Irish drove to Joseph's house early in the morning, and as soon as she entered the house, she saw Jordan sitting on the floor leisurely, leaning on the couch, and engrossed in playing gas.
It seed that he had just got up since his hair was disheveled, his upper body was naked, and he was only wearing trousers. The sunlight poured from the window, falling on him.
It seed that he had the sa habit as Joseph, and it was easy to tell from his strong shoulders and texture lines that he often went to the fitness center. He had an alluring figure and a strong aura which was inaccurate with his age.
Irish hesitated for a few seconds and then stepped forward, asking, when passing by him, "Did you eat breakfast?"
She took a look at the big screen while asking. It seed he carried the recreational machines with him at any ti, but Joseph didn't like playing gas. But she had to admit that it was heart-stirring to see the ga scene from the big screen.
Jordan glanced at Irish since he was enjoying the ga and his hands moved so fast. Then, he sneered and snorted, "I thought you wouldn't co again.
He thought that any woman who had been humiliated by him wouldn't co to him again, but it seed she was unusual.
"Why wouldn't I co?" Irish ignored his cynicism, stepping forward to him, and her figure sohow blocked his sight, but he just glanced at her, turned her head slightly, and continued playing the ga.
Irish swayed her bags and asked, "What do you want to eat?" But Jordan didn't reply to her and completely ignored her presence.
"Well, then, I will make a simple al for you. But I have to tell you first. Simple al ans instant noodles."
Jordan still kept silent.
When she was about to go to the kitchen and cook for him, he suddenly said very impolitely, "Leo told that you are not my brother's mistress? Well, then, who are you? Are you a woman only for my brother's physiological needs?"
He said very unkindly with a harsh and impolite tone, like a myriad of needles pricking into Irish's heart. She stopped while her shoulders were a little bit frozen and then she looked back at Jordan who showed a faint smile and was still focused on his ga. He didn't take her seriously at all.
"What's wrong? Do you think only a legal wife is worthy of your brother? I think Ruby doesn't have so much ti." She replied indifferently. She was angry when she heard his words, but she knew he intended to annoy her. Moreover, he was still an innocent boy, so she didn't want to argue with him.
Joseph should be responsible for Jordan's rebellious character. She had seen many rebellious young adolescents before, and so were even more excessive than Jordan, but most of them were influenced by their family environnt. They acted in this way because they hoped to get attention from their family mbers.
Following Joseph's parenting style, most of the grown-up children would develop towards two extres, either introverted or rebellious and wildly arrogant, while Jordan belonged to the latter.
Hearing the indifferent reply from Irish, he suddenly stopped the ga, turned to her with disdainful eyes, and snorted, "I have never seen such a shaless woman before."
"Shaless? Do you an that I destroyed your brother's marriage?"
"What do you think?" Jordan sneered at her.
"Then can I say that you care about your brother very much?" Irish asked in reply.
Perhaps, Jordan didn't expect that she would hit him back calmly, and he turned speechless suddenly. His mouth was open slightly while his face went pink, which looked even more handso from a distance. Irish was not anxious but waited for his answer patiently.
After a while, he raised his voice and replied, "A shaless woman like you can put your foot in another's marriage. His voice sounded anxious, and it seed that he could hardly retain his composure.
"Anyone can't put a foot into a couple's marriage if they love each other, but couples without love will be separated finally."
Jordan pursed his lips into a thin line and said harshly after a minute, "bitch!" After finishing his words, he continued playing his ga, pressing the ga button to make a loud noise to release his anger.
However, Irish still replied to him calmly, "What a regret that you have to be taken care of by a bitch." Then she walked to the kitchen.
She ca here today, not because she was diligent. In fact, she didn't have to co to care for him today since he was already twenty years old and could manage his life. But she had a dream last night in which she was still a small girl and squatted in a dark corner, crying and overwheld by desperation. She cried for a long ti, and finally, a boy ca to her, chatting with her and holding her hands. His hands ward her heart gradually.
He told her not to be afraid and said he would take care of her. To her surprise, after hearing this, her fear had disappeared.
When she was about to see what the little boy looked like, the magpies outside the window woke her up. The crows and magpies were all flying in the sky in this season, and she couldn't figure out whether it was an ill on or a blessing.
She was confused in bed for a long ti, and she began to ponder the aning of her dream when she was washing her face. And finally, she figured out why she wasn't scared in her dream, because the little boy was Joseph.
She thought it was a must because she missed him so much.
Therefore, Irish hastily rushed here after dressing up because she thought Joseph had accompanied her in her dream, so she had to help him take care of his younger brother.
When passing through the living room, she was shocked since she saw a few plates with so odds and leftover als lying on the table.
Irish stepped closer and looked at it, finding the forks were dispersed on the table. She stared at the ss for a while, then put her bag on the table and turned to the kitchen.
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