You Are The Pursuit of My Life novel Chapter 82

"Miss Nelson, now you know why I object to your relationship with Jordan. It is not because you are a single mother or a divorcee, but because you are the daughter of someone Jordan hates the most. Because of your mother, Jordan has lost his father since he was a child. If he knows that you are the daughter of the woman who snatches his father away, what will he think?"

Pedro's voice was like a strained foghorn, slow but powerful; every word of his was devastating. "Think it over. If you can be with Jordan without feeling guilty, I won't object to your relationship. But you can't hide the truth. Otherwise, when Jordan learns it..."

Irene tried her best to keep herself calm, but tears still welled up her eyes. It was such a huge blow to her. She didn't want to cry in front of outsiders, hence she stood up and bid goodbye to Pedro. Looking at her straightened back, Pedro's heart couldn't help aching for her.

"Jordan, I have always been afraid of liking you. It's because I am afraid that I will lose myself again, and I am worried that you will betray me. But now, what reason do I have to like you and accept your love?" Irene muttered silently.

"Sorry, Jordan. I can't accept your love because I don't deserve it! I don't deserve it!"

In fact, the bitterness and pain in her heart at this moment were threatening to engulf her whole. However, only she knew how difficult it was to maintain her steady pace as she marched out of the tea room.

She took her bag quietly and went downstairs; Jordan stood beside a car and beamed at her. Looking at his bright smile, Irene felt more miserable.

She walked toward Jordan step by step, but every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. It was a short distance, but it felt like eternity.

Jordan opened the car door for her, and Irene got in the car mutely. He followed her and looked at her with a smile. "Why didn't you pick up my call last night?"

"My phone was out of battery," Irene answered.

"I had a rough night. I couldn't fall asleep all of a sudden. I wanted to talk to someone, but I couldn't get through your number. I ended up having a really bad insomnia. You have to compensate me for not picking up the call!" Irene turned her head and hugged him suddenly. She brought her lips to Jordan's and kissed him. Obviously, Jordan was shocked by her initiative. After a while, he began to respond to her.

Finally, the two of them separated from each other. "If it weren't daytime now, I would have 'eaten' you right now!" Jordan gasped.

Irene looked at his handsome face and felt great pain inwardly. She concealed her own emotions and drawled, "Jordan, I have thought about it. We do not suit each other. Let's break up!"

"What did you say?" Jordan's eyes widened. He almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Irene had just kissed him, but she told him that she wished to break up with him the next second. Her capriciousness was f*cking believable.

"I said, we're not suitable for each other. Let's break up!"

Jordan's face darkened. "Irene, are you joking?"

"I'm not joking. I've thought it over. We're indeed not suitable for each other. It's better to end it now than be hurt in the future."

"Not suitable? Why did you agree to date me in the beginning if we're not? Irene, I'm warning you, I'm not a nobody. Since you get yourself involved with me, don't think about running away!"

"Jordan, let me go!" Irene lowered her head.

"Let you go? Am I a monster? Am I that scary?" Jordan glared at Irene.

"I can't convince myself to accept a man who had countless women. I think you are filthy!" hissed Irene.

"You!" Jordan was gasping. How could Irene say that he was filthy?! How dared she?!

Jordan raised his fist. For a second, Irene thought that he would punch her. She closed her eyes subconsciously, only to hear a bang. When she opened her eyes, she realized Jordan had hit the window with his fist.

His hand was cut open and was bleeding. It pained Irene to see him being in such a state; she reached out her hand by instinct. Jordan's eyes lit up at once, thinking that things were going to change for the better. But the next second, Irene suddenly changed her action. She quickly opened the bag in her hand and took out a letter. "This is my resignation letter. I hope you can approve my request."

Irene tried her best to sound as cold and calm as possible. Only God knew how painful her heart was when she said those words.

She knew very well how good Jordan had treated her. He had given her strength when she was in her most challenging and helpless state, but she was not destined to be with him.

"Irene! Is someone threatening you?" Jordan grabbed her shoulders, and the blood on his hand dripped on Irene's clothes. "Did Joanne threaten you again?"

"No, no one threatened me. I just feel that we are not suitable for each other. I can't get past that thought! For me, men are like toothbrushes, and they can't be shared. I can't accept the fact that you used to be with so many women."

Jordan's expression changed; he was hurt. She found him filthy. He knew well how many ridiculous things he had done in the past. Irene was not wrong!

He let go of Irene's shoulder dejectedly. She then put the resignation letter in front of him. "Mr. Reed, I hope you can approve my resignation as soon as possible. I believe you will not be as childish as before and threaten me with another contract, right?"

Jordan was so furious that veins started popping on his forehead. He stared at Irene with bloodshot eyes. Yet, Irene did not budge; she mustered up the courage to look into his eyes.

Looking at the indifference in her eyes, Jordan was finally defeated.

"Get out of the car!" he barked ruthlessly. Irene opened the car door, but before she could steady her stance, he sped away.

Looking at his car disappearing from her sight, she burst into tears. "Jordan, I'm sorry! It's me who doesn't deserve you. It's my fault! I'm sorry!"

The afternoon sun was scorching. Joanne was resting under a giant umbrella in the garden with her eyes closed. She was on cloud nine. A while ago, she had gone to the Reed family to visit Pedro, who had just returned from San Fetillo. Pedro had told her that Irene would certainly leave Jordan.

Pedro was indeed admirable. What did he have up his sleeve to make Irene back off? Joanne could not help thinking of Irene's uncompromising attitude towards her previously. "Irene, you lose again!"

Pedro was sitting contentedly in the garden as he took a sip of his tea. Ivan came in a hurry and shouted from a distance, "Master Pedro, Mr. Jordan is back!"

Pedro did not react until Ivan walked up to him and repeated himself. Pedro finally asked, "Is Jordan back?"

"Yes, it's Mr. Jordan," answered Ivan.

"Why is he back at this time? Is it because of Irene?" Pedro was in a daze, and soon he saw Jordan striding towards his direction.

"Well played, Grandpa!" Jordan walked to Pedro and sat down next to him. He then poured himself a cup of tea.

Pedro remained silent, and he had guessed the reason why Jordan came back. It must be because of Irene.