###Chapter 519 Everything You Gain, You Lose More – Part 7

When she saw them, Grace said, "She seems to have fallen to a bone. She may have to go to the hospital."

Seeing Linda with red eyes, she seemed to be crying. Ivelle was shocked but eventually said, "Take her to the hospital first. We have something to do later we can't accompany you in taking her there."

She said that to Jordan.

Grace looked at Ivelle with a little grumpiness and frowned at her before she exclaimed, "I don't have anything to do for a while, so I'll go and take her as well!"

"No, it's not that serious. I can go by myself." Linda opened her mouth and said that. Although, there was some choking in her voice as she spoke, and her grievances were all written all over her face.

Jordan looked at Ivelle and his eyes fell on her. She reached out and pulled Grace's sleeve before she said, "You will accompany me to the company later and let Mr. Astley send her!"

Grace frowned, "Mr. Astley?" Then Ivelle looked at Jordan.

For a moment, he withdrew his eyes from her, then carried Linda horizontally and left without saying a word.

"Fuck!" Grace cursed and looked at her almost crying. "Ivelle, are you sick? That's your man! You just pushed him out. Are you crazy?"

Ivelle was in a bit of a jam and said faintly, "I have nothing to do with him anymore. Let's go to Preston's."

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? You're fucking blind! You don't see the way Jordan looks at you. Why do you have to push him away just like that? He was not in a good place and good situation, you can say that clearly! He's in between, for fuck's sake! Why do you have to use this kind of cold violence to hurt each other, Ivelle? You are too terrible!"

She spoke angrily but without waiting for her, she went straight forward and left.

She was a little stunned, and she found that Grace seemed to be very angry. Ivelle caught up with her and said, "Grace, this is my business. You don't have to be so angry and affected as if you're the one who's in my shoes!"

She suddenly stopped, looked back at Ivelle with a disappointing pair of watery eyes, "Yes, these are your things to mind and I am an outsider that does not need to be so angry, but Ivelle, people have feelings as well. Do you know why I am angry? When I met you in Denmark from the first time we ran away with tacit understanding without saying a word, I knew that you were a very smart girl. Later, we lived together in the forest until you found a way to save us from Kenneth Parks. I thought that you were a particularly brave person with a special sense of justice. I thought we had the same values. After returning home, I decided that I must be a good friend and be with you everywhere. I'm angry now because I suddenly feel that you are different from what I thought. I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself. For such a long time, you didn't treat me as a friend at all, did you?"

Ivelle shook her head. "No!"

She shouted back at her. "No? Ivelle, you have never seriously talked to others, you have not loved Ivelle, nor have you regarded us as your friends. To put it bluntly, from the beginning to the end, you just regard all of us as passers-by in your life. You never took us seriously to become part of your life!"

Seeing Ivelle in a daze, Grace continued, "In fact, you don't know what a 'friend' is at all. In your opinion, two people are friends as long as they can talk, including Rafaela Shannon. Even if I hated it, you put me in the same position as her, and Jordan! If you really loved him, it's impossible not to see him pay attention to your eyes anytime and anywhere, and comment on your status at any time, including just now. He has been silently resisting you pushing Linda to him, but guess what? You still fucking did! He lowered his bottom line without a bottom line, and you took it for granted! And you even thought you were doing the right thing? Just what the fuck!"

Grace was evidently exploding. She continued, "Ivelle, in your opinion, others will not get hurt at all, will not feel bad. In your mind, you are the one who is hurting, and thought that only you will suffer? Just what the fucking state of mind do you have?"

Ivelle just stood there in a place while staring at her. That was the first time that someone said such a thing to her.

"I-" I wanted to defend myself. I could not help laughing. I nodded mockingly and said, "Well, what you said is right. I'm sorry, but many of my actions seem to have really hurt you or others."

It did not make sense. Ivelle stood by the side of the road. She hailed a taxi and went straight to Preston's.

There were some fidgety that she felt in her heart, and people who were indifferent by nature seemed to be like this, and they did not know what to do at all!

When she got back to the company, she was irritated. Ivelle simply read some of the documents that William Preston wanted to sign, and she became a little grumpy.

At the end of the day, when Linda saw that Ivelle had not left, she knocked on the door and frowned. She asked, "What's the matter?"

When she saw that everyone in the office had already left, she answered faintly, "Nothing, maybe my period is coming. I'm just a little upset."

She said with a little regret, "It's a pity that I've been with my period these two days. St. Patrick's Day will be in two days. It's a bit of a wet blanket at this time! Such a bummer!"

St. Patrick's Day?

The time passed so fast that she almost forgot. She was sighing slightly and said, "I'm getting old, and it doesn't make sense for St. Patrick's Day to do anything."

She gave Ivelle a white look. "What does it feel like to be old? According to you, when people reach a certain age, they have to live a boring life. How boring is that?"

She smiled and suddenly remembered that if Grace was with her at noon, she would like to have dinner with Linda in the evening. On the tip of her tongue, she holds it back slightly. Ivelle did not know if Grace was in a better mood today.

"Linda, do you have any very good friends? Or someone you love very much?"

She nodded. The pair of heels she wore were too high. She found a chair and sat next to her and said, "Everybody must have, you know. I have a best friend and I have known her for almost 15 years. As for the people I love very much, my children and my parents are all the people I love most."

Ivelle hesitated and asked, "Where's your husband?"

She was stunned and was taken aback by Ivelle's question. She was caught off guarded. But she answered her a moment later, "We were divorced."

Ivelle paused for a moment and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I-"

"This is very normal. People in middle age will more or less encounter some twists and turns, Ivelle. Life is not what you have to do, choose the life you want to live on the line." She intently looked at her and everything was light. Ivelle nodded and smiled.

Linda smiled back. "What's the matter? What happened to you when you suddenly asked this question?"

This was the end of the conversation because there was no need to hide. She nodded and said, "I don't seem to know how to treat the people around me who care about me as if I always push them away by mistake."

She leaned on her chin and looked at her. She asked, "Friends and lovers?"

Ivelle nodded, "Well, it seems that ever since my childhood, I have not learned to know this lesson. I don't know how to love others. I don't seem to have learned anything about it at all."

She froze a little and said, "Don't you have children? How do you love her, then? I don't know how other people perceive it, but my understanding is that love is a state of emotion that comes from the heart and wants the other person to be in a good condition and you want them to be happy even if it means compromising your own happiness. Just like you do to your child. You know how to be good to her and treat her well, so you will try your best to give her the best for her."