###Chapter 579 Witnessing That Love Is Mostly Happiness – Part 8

After hanging up the phone, Felix had already arranged everything. When Ivelle saw him washing oranges, she couldn't help saying. "I'll do it. It's too much trouble for you!"

"You eat first. Boss Astley told me to watch you finish eating, and then squeeze you a glass of juice."

She facepalmed which made Felix laugh.

'Jordan's extreme ways has no bottom line.' Perplexed, she can't help but be a bit perplexed and flattered at the same time.

Seeing that Felix didn't have a chance to let her into the kitchen at all, she stopped arguing and took out all the seafood in the box.

Grace came soon, dressed in loose clothes and her hair tied up at random. It could be seen that she ran directly from the bed.

"Oh, my God! What kind of immortal boyfriend Jordan is? He is so sweet and initiated to let Felix deliver this delicious food. I envy you!" With that, she took out his cell phone and took some pictures.

She opened her mouth and said. "I'm going to post these on Instagram. In this way, William is going to learn how to be a proper boyfriend."

She smiled and really liked the way they got along. Ivelle saw her take her phone, took a picture, and began to make trouble.

She didn't understand what she did. "Grace, what are you doing?"

"I posted a photo for you on Instagram to show your love!" As she spoke, she typed and looked at ivelle's post and said. "Ivelle, how come you don't have a circle of close friends here? Don't you ever post on Instagram?"

She shook her head. "There's no one to send to, and my circle of friends is little so it's rare!"

She flipped her lips. "What do you mean little? You don't have it at all. You are really the first girl I have ever seen who doesn't post on Instagram!"

As she said that, she also flipped through Jordan's timeline. "You are really husband and wife. Your style is exactly the same. It's amazing that you don't even post anything to your feed."

Felix prepared delicious food and looked at the two women. "Guys, please eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Grace was so hungry that she didn't care about any image, so she began to eat like a gluttonous woman.

Ivelle had eaten in the morning, and she was not that hungry. Ivelle saw Felix watching motionless for fear that she would eat less.

She was speechless for a moment, but when she thought of Jordan's words, she knew that he will be elated to know that she ate with Grace.

Seeing that she had almost eaten all on her plate, Felix looked at her questioningly. "Ma'am, what time will you be back in the evening?"

"She's not coming back!" Grace interrupted her reply. "Ivelle and I are going to stay the night with my grandfather. You will talk to Jordan later. Don't wait for her in the evening."

Felix looked up at Ivelle, and there was some doubt in his expression. Ivelle nodded, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Seeing this, although Felix still had something to say, he sighed dismissively. "I have something to do. I'll go first!"

Seeing him leave, Grace looked at her friend. "Your husband Jordan shouldn't raise you like a child, isn't it? He's so strict!"

Ivelle smiled and didn't say much. When her phone rang, Grace was one step ahead of her. She looked at the caller ID on the phone, squinted at Ivelle, and said. "Your Mr. Astley is showing love again, boring!"

As a result, Ivelle snatched the phone in Grace's hand and connected the call. "Jordan, I have eaten!"

The other end did not open his mouth but was silent for a while. His voice was low and magnetic, and it was particularly good to hear. "Well, that's good to know. As long as you like it, I'm pleased."

Perplexed, Ivelle questioned him. "What's the matter?" If it is about eating, Felix should have told him that already. Ivelle knew that Jordan was so busy that he can't just ask her how she is when he calls.

She couldn't help saying. "I may have to stay in Cape Oaks Village with Grace at night, so I won't come back at home."

He did not seem so surprised and responded right away. "I see!"

'That doesn't seem to be the case. Then why do I have a bad feeling?' Ivelle wondered.

She couldn't help waiting for him to speak and pondered that it wasn't his usual response. "it's a nice picture!"

She was stupefied, a little baffled, to say the least. She cannot help but ask. "What picture?"

"Your beautiful snaps of photos on Instagram." He spoke with a smile in his voice.

She was a little confused. Jordan seemed to be in a meeting when he said this. "All right, be safe on your way out. I have to hang up now."

With that, he ended the phone call leaving Ivelle a little confused. She couldn't help but check her Viber and Instagram as soon as she hung up.

Seeing dozens of messages popped up in her inbox, Ivelle can't help but click on them.

Liam: [Ivelle, what do you want to eat? Your brother will buy it for you later.]

Frida: [Shit, you haven't posted a photo in your circle of friends for hundreds of years. This is a show of love. What about your husband?]

Zayn replied to Frida: [Don't envy your friend, wife. If you want to eat at night, your husband will cook it with my own hands.]

Blair: [Good, you have to be so sweet in A City all the time.]

Ivelle can't help but click on her post to take a closer look. A picture of her bowing her head eating seafood is her new profile photo. From the photo, it seemed like she enjoyed eating and seemed to be in a good mood.

The caption of that post was: "People come and go. Love constantly develops especially if you're together for a long time. I hope I will spend a long time in the future with my husband. Thank you, Mr. Astley! Thanks for his thoughtful lunch which is delicious."

With that words, a string of happy emojis was added at the end of the caption.

She couldn't help looking up at Grace and saw her looking at her. She asked innocently with a wide eye. "What's the matter?"

"Did you just posted that photo on my feed and timeline using my phone?"

She nodded. "Yes, you have used Viber for so long but you do not have a large circle of friends and followers. Do you never record your life? If that so, you are too old-fashioned!"

Ivelle frowned and looked down at the remaining dozens of replies, all of which belonged to her friends, and liked them.

Among them, Jordan's article is particularly conspicuous.

Grace frowned when he saw her, walked up to Ivelle, looked down at her phone, and said. "Social platforms are used to record your life events. Why do you never post your photos? Do you think your life is not worth recording?"

After a pause, she could not help saying. "You see that in your circle of friends, almost all your friends have liked it, and everyone has sent their blessings. How beautiful it is!"

Seeing Jordan's reply, she could not help but read it out. "There will be a long time to come. I will slowly give you the love and touch you want. I am not very gentle, but to you, I will certainly try my best!"

When she finished reading, she could not help but inhale a few times and said. "This aloof and cold man isn't generally lethal when talking about love. Isn't your Mr. Astley's reply too sweet this time? This is for everyone to know that he's precious!"

She scratched her forehead, flipped through all the comments. Since she seldomly used social media, Ivelle was clueless on how to reply.

Grace saw her friend's disturbing look and could not help saying. "Your friends bless you so warmly. Why don't you reply? It's polite and the right thing to do. Just take a look and act like you're talking to them face-to-face. It's the same as when you meet a friend in the street. If other people say hello to you, you'll reply out of courtesy, right? You should not ignore others. It's a rude thing to let them on reading."

Ivelle was and realized that she doesn't know many things. She nodded and typed a reply. Grace read her reply and was speechless. "What in the world, Ivelle? How can you just say thank you? You are too boring!"

After a pause, she sighed. "Forget it, I can't blame you. At least you've learned to reply now, and it's progress!" Grace facepalmed at her friend's naivety.