Chapter 11. Doubtful Thoughts

She shook off her hand without much effort, but a sharp pain ran down her jaw to the bottom of her heart.

It hurts so much that she curled up her toes.

She had not recovered from the rain. He suddenly let go, and as soon as she softened, she fell into his arms.

He hugged her in his arms and exercised for years. She could feel the strength of her muscles close to his body. She didn't have much power, and she didn't want to quarrel with him at this time. She just closed her eyes and leaned against him.

"I've grown up, and I still know how to play dead!" Her low voice was heard in her ear, with unquenchable anger.

He gave her a few heavy pats on the cheek, which hurt a little, but she did feel a bit uncomfortable at this time and didn't want to open her eyes.

Seeing that Jordan Astley did not respond, perhaps his conscience filled Ivelle up and then took her back to her bedroom.

She thought he was too lazy to take care of her. He didn't want to