###Chapter 52 Maisie Wants To Go For A Walk
###Chapter 52 Maisie Wants To Go For A Walk
'Jordan, even if I really like this child, it may not be a choice for me to stay. As for the existence of Nicole, I have endured it for two years. The bad days are over. How bad can I be alright if I have a child to accompany me?'
'Compared with the fact that my child has no fatherly love, it seems that my grievance is nothing. But sometimes, the deeper the pressure, the more collapsing when they break out.
There was a heavy rain in the next few days, and part of the city of Hempstead was flooded every season. In order to achieve humanitarianism, the company will get off work earlier than usual these days.
Ivelle knew that Jordan would not leave Nicole who was also afraid of thunder, he would not go back to the villa these days, so she did not dared to go back. At least Maisie was with her in the Victory apartment.
Because of Ivelle's critique, Maisie no longer seemed to go to the bar and began to stay at home every day to study dishes. With her on her side, Ivelle can live on her own.
However, after people communicate with some exasperating situations, their spirit will be affected to a certain extent. Ivelle no longer expected Jordan to come and see her, but she would often catch herself to be in a daze alone.
Sometimes after sitting for a long time, it will be particularly uncomfortable. Brad found her a lot of medicine and told her to remember to take it, but she always forget to take the medicine. If it wasn't for Maisie's reminder, Ivelle would often forget about it.
For a week, the heavy rain finally stopped, and the sun began to rise in Hempstead.
Astley's audit has started normally. She began to be busy with Samson's Electronics. Maisie said that she would travel for a few days and wanted to go for a walk.
I knew she had something on her mind. If it hadn't been for Parker, she was afraid she would have been sentenced to more than ten years in prison.
She had accumulated grievances in her heart, but she could only keep it inside her. Even if she knew that Nicole had done it, she could not do anything. With Jordan protecting her for day and night, others would not be able to touch her even just a strand of her hair.
Therefore, Maisie was unhappy and wanted to go for a walk. Naturally, Ivelle understood.
She went out, of course. She decided not to stay in the Victory apartment, but also went back to the villa. At least there was her sister-in-law in the villa, accompanied by a person. She will not run down alone.
After she dealt with the company matters, Ivelle drove directly towards the direction of the villa. Coincidentally, what she did not expect was that Nicole would appear at the door of the villa.
She wore a long blue dress with long sleeves and stood beside Jordan's black jeep. She was thin and slender, as beautiful as a picture in the setting sun.
"How beautiful!" Ivelle can't help talking to herself.
There was a tinge in her heart that began to crack and split into two. It was as if a big hole full of anger and repressed hatred surged inside her.
She should have slowed down the car, but Ivelle stepped on the brakes and accelerated towards the direction of Nicole. For only a few seconds, she have put up with those ugly memories and have been exposed.
She thought that as long as Nicole dies, she don't have to put up with depressing moments like this. She don't need to worry about when Jordan will come back and when he will leave without warning.
The moment that the car rushed to her, Ivelle really wanted her dead.
Jordan appeared in front of her. He stood in front of Nicole his face was covered with cold and unfathomable expression.
She slammed on the brakes, felt a little chaotic even if Ivelle really wanted to kill Nicole just now.
A moment later, Jordan pulled me out of the car, his eyes cold and gloomy. "Ivelle, what are you doing?"
Her body was paralyzed out of control and suddenly weakened. Luckily, his eyes and hands were so quick that he half hugged her as his anger remained unabated.
For a long time, Ivelle looked up at him and her eyes were full of tears. "Jordan, let her out of here, will you?"
She held his cold hand and choked as she begged. "Jordan Astley, I really love you more than you think. Don't force me to do irrevocable things. Don't let her appear here again or else, I will really kill her."
Yes, at this time Ivelle did not want to suppress her emotions anymore. She was unreserved and planned all to expose Jordan her true emotions just to him see. Including her viciousness, her selfishness, all to him.
With their eyes intensely gazed each other, Jordan's lips went into a thin line. The strength of pulling her arm has softened imperceptibly. He reached out and held Ivelle's face in one hand. The tip of his nose was against the tip of her nose. It was a familiar scene that pounced on her with an air of aggression. Expectedly, he said in a hoarse voice. "Stupid!"
He hugged me tightly and looked at sister-in-law Marcela who ran out in a hurry and said. "Call a taxi for Miss Blakely!"
Sister-in-law Marcela nodded repeatedly.
Nicole was excessively shocked just now. The moment that she regained her mind, she looked at Jordan and Ivelle with a pale face. Her eyes were fixed on Jordan and she opened her mouth. As her voice with grievances and unwillingness to be reconciled. "Jordan."
"Go back!" He opened his mouth dismissively and carried Ivelle back to the villa.
Behind her, there was a faint voice from sister-in-law Marcela. "Miss Blakely, the car is here. Please hurry up and leave the villa!"
Back in the bedroom, Jordan put her on the bed. His pair of dark and deep eyes fell on Ivelle for a long time. For a long period of time, he approached her and gently dropped a kiss on her cheek. "Don't be so impulsive! Otherwise..." He trailed off.
The latter words, Jordan did not say it. His thin cool lips bit on her shoulder that made her felt some pain. She frowned slightly, but opted not to say a word.
He tucked in the quilt for Ivelle when his cell phone suddenly rang. His phone was placed on the nightstand close to where Ivelle is and she saw at a glance that the caller ID was none other than Nicole.
Jordan glanced at it but did not answer it.
Even after multiple buzzes of call notification, Jordan did not answer. Nicole directly sent him a message instead.
She glanced at the message and said. "Jordan, don't leave me. I don't have anyone on my side. Now there's only you."
Ivelle wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh as there was sand in her eyes.
Jordan also saw her expression that mirrored pain but that he did not answer. Instead, he just lit a cigarette and sat on the balcony and smoked. His back lonely and aloof.
Maybe she was scared too much just now, and it wasn't long before Ivelle fell asleep.
When she soundlessly dozed off, she was suddenly awakened by the thunder outside. When she thought that the weather had cleared up, it still rained heavily in the middle of the night.
Accompanied by Maisie before, she reluctantly felt that such a night was not terrible. But then, when she saw that the bedroom was empty, the lightning through the glass that rampant reflected in the dark bedroom, she felt terrified.
She turned on the light, looked around the bedroom but failed to see Jordan. The balcony's remnant only was cigarette butts and it seemed that he smoked a lot.
Ivelle didn't see anyone. She left the bedroom barefoot and thought that maybe he would be in the study room.
Obviously, she was thinking too much. Downstairs in the lobby, she saw a scene that gnawed painfully in her heart.
Nicole's blue dress was drenched. She had red eyes and looked stubbornly at Jordan who was taller than her.
"Go back!" He spoke in a helpless voice.
"No!" Nicole raised the corners of her mouth, smiled naively and dimly. "You know that I'm afraid of thunder."
Nicole's appearance was too petite and delicate, especially when her clothes were wet and her hair was still messy, she looked a lot more pitiful.
For a long time, Jordan seemed to have compromised and said. "Go and take a shower first!"
