Chapter 259: Chapter 259

###Chapter 258 Those Who Have Left Have Come Back - Part 6

The question in Ivelle Astley's mind appears repeatedly. Why do we have to do this in the end? Is it because we don't love each other?

What he sees is endless darkness.

His eyes were lonely and ridiculous.

She couldn't help smiling and looked at the faint sneer at the corners of her mouth.

He looked at her. His eyes were deep, and he bowed his head and kissed her. "Call me!"

She curled my lips, tilted her head to one side, closed her eyes, and stopped looking at him.

His relaxed lips lingered in her ear, and his voice softened a little. "Ivelle, call me!"

She was silent, thinking about how to escape. She is worth waiting for him and telling him how much she loved him.

But she can't say it. She has buried too many things in her heart these years. He shielded and cared for Nicole again and hurt her repeatedly.

These are all in her heart. These things began to take root and began to reproduce more intensely.

Love where there is such a great, selective interpersonal circle. Anyone can keep it forever, or it also can be replaceable.

"Jordan, let's get a divorce!" This sentence has been said by Ivelle rationally.

He stiffened and pushed her away. He was pulling his clothes impassively.

"Are you serious?" He opened his mouth, a pair of black eyes fell on her, looking incredibly depressed.

She curled her lips and nodded to his dark eyes. "Let's all calm down for a while. Maybe we were wrong from the beginning. Grandpa thought we were right, but actually, we are not at all. My feelings for you may not be love in the first place, but just admiration. And you may just feel guilty about me because you snubbed me for a long time."

There is no love between us, only bits and pieces that fit together.

He spoke, and the gloom on his face was like a dark cloud that had accumulated for a long time. "No love!"

He was more likely to say this to himself. 'I have been thinking about how many couples in the world have been involved in all their lives because of appropriate responsibilities. How those so-called couples who love each other spend their life together?'

Perhaps, there is no such thing as love in this world. Everything is just temporary.

He forced her into a corner with a merciless sneer on his face. "Can you tell me what love is?" What do you mean by love? You divorce one by one, and it's none of your business. Do you think I deserve to be abused by you when I protect you? "

Her eyes were low, and her legs were weak. She slid down the cold wall and folded her arms around her legs. "Your beloved pet is lying in the hospital."

"Oh!" He sneered. "Do you have to cling to the past?" If you have to force me to kill Nicole, is that called love? Ivelle, how bad are you in your heart to deal with things so extreme? "

She pursed her lips, stared at her toes, and looked up at him, "The first day you met me?"

He laughed angrily. "What about that?"

She calmed down and looked at him, faintly. "Since we can't avoid each other's hurdles, we'll get divorced. I don't want anything from the Astley family. I'll transfer Samson's Electronics from my name to you. You don't have to give me the house and car. After all, we don't have children now. Since we all think it's wrong to leave now, it's not too late to start from scratch."

"It's not too late, right?" Jordan slammed the lamp on one side to the ground and was furious. "What does it mean to be in time?" You are the only one who can let go. Why can't I let go?"

She was a little tired and felt that she couldn't get out of a dead-end.

Jordan's temper seems to have reached its limit. She can't tell which sentence is angry and right at this time.

She pushed him away, stood up against the wall, and said faintly, "I'll go out and live. I'll talk about divorce when we calm down."

She held the man down. His relaxed lips pressed against the corner of her mouth. His lips stayed at her mouth, and his voice was remarkably restrained, "Have you ever loved me?"

Her heartfelt as if she had been punched so hard that she couldn't breathe. "Does it make sense?"

"Yes!" He kissed her with repressed emotion, "After the divorce, are we never going to get another chance?"

She said, "No!" There are no people who get together again after divorce since they don't like divorce. They will not fall in love with each other in the future.

"Oh!" He sneered, "So why do I want a divorce?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't love. I'll give you time. One day you'll be tempted. You'd better forget all about Aaron. Even if he's alive, I can't give you a chance to be with him. Ivelle, you can only be mine!"

He pulled at his clothes, dressed neatly, and gave her a cold, indifferent look. "Stay there!"

Why did it end up like this?

Marcela came up and saw her squatting on the ground for a long time at a loss. She couldn't help sighing, "You both always fighting."

"Marcela, I want to be quiet!"She opened her mouth, got up, and went out of the study room. She went straight into the bedroom and locked the door.

Lying in bed in the middle of the night, she was suddenly awakened by a nightmare.

There was no one around her. She got up and poured a glass of water. She looked at the time, and it was three o'clock in the morning. She probably couldn't sleep if she continued to sleep.

Ivelle didn't eat anything in the evening. She opened the door and went downstairs. Marcela left food in the kitchen. She ate a little, but she lost my appetite.

When she went upstairs, she consciously took a look at the study room. No one was there, and everything that had been smashed in the room had been cleaned up.

It seems that Jordan didn't come back all night. When she went back to the room, she read the e-mail from Samson's Electronics.

It wasn't long before the weather got cold, and the second heavy snow in the capital came as promised.

The whole yard was covered with snow, and someone in the villa got up early and began to shovel snow for fear of traffic jams.

When Marcela came, she was stunned to see that Ivelle had got up and said, "It has been closed in recent years, and many people have begun to buy New year's goods and window stickers. Ivelle, let's go for a walk together and see what New year's goods we want to buy."

She smiled. "I still have something to do in the afternoon. I can't go. Have Jordan booked your flight back to Hempstead?"