###Chapter 77 You Need Me To Sleep With

###Chapter 77 You Need Me To Sleep With

Jordan Astley's office was very large, and there was a lounge in the inner office, which was well equipped.

Ivelle Astley twisted her eyebrow and said, "I'm not sleepy!"

However, he did not intend to pay attention to her at all as he took her into the lounge. The weather was a little hot so he turned on the air conditioner, "Lie down and have a good sleep." He then took her cell phone away while she was talking.

"Jordan! Can you tell what time is it? How can I sleep? I get up late in the morning and so I am not sleepy."

He looked at her and said, "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Speechless, she climbed into bed angrily, pulled the quilt over her head, and said, "I'll sleep now so you can go out."

Faintly came his laughing voice, "Good!"

Before long, there was no movement in the lounge. She thought he was gone. She lifted the quilt and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Was it because of guilt that Jordan changed?

Could a marriage without love really last a lifetime?

She was a little distracted. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. She couldn't sleep at all. She got up to look for her cell phone and thought that she seemed to have left it outside just now.

After getting out of bed, she stretched out and went out. Jordan was not in the office.

She looked around and saw someone behind the curtains on the balcony. She took her phone and was about to go in.

She couldn't help hearing the voice of Jordan on the phone. "Is everything all right with her?"

Not knowing what was said over there, he said, "Well, take her to sit down then check her. Wrap up her bruises, then send her back to the pear orchard when it's done."

It was Nicole Blakely.

Yes, how could she forget that she was injured at the same time that Nicole was also injured, so it was needless to say that he was most worried.

To Ivelle, he had no love, but only responsibility.

Jordan probably didn't expect her to suddenly come out from the balcony and see her standing. He frowned slightly, "Why don't you have a good rest?"

She raised her hand and motioned to her phone, "I'll get it!"

"Rest doesn't mean playing with mobile phones."

"Hmm!"

When she went back to the break room, she was a little distracted.

Fortunately, Ivelle as a pregnant woman was sleepy and stayed for a while, then she fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already afternoon. When she heard a quarrel outside, she got out of bed. She may have slept for a long time and her head felt uncomfortable.

She opened the door and saw Jordan Astley and Kian Hastings fighting each other. She didn't know what they were arguing about. Anyway, when they saw her coming out, they stopped.

Jordan threw a stack of documents to Kian, and his voice was a little cold. "Don't kill yourself through your own doing. I hope you don't do the same thing."

Picking up the papers, Kian glared at Ivelle solemnly, and then left without saying a word.

She was a little confused. Did she show up at a bad time?

"Why are you in a daze?" Jordan said, leaning on the boss' chair with his slender body, and stretching out his hand at her lazily, "Come here!"

She went to him and sat down on his lap. She was tired of saying, "I've slept too much. I feel a little uncomfortable!"

He smoothed the hair in her ear and pressed his face against her neck. "It's all right. I'll go for a walk later. What would you like to eat?"

"I'm not hungry!" She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She had slept for three or four hours. No wonder she felt sick.

He handed her a glass of water. "Dean Blakely just called and invited us to dinner this evening. Would you like to go?"

She was stupefied, took a sip of water, then put the cup on the table, "Did you say yes?"

He had deep black eyes and nodded slightly. "Well, I wanted to take you somewhere good to eat."

That was a good excuse.

He was a big CEO who wanted a pregnant woman to eat something good, so that he didn't have to ask someone else for dinner.

"You make the decision." She got up and tugged at her pressed clothes. "I'll go back to the office."

The day she came to the company, she spent most of her time on resting and didn't do any serious work.

He happened to have a phone call. He looked at her and nodded. "Go ahead. I'll pick you up later."

Back in the office, Kyle Branson looked a little pale. When she saw Ivelle, she smiled forcefully, looked at her, and said, "Director!"

"What's the matter?" After glancing at the empty desk, it felt rare that there were no documents today. Ivelle casually asked, "Why are there no papers to deal with today?"

Kyle bowed her head and was in a low mood. "AC's file was typed back by Boss Astley and he asked them to do it again."

"Kian's audit was asked to be redone?"

"Hmm!"

"What does Jordan mean?"

She nodded. "Hmm!"

Just now in Jordan's office, Kian's cautious face showed some understanding. It turned out that this was the case.

"Do you know why?" It was impossible for Jordan to ask others to increase their workload for no reason.

"It seems that something went wrong during the AC audit, which is not a big problem, but Mr. Astley seems to be very angry." Kyle hesitated, as his eyes dodged.

Ivelle did not continue to ask since Jordan asked to do it again. It was useless for her to say anything and he knew it.

"Hmm!" In response, she poured the mineral water that had been on the table for several days on the balcony on the table. Thinking about Samson's Electronics, she said, "Is there a problem with Samson's Electronics?"

"No, the market responded well, but there seems to be something wrong with Samson's Electronics."

She was stupefied and so she looked at him. "What's the matter?"

"A city has a technology company that is preparing to buy them recently! The senior leaders of Samson's Electronics are discussing it, so some agree and some oppose it."

Kyle had been keeping an eye on this, and Ivelle nodded, "Go to someone tomorrow to ask about the specific situation of that company in City A, and then make an appointment for me to meet with Samson's Electronics as soon as possible."

Jordan paid attention to Samson's Electronics, as it should also have the meaning of acquisition. It is estimated that the other party also took a fancy to Samson's Electronics' technical ability, so they wer in such a hurry to acquire.

After chatting for a while, he had something else to do. Ivelle turned on the computer and searched Samson's Electronics' information. Although the company was small, it had a good market capitalization, but the boss had a technical control and was not good at management. That was why such a good company could not make ends meet.

After looking carefully for a while, someone pushed the door in. It was Jordan Astley. He took off his suit coat. He was slender, tall, and straight as jade, without an inconsistent temper. At this time, he was a bit more reserved and elegant.

"What are you looking at?"

Turning off the computer, Ivelle got up and said, "Samson's Electronics. Are we going over there? Did Dean Blakely give you the address?"

He nodded and hugged her. "Well, let's go. Aren't you hungry yet?"

"No!" She didn't seem to have eaten at noon, but she didn't seem to be very hungry these days.

Jordan's car was parked in the garage. He had a shadow over the garage, so she let him drive by himself, and she went to exit the light for him.

People came and went outside the hall. Standing for a long time, her legs were a little sore, so she simply sat by the flower bed and so on.

After work time, everyone went out of the company one after another, and it was inevitable to see several familiar figures. Kyle changed into a yellowish dress and makeup, and her face was happy on the black Cadillac downstairs of the company.