###Chapter 92 Be Yourself

###Chapter 92 Be Yourself

Jordan hugged her a little tight as she leaned against his arms. Deep inside, Ivelle could not help but laugh as she thought that men were really weak against a woman's alluring ways.

But upon noticing that his strength was a little heavy, she was stunned. Jordan held her cheeks and made her face his dark eyes.

He said coldly, "Ivelle, this is not you. You have to be yourself!"

She couldn't help but pout her lips upon hearing that. She looked at him angrily and said, "Why is it that Nicole can say something like this, while I can't?"

It was strange that she can't just pretend to be pitiful.

He laughed and patiently told her, "You already have me. So you don't have to pretend to be pathetic, and you're not pathetic."

With that, she knew that her acting was not convincing for Jordan at all, so she just got up from his arms and went straight into the bathroom.

Sure enough, some scripts and ways were only suitable for some people.

When she came out of the bathroom, Jordan was already lying on the bed. She wiped her hair and sat in front of the dressing mirror as she was about to blow-dry her hair.

Suddenly, Jordan got up and said, "Come here!"

Ivelle thought that Jordan wanted her to come over and sleep with him. But because her hair was still wet, she frowned and said, "My hair is not dry yet!"

He gave a hum, but he still said, "Come here!"

She walked by, looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jordan pressed her on the bed, took a towel to wipe her hair, and said softly, "I always hurt my hair with a hair dryer."

Ivelle curled her lips as she reasoned, "But drying my hair with the towel would take too long."

She felt a little dizzy and sick so she said, "I'm sleepy. I have to use a hair dryer."

Jordan said nothing. He pressed her in his arms before saying, "Well, go to sleep!"

She didn't have much energy and fell asleep before she could dry her hair.

For her, life had been muddled, probably because of her pregnancy. She was often a little unstable, from the hospital prenatal examination until the child in her womb grew.

Jordan seemed to be in a good mood. He got into the car, looked at her and asked, "What do you want to eat later?"

Ivelle just shook her head and leaned weakly against the back of my chair. She weakly said, "Anything would be fine."

She didn't do anything, but she felt very tired.

Upon seeing her like that, Jordan helped her fasten her seat belt and said, "Let's go home so you could eat and have a good rest."

Ivelle nodded and closed her eyes slightly as she got ready to lean on the car seat for a while.

In the next few days, she was still feeling weak. She was now four months pregnant. Her belly was not that big yet, so she still chose to walk towards the company.

The Astley Group's audit had ended, so she was now a little more relaxed.

Kyle Branson asked her to resign because of her pregnancy, but she didn't agree to it. She then just asked that she be allowed to go home and have a rest for a while.

During the weekend, she made an appointment with Kian Hastings to ask about the factory in the southern district.

Considering that he was Jordan's brother, she knew that it would be inappropriate for her to report this matter directly to the company.

But despite that, she was prepared to talk to him in private.

They met in a coffee shop.

Inside the shop, the music was slow and she ordered a glass of juice. While they were seated, Kian looked at her cautiously and a little impatiently as he asked, "What can I do for you?"

I opened my mouth and replied to start a small talk, "Do you hate me because of Nicole or something else?"

As soon as he heard this, he was stunned. But he paused and smiled as he replied, "Is that what you came to me to talk about?"

Ivelle shook her head and said, "No."

She was a little down as she continued to say, "I was just asking. You know, people always have to move on and move forward. Jordan and I were married and it's a foregone conclusion. I know that you like Nicole. Since that's the case, why not show your heart to her and be together?"

"That's enough?" He frowned and was unhappy about what he heard. He then said "That's enough! Ivelle, don't you know where to put yourself? Do you think you're an omnipotent matchmaker? Do you think I will do that just because you said so?"

She lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

She knew she was not a good lobbyist, so she just stopped the chitchat, looked at him and said, "Well, let's talk about the factory you stopped privately in the South!"

Upon hearing this, he froze, and his eyes fell on her for a long time before he said, "I didn't expect that you would find out about all this."

She aggressively said, "I want to know why!"

Because it was about work, she knew she didn't have to be so polite and look like a hypocrite.

"Why didn't you just speak about it directly at the company? Why did you have to be this cautious and ask me first?"

Ivelle lowered her eyes and then said, "You were in charge of Samson's Electronics before, and the production in the Southern District stopped for half a year. Although I don't know where you used the funds to fill this part of the vacancy, you should not have any bad intentions, just because you can't handle it. Besides, you and Jordan are brothers. I don't want you to have unnecessary disputes in any way."

"Oh!" He sneered and said, "Oh, Ivelle! You are such as simpleton."

As he played with the two walnuts in his hand, he raised his eyebrows and ironically said, "You can talk about Samson's Electronics directly or cautiously, and he would know about it."

After a pause, he smiled and continued to say "But although I hate some things about you, I still admire you at work. You are a very good partner, but you are also an annoying person."

Ivelle always knew he was mean, but she didn't care.

Since the matter had come to that point, she knew that there was nothing else to talk about. She then said goodbye.

But when she got out of the coffee shop, Maisie called her. She immediately felt something was wrong.

Maisie asked her to go to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, she parked the car in the parking lot. She saw Maisie was sitting alone under the hospital building in a daze. She looked a little distant and helpless.

Maisie still had a medical report in her hand. And as soon as Ivelle realized the situation she was in, she immediately went to her and took the medical report directly from her hand.

She saw the medical sheet and the ultrasound film. She looked at the time shown above, and got a little confused. So she asked, "8 weeks? Whose is it?"

She knew that Maisie went out occasionally.

But she also knew that Maisie had always protected herself very well whenever she was with someone. So Ivelle thought, 'How could she get pregnant?'

Maisie bowed her head, put her hands on her head, pulled her hair and replied, "The last time you went to City An on business."

Ivelle thought about it for a moment then looked at her and asked, "What night? Were you drunk? I just didn't have time to pick you up one night, so I asked Brad Silverman to pick you up."

'But Brad was always clean and won't touch girls easily,' Ivelle thought.

Although she was having second thoughts, she still asked her "Is it Brad's?"

She was silent as if she had no intention of saying anything.

For a long time, Maisie just looked at her before she said, "I'm going to sell the Victory Apartment. Then I'm going to live in Greenville."

Ivelle nodded and said, "Well, I still have some savings here. I will respect whatever you would decide."

It seemed that Maisie wanted to keep the child. Ivelle knew her too well. They were both souls, so they would cherish the angels that God had given them.

After hearing Ivelle said that, Maisie looked a little better, took a sit next to Ivelle, put her arm on Ivelle's shoulder, and told her, "Ivelle, we would no longer be alone in the future."

Ivelle knew that what Maisie had said was true. If they each have their own child, then they won't be alone anymore.

After sitting with Maisie for a while, she drove her back, and then went straight to the company.

Because she had nothing to do with herself and just spent most of the weekend in the office, she went to see Brad. She was standing outside and was knocking for a long time before he came to the door. He was a little tired when he came to open the door for her.

He was stunned to see Ivelle so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Ivelle cheerily said, "I came to see you!" Then she put the food she brought from the fast food on his table and continued to say, "I know you haven't eaten yet, so I brought you food along the way here."