Chapter 223. Halfway Enemy Named Alice – Part 4

Jordan's face grew darker and darker and it was frighteningly cold.

"Why should you be so bitter? At least what I'm holding in my arms is something you can't touch for the rest of your life. I'm much more practical than your wishful thinking!"

The man's mouth was poisonous enough. When he hung up the phone, Jordan raised his hand and tucked the hair behind Ivelle's ear, but there was no sign of anger in his eyes. He just said. "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow."

She pursed my lips. Ivelle felt tired so she just closed her eyes and prepared to rest.

She slept soundly that night.

The next day, she woke up energized.

Jordan already changed his clothes in the bedroom and his muscular body sat on the vanity chair beside their bed. Ivelle was clueless whether he was working or looking up information on the laptop.

When he saw her awake, he put down his laptop, got up, and walked up to her. He stooped on Ivelle's forehead and ki