Chapter 294: Chapter 294

###Chapter 293 Secret Man – Part 5

Ivelle moved her lips and said, "Liam Weld bought some crayfish, and I brought them back. Do you want to eat?"

He looked at me and answered, "I want to eat you more now."

She was stupefied at his answer and looked at him obliviously for a moment. But she subconsciously got up and went into the bathroom.

Before the water was heated, Ivelle stood under the shower and washed desperately.

Jordan knocked on the door outside the bathroom. In a low voice, he said with an order, "Ivelle, come out!"

She pursed her lips and her heart was still blocked. Ivelle took a deep breath and crouched on the ground with her body being hugged by her arms.

Tears were like broken lines. She could not control herself at all.

Maybe after what happened last time, he changed the bathroom door in advance so that he could open it even if it was locked. He came in and turned off the shower. He looked at me with his low eyes. They were both scarlet and red.

Ivelle buried her head between her legs and said in despair, "There's no way I can get through this. I just can't get through it and no one can let it go."

Jordan crouched on her and raised his hand. He traced and fixed her messy hair and sighed slightly. "Ivelle, people can't live in the past all the time and we won't live the way we want all our lives to be. But I will try my best. I will try my best to make your life the way you wanted it to be and will make sure that the occasional pain you are in right now will be relieved slowly. No matter what you have experienced and what you have become, I will always love you as long as you are still you. We will keep trying to keep going. "

She looked up at him and opened her mouth to speak but she couldn't say a word.

After a long time, Jordan pulled her up. She dried her with a bath towel and hugged her, leading her out of the bathroom. He slowly put her on the bed and soothed her, while saying, "Close your eyes and get some sleep now."

He got up and went to the bathroom, and after a while, she heard the sound of the water in the bathroom. Ivelle laid in bed and couldn't close her eyes or even make herself fall asleep.

Her heart was so blocked like it was a wound riddled with holes after being stabbed countless times. They were all old wounds and the slight breathing wound broke open, and then the pain began to spread.

It was still early. Jordan came out of the bath while he was drying his body. After that, he just laid in bed and continued reading.

Ivelle could not sleep. She did not want to do anything.

For a long time, he put down his book and looked sideways at her. He asked, "What are you thinking?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him. She pursed her lips and answered, "Jordan, when are you going to take it off?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

"I checked and said that wearing the ligature ring for a long time is not good for your health. You are a man and the only child of the Astley family. If Grandpa knew anything about that, he would blame me!"

Ivelle knew Jordan did it for her but the price was too high. Even though they were avant-garde, they still lived in this land, inheriting the wealth and knowledge of their ancestors, and they were not qualified to rely on their own will. If they cannot continue their culture and life, what was it for them to live for the rest of their lives at this time?

He raised his hand and held me closer to him. His body temperature was extraordinarily high, and the hot temperature was close to me was especially warm. "Ivelle, we don't to be so great. We don't need to think about so many people. All you need to think about is yourself. When you are in good health, we will discuss whether we want it or not, okay?"

She curled her lips and felt guilty after all. Ivelle laid in his arms with a muffled voice, "I seem to have made my life more and more chaotic."

"If you have me, there will be no confusion. Don't think too much about it!" He put his arms around her in a gentle way and he spoke using his peaceful voice as if everything were fine.

That night, he just put his arms around her and did nothing.

The next day.

Ivelle opened my eyes and it was still dark. She thought it was still four or five o'clock in the morning. Jordan was still fast asleep. She wanted to close her eyes and sleep again, but she still could not fall asleep again. So, she stared at the ceiling in a daze but both sides of her head hurt like it was stabbed by tiny needles. She could not help but sit up in the bed, her waist was hugged by Jordan but his eyes were closed and still sleepy.

"What's the matter?"

His eyes were closed, and his voice was low.

"Nothing, I just need to go to the bathroom!" She opened her mouth and took his hand away slightly. After that, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom. There, she then drank a glass of water.

It was obvious that there was nothing wrong with her, so there was no way for her to go through it like this, so she flipped through it on the bedside table.

She was prescribed a lot of sleeping pills to her doctor in order to fall asleep.

"What are you looking for?" Jordan opened his eyes. It was evident that his black eyes were black and bright.

Ivelle folded my lips and said, "I'm just looking for something. Did I wake you up?"

He shook his head, reached out, and pulled her into bed. "I threw away the medicine. I said you can't be so dependent on it that you mustn't take it often."

He graciously said it but her eyebrow pain was killing her. Ivelle raised her hand to pinch them because she was particularly irritable, "Then, I will just have to eat once if I couldn't!"

She would break down if she did not eat again. Ivelle could not control her emotions every night and the next day.

His eyes were so deep that he stretched out his hand and tightened her up. His thin lips fell on her eyes and kissed her shallowly all the way. Maybe it was because I stayed up late, so she did not feel anything at all.

Jordan also noticed that her voice was hoarse. He said, "Bring over Blossom at night."

Ivelle pursed her lips and subconsciously raised her hand to push him away but was still held by him.

His actions were too much.

He laid with warm eyes, "Don't you want to try it?"

Her memory of that night was completely blank, but those condoms left on the ground were particularly real.

Seeing that her mind was distracted, Jordan took Ivelle's hand and took a bite on it using his mouth. "Mind-wandering at this time?"

As soon as she was pulled back to reality, she regained her mind and her face was so hot.

"I-"

Thinking that he had just had an operation and could not do that "thing" violently he would just press her hand and flushed. "No!"

He stopped the midway of her sentence, his eyes very dark. "It's come to this. Do you think I can control it?"

Ivelle pursed her lips and looked a little pale, "But Jordan, I really didn't want to."

He froze and slightly oblivious for a few seconds, then he let me go. He got up and went into the bathroom.

He made a series of movements smoothly.

Ivelle shifted her gaze and looked outside. It was already morning. With a slight sigh, she got up and went downstairs. Her head was still buzzing with pain. If it went on like this, it would really drive me crazy.

When she went downstairs, their servant at home asked for a leave, so she went into the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator. There was almost everything in it.