###Chapter 76 He Is Distressed By Nicole Blakely

So, Nicole Blakely and Ivelle Astley fell to the ground at the same time, probably out of her mother's instinct. Ivelle hurriedly landed on her knees and elbows.

Nicole went in the opposite direction to her. Her ass fell to the ground as she fell and screamed, "Ah!"

Her voice was so loud that it attracted both Jordan Astley and Felix Stewart.

Jordan still held the phone in his hand, so when he saw them both falling down, he frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to help Nicole.

Then he came to Ivelle. She was picked up by Felix and he looked at her from beginning to end. He said softly, "Is everything all right?"

Ivelle shook her head and looked at Nicole, who was groveling over her wrist. She saw that there was a scratch on the back of her hand which was bleeding, and it looked a little eye-catching.

Staggering Jordan held Ivelle's hand, so she said, "Miss Nicole is injured. Take her to the hospital to deal with it."

Then she looked at Felix and said, "Can you help me to sit down?"

Felix nodded and helped her to the sofa in the hall.

Nicole was inexplicably dropped, pained, and aggrieved, as tears came down for a long time, while pitifully looking at Jordan, "Be careful with your words as they are painful!"

Jordan looked at Ivelle, then looked at Felix, "Take Miss Blakely to the hospital."

"I don't want to!" Nicole opened her mouth and her eyes turned red. "Jordan, please take me there yourself, or I won't go."

"I have a job." With that, regardless of Nicole's expression, he went straight into the office.

Nicole had some grievances. Seeing Jordan gone, she bit her lips. Not minding Felix, she looked at Ivelle and said, "Ivelle, you did it on purpose."

Ivelle said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to." She was in a hurry, so she pulled her off.

Felix saw Nicole leave. When Jordan came out of the office, he came up to Ivelle with a medical kit in his hand and half-squatted down.

He looked at her and said, "Give me your hand!"

She curled her lips and handed her hand to him. Just now, the palm of her hand fell to the ground and scraped a lot of it. She just felt a burning pain. She didn't discover that there was blood all over.

As soon as she was pulled away by Jordan at this time, she was a little flesh-and-blood blurred, and his brow frowned a little deeply. "Please bear with it. It hurts a little bit!"

She nodded and bit her lip slightly.

Her skin was rubbed up, revealing the delicate kneading inside. When he cleaned it with a cotton swab, the swab was stained with medicine. She pulled her hand in pain and was pressed by him. "It'll just take a minute."

She twisted her eyebrow and said, "Take it easy." It was so meticulous that it hurt so much.

After putting on the medicine, he looked up at her and frowned slightly. "Is there still anything on your knee?"

She shook her head as she didn't want him to touch it. She was wearing a skirt, so she couldn't tell without a closer look.

He ignored her, raised his hand and pulled up her skirt, showing a lot of bright red marks which looked a little dazzling.

"Doesn't it hurt?" He spoke with a hint of anger in his voice.

She tilted her mouth and said, "It doesn't hurt!"

As soon as he finished, he exerted a little effort. She gasped with pain, and she couldn't help being a little angry. "Jordan!"

He bowed his head to deal with the wound and said in a low voice, "I'm here!"

This man clearly did it on purpose.

Pursing her lips, she bowed her head and didn't say a word. He looked up at her, treated the wound, and packed the medicine kit.

She took out all the breakfast boxes that Felix brought before which had cake, vegetable soup, sandwiches, bagels, and fruit shake.

She didn't know what Felix thought. If he bought so much, who could finish them? Besides, she already ate just now.

Jordan took out all the food, looked at her, and said, "Finish these, lie down, and sleep for a while."

Looking up at him, Ivelle held her breath for a long time and said, "Jordan, are you raising pigs? How can you ask me to finish eating so many food?"

He nodded and raised his eyebrows. "Well, there are two of you!"

She dug her own hole.

"I can't finish it." After a pause, she continued, "Besides, I have to go back to my office to take care of matters."

He said nothing, went to the boss' chair, sat down, then made a phone call.

Before long, Kyle Branson came up with a stack of papers, looked at Ivelle and Jordan, then said vaguely, "Director, these are the documents you need to sign, and the AC is almost finished. Take a look."

Kyle put the file down, looked at Ivelle, and winked.

Ivelle knew what Kyle meant. She just wanted to gossip about her relationship with Jordan. Ivelle covered all the untouched breakfast on the table and handed some to her. "I see, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Come on, you eat more."

Seeing that she had stuffed so many things for her, she shook her head. Ivelle leaned against her ear and whispered, "I helped at that time, so please don't refuse."

Kyle replied, "Director, I can't eat that much."

"It's all right. There are too many people in the office. Let's eat together."

After stuffing breakfast to her, Ivelle sat back on the sofa and looked back at Jordan who was looking at her with motionless black eyes.

Ivelle said in a moment of guilt, "What's the matter?"

"What shall I eat?" He opened his mouth with a smile at the corners of his mouth.

She was stupefied and stared at him. "You haven't eaten yet?"

It went without saying that he raised his eyebrows.

She held her head and looked at a cup of fruit shake she had drunk on the table. She motioned, "Do you drink it?"

It was really casual to say that he was addicted to cleanliness and never touched other people's things, not to mention that she had drunk it, too.

"Hmm!" He opened his mouth, got up, walked over, then sat down next to her. He really picked up a fruit shake then drank it.

Looking at the lipstick mark she left on the straw, it was so held by him.

She couldn't help feeling strange for a moment.

"What do you think?" As he spoke, he put his hand around her waist, touched her belly with his palm, rubbed it slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had just gained weight!

With a pale look at him, she pushed him away and looked down through the documents. On Astley's audit, the credit side was over, and the AC side was still waiting for her to sign.

He then glanced at the audit statement and said casually, "Has Kian's audit been handed over to AC?"

Ivelle nodded, signed the information she had read in her hand, and went on to read the next one.

He gave a hum, looked through several documents, looked at her, and said, "Who are you going to hand over this project to?"

She was stupefied, "Kyle, I've been busy recently, so you're basically in charge. Why?"

Seeing that his eyes were dark, he thought something was wrong. He read again some of the documents he had read before and saw that there was no problem.

She was a little confused for a moment.

Seeing her waiting for an answer, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Give me a kiss and I'll tell you!"

"What a bore!" she ignored him. She had read almost all the documents carefully. There was no problem. He had always been suspicious.

He put the papers down, took all the papers she had to sign, and said, "I'll take a look at these first. I'll sign them. You go inside and have a rest."