###Chapter 461 All The People Got Lost – Part 2

She tilted her mouth for a moment, then set her eyes on Ivelle. Frida said. "When are you and Jordan going to have a second child? You've been back in the Capital for such a long time, why hasn't your belly responded yet? It can't be that Jordan is too old, can he?"

Ivelle was speechless for a moment and said with a smile. "He's only 35. Why can't he? don't talk nonsense."

She looked lazily and leaned her head on her chin. "Then why don't you have a second child?"

Ivelle smiled. "I wish there were another Blossom."

'Even if I want it, I'm afraid I can't have it.' She can't help but be saddened by her thoughts.

She frowned. "but Ivelle, Jordan is a man after all. Although the elders of the Astley family are not very forceful, they are more or less anxious. You'd better think about it as soon as possible and make a child!"

She tightened her hand slightly for a moment and looked at Frida. Ivelle said as she tried to change the topic. "Why are there so many people in the Biden family before the one month of the child?"

When she saw Ivelle changed the subject, she pursed her lips and said. "The tradition here in the Capital is to send weddings, which are usually relatives and friends who usually come to see me with eggs and nutrients and come by to say hello. Their purpose is to visit relatives."

Ivelle nodded and breathed a sigh of relief that she shifted the topic.

After they talked for a while, she was sleepy and couldn't help sleeping. However, the child woke up.

When the little guy woke up, he just looked around with his eyes open and then kicked a few times with his little feet.

"That's what the young master behaves. He's much smarter than other newborns." The babysitter walked in and smiled.

Ivelle smiled and looked at the softness of the child that warmed her heart. She reached out to touch his little hand, but the little guy took the initiative to hold her fingers.

It was extraordinarily soft. The time with the child was quiet, soft, warm, and stable.

When Erin came, Ivelle was a little distracted. It was only when she heard what she said that Ivelle got back to her mind.

"Ivelle, we made Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs, fried eggplant, and durian cake at home, all of which you like. Eat first and come back home later."

Ivelle was stupefied. She looked up at the time and saw that it was already noon.

She couldn't help thinking that Jordan said they would have lunch together. He looked at Erin and politely refused. "I'm not eating here anymore. I'm going to Astley's later."

Erin smiled. "Are you going to have lunch with Jordan?"

She was stunned and stopped talking.

She said amusingly. "Boss Astley came. He was in the hall, let's go!"

Ivelle was a little surprised. 'When did he get here?'

When she went around to the dining hall, she saw Jordan at the big table. Ivelle didn't know many people at the table surrounded him. It was estimated that he's with sixteen people.

Jordan left a seat next to him. Ivelle sat next to him and whispered. "When did you come?"

He spoke in a low voice. "It's been a while."

"Why didn't you call me?" She opened her mouth but saw an acquaintance at the dinner table. It was Father Preston.

He grabbed his hand and said. "I've called you, but you didn't answer it!"

As soon as he said that, Ivelle was stupefied. She took out her cell phone and found that she really didn't answer it. Also, she found that the phone was muted.

"My mobile phone is muted. I'm sorry!"

He pulled her, but he didn't say a word.

At the table full of people, they talked about some common topics, Frida can't get out of bed. She can't go to the dinner table and catch a cold and was mandated to stay in the bedroom.

After dinner, the guests said goodbye one after another. Andrew saw them off. Erin pulled Ivelle and said. "Please don't go back there tonight. There are many rooms here. You both stay and go back the next day."

Ivelle shook her head and said faintly. "It's too late." She doesn't want to talk with her and said dismissively.

Jordan sensed that she was in a bad mood and took her out of the villa with a few implicit words.

Outside the hall of the villa, after Lincolin and Andrew said goodbye to each other, they were helped into the car by a young man.

Jordan and Ivelle went downstairs. They had no intention of looking at the young man with some familiarity. For a moment, she could not remember where she had seen him.

The young man put Lincolin in the car and turned back to bid farewell to Andrew.

Seeing that cold and stern face, Ivelle remembered who this man was. It was the man who saved her in Hempstead.

'What's he doing here?

'Is he a member of the Preston family or does he work in the Preston family?'

"Let's go!" The voice of Jordan was heard in her ear. Ivelle regained her consciousness and followed him towards the car.

When he looked at the man's eyes, he just took a cold glance at her as if they never met before. Then, got into the car and left.

When Ivelle and Jordan got home, it was a little late. sHE was a little tired and exchanged a few words and went back to the bedroom.

As she leaned against the sofa and felt a little tired, Jordan sat next to her, as if he wanted to stop her from resting.

Ivelle didn't open her mouth. Over the past few days, they all looked normal. He was still gentle and caring for her, and Ivelle still smiled at him with joy in her eyes.

But after all, there are some differences that she can't just shrug off. It seemed to be more unbearable than the previous heart-wrenching quarrels.

"Ivelle, we--" After his words were about to be delivered, his phone suddenly rang.

He frowned, but still bowed his head and connected the phone in a stupefied voice. "What's the matter?"

She didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but Jordan suddenly stood up from his seat and frowned. "Don't panic, I'll come over."

Then he hung up the phone, looked at his wife, and apologized. "Ivelle I'm so--."

"Go!" Without waiting for him to open his mouth, Ivelle interrupted him and said with a smile contrary to what she really felt. "Pay attention to safety on the road. Don't worry, calm down and solve your problems."

He froze slightly but smiled. Jordan kissed Ivelle on the face and said. "That's good!"

Jordan left.

She worked on the sofa for a long time, thought that she hadn't spoken to Blossom for a long time.

Ivelle can't help but be guilty. She got up and went to Blossom's bedroom. She's a five-year-old kid but has strong self-discipline compared with the kids the same age as her.

The room was well organized. She was reading extra-curricular books on her desk. When she saw me, she smiled and ran to me Ivelle said. "Mom, did you go to see the baby at noon?"

I smiled. "Yeah, who told you that?"

"My dad called in the morning and said."

She couldn't help smiling. Jordan was very well-informed.

Sitting on the bed with her in my arms, Ivelle looked at her and said solemnly. "Your mother may be out for a few days, Blossom. Do you want to follow Uncle Astley or go to Uncle and Grandpa?"

She looked at Ivelle with her head tilted. She didn't understand. "Why won't Mom take me there?"

"Blossom, you have to go to school. You can't always follow your mother around. Your uncles and grandfathers and Uncle Astley will take care of you."

She frowned. "But I want to go out with my mother."

"Sunshine!" She said a little heavily. "You can't go out with me until you have a holiday. Last Tomb Sweeping day, we already asked for leave. Children and adults alike, everyone has to do their own thing. Just like Uncle Astley, he has to go to work every day, and you have to go to school. Do you know?"

At times like this, knowing that Ivelle was angry, Blossom will not continue to argue with her anymore. After a moment of silence, she said. "Mom, I will listen to you."