###Chapter 552 Camping Trip- Part 9

Her lips were not loud, but her voice was low and magnetic. "She has been clamoring to find you. After all, she is still a child. It is necessary to miss her when she has been away from her mother for such a long time."

Ivelle stopped talking. She bowed her head and felt a little guilty. She was a bit absent-minded with her fingers. Ivelle paused and said, "When will she come?"

Counting the time, it's almost September, and school will start soon. Even if she comes over, she won't begin school in a few days.

Jordan Astley looked at her with teary and introverted eyes. "Aren't you going to go back to the capital to see her?"

She was stupefied for a moment and said, "the Preston case may take about a month to complete. I have been ill for a few days these days, but I am afraid it will take a long time to go to the capital."

He frowned and stopped talking.

The topic seems to have come to an abrupt end, which is more or less awkward.

Fortunately, the fever did not cause any particular illness. After all the high fever went down, she was discharged after a few days.

Initially, she continued to work in Cape Oaks, but William Preston asked her to stay in the villa for a few days. Cape Oaks asked Linda to take her place.

But she still has to do all the work that she should do.

William moved almost all the documents to the villa and asked me to sort them out.

When Grace Cross came, Ivelle was still fighting with a massive pile of papers in her study.

She stood outside the courtyard of the villa and shouted, "Ivelle, open the door, do you hear me?"

The sound was as loud as the installation of a loudspeaker. Those who didn't know will think she was here to quarrel.

She ran to the balcony and saw her standing next to her black Cayenne with her hands on her hips. "Woman, come down and open the door for me."

She was funny. She lay down on the balcony and said, "Are you here to fight like this?"

She snorted, took a suitcase out of the trunk, looked at me, and said, "I'm here to love you."

She was stunned for a few seconds and then came back and said, "Are you going to come and live?"

She nodded. "Yes, my man and my woman need my care now. I can't just sit back."

This woman is sure enough to say that wind is rain.

Leaning against the balcony, she said, "If you can't open the door, use the password and fingerprint to unlocked. You enter the password 12345."

She twitched at the corner of her mouth and said, "Are you sure it's 12345?"

She nodded, raised her hand, and said, "It was more complicated than this, but then it changed. It's too hard for me to remember."

She opened the door and nodded. "That's right, as long as you have a brain, it's good to remember the password. It's a little difficult for you if it's too complicated."

That doesn't sound like a nice thing to say.

Ivelle went downstairs and opened the front door downstairs. She dragged her suitcase and said, "You must give me a room."

There are five rooms in the villa. There are a guest room and a babysitter room on the first floor. I live in one on the second floor, and the other one is in William Preston. There is a vacant one.

She took her up to the second floor and put her in the vacant room.

"The lighting is not bad, but there is no balcony outside, what a pity." She opened her mouth and was ready to tidy up her clothes.

She said, "There is a big balcony in your room. Can you change it?"

She tilted her mouth and shook her head. "No, this room is closer to William Preston. So I can take it!"

He smiled helplessly, "Are you two done?"

She packed her clothes, stopped, looked at her, and said thoughtfully, "I have a severe question for you."

She nodded and looked at the confusion on her face. She couldn't help but get serious and said, "You may ask!"

She thought for a moment and said, "When you and Jordan used to live a husband-and-wife life, did you fall short of what you wanted?"

Ivelle was stupefied for a moment as it involving gender issues. It was more or less embarrassing. Her face was a little hot.

But looking at her asking so seriously, she had to answer seriously, "What do you mean you can't do what you want?"

She folded her lips and said, "It is clear that both of them are already hot, but they are always one step short at the critical time."

She raised my hand and thought, "Is it you or William Preston?"

"We have both!" She said thoughtfully, "Didn't she bleed once before? She doesn't know that time. Later, we tried it several times, but it was all awkward. It just didn't work!"

This is the first time she has seen this kind of situation, and to be honest, she doesn't know.

She said, "Jordan and I have done it for the first time before."

She had a twitch in the corner of my mouth. She looked at her and said, "Are you sure this is the first time for William Preston?"

She was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm not sure. It's my first time anyway, but if it's not the first time for him, why would he do that?" The point is, I don't think there's anything wrong with him!"

She shut up and didn't know how to answer the phone for a moment.

After thinking about it, she said, "You don't go to the hospital together. It's a matter for two people. If you think about getting married in the future, it's quite a big problem. Besides, whether you go and have a look, it's usually a mental and physical problem. As long as it's solved, everything will be normal!"

She sighed, pouted her mouth, and said, "Ivelle, do you think he can only do this to me? He didn't like me at all, but he felt comfortable with me, and he was just about the same age. He happened to meet me, and everything seemed to be the same, so he just let nature take its course."

She looked at her, a little surprised, "You would not think like this before. You are trapped in it, now will think the problem is so complicated!" Whether a man loves a woman or not, it is undeniable that he is in bed, but he is also in life most of the time. These days, I think he is meticulous about you."

Thinking about the clothes last time, she couldn't help saying, "He kept all your clothes before. You said he is a big CEO. What is he doing with a woman's clothes?"

She was stupefied, looked at her strangely, and said, "What clothes?"

"When we were in Australia, he bought it for us. All of us are similar, but there is still a difference between accessories and patterns. Yours was put in the company's lounge by William. Last time, my clothes were accidentally wet. He also borrowed it from me. Later, I gave it back to him after washing it, and he probably put it away again."

With that, she saw her frowning. Something was wrong with her face, so she couldn't help saying, "What's the matter?"

She looked at her, and her puzzled face became a little sad. "That dress is not mine. I haven't touched it in the wardrobe since we came back from Europe. William has never been to my house. How could he put my clothes in his restroom? It's not mine!"