This was so awkward!

When he came out of the bathroom, Jordan was already dressed and saw that Ivelle was wrapped in a bath towel. His eyes were deep and he said, "Tomorrow, the company will have annual leave. Let's go to see our aunt and then go back to Hempstead."

"No!" She spoke with a pale face. "I've booked a flight for today."

"Then return it!" He spoke in a frighteningly cold voice.

She pursed her lips, frowned, put up with it, and said, "You can come tomorrow. It's troublesome even if you take a leave."

He looked at her, and his slender hand reached out to her. She...