###Chapter 6 Nicole Is Pregnant

"The speed at which Miss Blakeley changed her face is quite unexpected." Ivelle glanced at her faintly, she picked up her bag and prepared to go directly to Astley's house.

If Jordan didn't go, she possibly goes.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she was blocked by Nicole. Jordan was not there and she was no longer pretending to be a good person. She looked at me coldly and said, "When will you sign the divorce agreement?"

Ivelle was stupefied but she smiled. She looked at Nicole and said, "Is Miss Blakeley now forcing me to divorce as a third party?"

"You are a third party!" She didn't seem to like being called a third party. Her face darkened and said, "Ivelle, if it wasn't for you, the hostess of this villa would be me, not you. The old man is dead and no one can protect you to stay here. If I were you, I would sign obediently and go away with the money given by Jordan."

"Miss Blakeley, it's a pity you're not me!" Ivelle coldly told her. She ignored Nicole and walked past her. She went downstairs to leave. Except for Jordan, no one in the world's words would be able to hurt her.

Miss Nicole, who was used to be treated as someone special, was ignored by Ivelle. Nicole was unwilling to let her go, she tugged hard and said, "Ivelle, do you still want to stay shameless? Jordan doesn't like you. What's the use of staying with him?"

As she looked back at Nicole, she felt a little funny, she calmed herself down, "Why are you being like that when you know he doesn't take me to heart?"

"You." Nicole blushed anxiously and was speechless for a moment.

Ivelle approached her, sneered a little, and said in a lowered voice. "What's the use of staying with him?" At this point, she calmed down her tone and whispered in a leisurely voice, "What do you think is the use of his skill?"

"Ivelle, you are shameless!" Nicole with fierce red eyes raised her hand and pushed towards me. Behind Ivelle was the staircase, out of instinct, Ivelle subconsciously moved away.

To her surprise, Nicole did not stand firm and fell directly towards the stairs.

"Ah." Her heart-wrenching voice was heard in the hall. Ivelle froze for a moment before she realized what happened.

Her body was pushed away by Jordan and at an incomparable speed, she saw Jordan went down the stairs to see Nicole, who was already lying downstairs.

Nicole curled up downstairs. She was pale and she was painfully hugging her belly. Her voice was weak when she said, "My child, my child, no, no, no."

There was blood under her, which spread and stained the large carpet red. Ivelle froze. She? Pregnant?

Jordan?

"Jordan, my child, child." Nicole grabbed Jordan's sleeve and repeated the words over and over again.

A thin sweat stain appeared on Jordan's forehead.

"Don't be afraid, the baby will be all right." He soothed Nicole, picked her up, and strode towards the door.

Jordan took a few steps and then suddenly stopped. The man's face was straight, his eyes were black and bright and the anger in his voice was obvious, "Good for you, Ivelle."

Light words, indifference, hatred, and anger were all included.

She stood still and didn't know what to do for a moment!

"Aren't you going to go up and explain?" There was a low voice behind her. Ivelle was stupefied. She looked up and saw that it was Brad. She didn't know when he followed her.

She tried to suppress the panic in her heart, she calmly said, "Explain what?"

He raised his eyebrow. "Aren't you afraid he got the wrong idea?"

Ivelle lowered her eyes, she bitterly said, "It doesn't matter whether I pushed her or not. The important thing is that Nicole was hurt and someone has to bear this responsibility."

"You can figure it out!" Brad went downstairs and left the villa with a medical box.

Brad followed to the hospital to see Nicole.