"I'll hang up for now," Jordan spoke in a low voice.

Ivelle stood behind him while looking at his broad back. She was vaguely aching in her heart. She thought she had been relieved and healed over the past four years. But she did not expect that it was just the same pain that was buried within her.

Sensing someone was behind him, he looked back. His handsome face was stained with sadness and pain.

For a moment, he was always as warm and moist as jade. Looking at me, he smiled, "You are awake. Are you hungry?"

She just shook her head and walked slowly up to him. She...