###Chapter 70 Complicated Feelings To Death

"Was it true that only when you are dead, will you not be troubled?" I looked at the flickering opening of the streetlamp, and some of the sadness in my heart began to spread.

He smiled sadly at me, "I won't let you die. The future is too long. I can't go on without you."

I didn't respond.

What was the use of fear? Life goes on.

"Leave Jordan Astley! We will live a good life, and we would be as happy as we once were back when we were kids. Jordan is not worthy of you. "

I chuckle. It was funny. People think I'm not good enough for Jordan, but he doesn't think Jordan was good enough for me.

"I can't go back. Grandma's gone. The old mulberry tree in front of the door has been cut down. Liam, don't come to me, don't ruin my life, okay?" I knew it didn't work for him, but I said it anyway.

He looked at the deep night sky, his eyes became dark and blurred, for a long time, he said, "I've tried, it was useless!"

That's all!

The conversation was boring that day. I was tired. I got up and looked at him and said, "Take me back!"

At this time, I figured out that if he wanted to hurt me, he wouldn't have taken the trouble to bring me here. He just wanted to see my frightened and helpless eyes and stimulate his animal lust. He was a hunter, and he had no prey to amuse him.

So, he won't do anything to me for the time being!

When he sent me to the landscape villa, he locked the car door, looked at me with black eyes and said, "Have you kissed me good night?"

Looking at him, I was expressionless. "Open the door!"

He raised his eyebrows, and the ruffian spirit in his bones came. He leaned against the car chair and looked down at me. "Tell me, what will Jordan think if he sees you in the car for a long time?"

He nodded. "Yes, he should be in Nicole's ward to say hello to her beloved woman, and there is no time to talk to you!"

As he approached, the crisp tobacco made me unhappy. "Liam, do you think if I die, will I be relieved?"

He sank. "Try it!"

How can I try? It was not the right time. If necessary, it was not a bad thing that I can bring a devil to my death.

There were several degrees of light in the courtyard, and it was the headlights. I looked up and saw that it was Jordan's jeep.

I looked at the time and found it was already 12:00. It was rare for him to come back.

Liam's car was obvious. He saw it as soon as he entered the yard, but he didn't get out of the car. He just lit a cigarette in the car and looked at me and Liam gloomily.

Liam was a very cheap person. He usually pretends to be a dog, but he has the right ability to pick a fight. Seeing Jordan refusing to get out of the car, he leaned toward me with a smile in his voice. "How do you think Jordan would react if he saw me kiss you?"

"Sick!" I opened my mouth and moved away from him, but there was only so much space in the car.

He moved a little and dropped a kiss on my lips, then looked at Jordan with a smile on his lips, looking very cheap.

"Liam, are you sick?"

Liam nodded, and Jordan got out of the car.

I twisted my eyebrow and looked at Liam. "Open the door!"

He raised his eyebrows and ignored me. He just looked at Jordan, who got out of the car, and then saw Jordan going straight back to the villa. He looked at me and laughed, "Ivelle, he doesn't love you, so he doesn't care if anyone touches you."

When Liam learned just now how we were, I laughed, "So what? What does it have to do with you? You let me go."

There was a loud noise, followed by the sound of broken glass in Liam's car window.

I raised my eyes, my whole body was stunned. Jordan stood by the car, his eyes gloomy and cold. Yes, everyone has their bad side.

From a distance, they were all well-dressed gentlemen, but up close, everyone's soul was dirty and terrible.

So was Liam, Jordan, and I.

Behind his arrogance and dignity, there was also a bloodthirsty soul.

Jordan carried a sledgehammer in his hand, which was left by the craftsman in the yard a few days ago.Aas soon as he hammered down, even the best car windows could not be smashed.

Liam's cold eyes narrowed, looked calmly at the glass around him, and then watched Jordan reach out and open the car door.

As soon as the door opened, I got out of the car without saying anything. I just looked at the confrontation between the two men who face to face.

Liam narrowed his eyes. Although he was sitting, he did not lose her momentum. "Compare?"

To solve problems between men, from the beginning of the ancestors was to use fists to fight.

Jordan said as his black eyes were a little deep, and his thin lips opened lightly. "Yes!"

The noise was so loud that sister-in-law Marcela, who was already living in the outer courtyard, woke up. She turned on all the lights in the yard and then came out in a hurry.

Seeing that Jordan and I were both there, there was a stranger who was stupefied for a moment and worried, "Sir, do you want to call the police?"

Jordan took off his black bespoke suit and his black eyes were low. "No, go to the house and get my wife a chair and let her sit and have a good look!"

Mrs. Marcela nodded and went in in a hurry.

When I twisted my eyebrow, I was upset. I looked at Jordan and said, "I won't look at it. It's not good for the child. Be careful. Don't hurt yourself. I'll wait for you when you get inside."

Maybe I took advantage of this. Jordan's face was a little better, the corners of his mouth went up, and he looked at me and said, "Well, go back and wait for me!"

"Come on!" Liam was not a kind person. At the moment, I had no idea why he was so mad at Jordan and wants to punch Jordan in the face so badly.

The two men just got into a fight without warning.

I didn't stay too long and blocked the sound behind me.

When she returned to the living room, Mrs. Marcela saw me and said nervously, "What's going on?"

"Nothing!" I shook my head and didn't eat anything at the party. I was a little hungry. I looked at Mrs. Marcela and said, "Is there any food at home?"

"Yes." With that she ran into the kitchen and then brought out a stewed egg and a pot of chicken.

I was a little surprised. I looked at her and said, "Mrs. Marcela, it's 12:00 now. What's wrong with your dish?". "

It was still warm at this point. It was amazing.

She smiled and said, "It was your husband who called to explain that you didn't eat anything at the party. You'll be hungry when you come back!"

I was stupefied, and I didn't know what it was like for a moment.

Does he care about the child or me?

There was a muffled hum outside. Mrs. Marcela gave me a meal and said with some worry, "Here, why don't you call the police?"

I shook my head and chewed slowly. "No!"

The two of them were in a fight but would most likely not die.

For about half an hour, there was no movement outside. Followed by the sound of the car starting, Jordan came in a few minutes later.

When I finished my meal, my belly swelled. I couldn't help feeling that my belly was really getting bigger. I thought, I'd better go to the hospital tomorrow. It was time for the antenatal examination.