Stinging heart

After a pause, I got out of the car, went to the other side and opened the door of the car, and tugged at Jordan’s sleeve. ”Jordan!”

I’m afraid he felt sick in his stomach after drinking too much, and he couldn’t fall asleep.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at me. After the speed, the black eyes swept around and said in a shallow voice, ”Did you bring me back?”

I nodded, wondering whether he was sober or drunk, and said, ”Come on down, it’s getting late!”

It’s almost the wee hours of the morning, and a pregnant woman like me really doesn’t have enough energy to stay with him.

He sat up straight. His slender body leaning on the seat. He did not seem to come and he’s not speaking. A pair of black eyes are open, looking around at people and animals, but knowing his temper, it’s cloudy and sunny.

After thinking about it, he said, ”Do you want me to help you down?”

”I can bask in the sun!” He spoke and sat still in the car.

I was shocked by what he said, and now I’m also basking in the sun.

He is very drunk.

”Well, take your time!” I really didn’t have the energy to accompany him around here, and I was so uncomfortable that I went straight back to the villa.

After entering the bedroom, I lay down and slept for a while. I saw that there seemed to be no movement in the hall. I was a little worried that he would run around in the middle of the night. What if after I ran out, he had an accident?

Struggling, tossing to the left and right, I finally got up and went downstairs. But I was surprised. I didn’t know when he had entered the villa and lay on the sofa in the hall.

All right, I can rest easy on now.

After tossing about in the middle of the night, I slept like a dead, and it was already afternoon when I woke up.

Because I had an appointment with Dean Blakeley, I got up and washed briefly and then hurried out the door. By the time I arrived at the company, Dean Blakeley was already waiting in the office.

When he saw me, he got up with a smile and said, ”I’m sorry if I have to delay your work, Miss Astley.”

I was in a hurry, and I took a slow breath and asked Kyle to pour us a glass of water, and then we signed the completion and transfer contract.

When the business was done, Dean Blakeley said on his own initiative, ”It’s already noon, and Miss Astley hasn’t eaten yet. Why don’t we have dinner together? My wife has always wanted to thank you. I wonder if you have spare time.”

Originally, it was nothing, but when I saw Kyle looking at me, he seemed to have something to say. I smiled and said, ”Dean Blakeley, you are polite and generous. If you say it should be me, then let’s do it this way. I’ll find ample time at some other time and I’ll go and have dinner with you and your wife. It’s just that I really can’t get away today. I hope you understand.”

Hearing this, Dean Blakely nodded and didn’t say much, and then he left after a few more minutes.

I looked at Kyle and saw her and said, ”Director, Mr. Astley asked you to come to his office and find him.”

He wants me to look for him?

Surprised, I twisted my eyebrow and said, ”Is there anything wrong with our department’s work recently?” Generally speaking, Jordan won’t ask me to come to the company if he has personal business.

Unless it’s about work!

Kyle nodded. ”With regard to Dean Blakeley’s business, the financial side has gone to General Astley, and Mr. Astley seems to be very unhappy. He asked you to go to the president’s office.”

”Okay,” I answered her plainly and I went straight to the top floor.

Jordan is in his office area and he’s giving me this cold and serious glance. He’s giving me a cold atmosphere in the summer.

The entire office area is cold. I looked around and saw that the door to the conference room was closed. Brad saw me and said, ”Director Astley, Mr. Astley is in a meeting with Mr. Hastings and Dr. Wesley.”

I nodded and thought to myself, Dr. Wesley, I know Mr. Hastings is always cautious.

I went to the sofa in the hall and looked at the time. It was already noon. I went out in a hurry in the morning. I didn’t eat anything, and I was so hungry that my stomach is aching.

Brad poured me a glass of water and said coldly, ”Director Astley, just a moment, and the president will take about half an hour.”

I took the water cup, ignored his coldness, and asked, ”Mr. Silverman, has Mr. Astley been drinking a lot lately?”

Yesterday Maisie said that Jordan often went to the bar. I couldn’t help asking Jordan why he got drunk.