JORDAN
Chapter 11's

Lionara blinked his eyes that were painful because of the light of the lights that directly pierced into his eyes. He closed his eyes, and then opened them again, rediscovering the all-white walls that covered his entire eye. His gaze was still dimly lit, but after twitching his eyes again, everything gradually became clear. He was lying on a white bed with a matching blanket, in his left hand was an infusion needle covered with a piercing plaster there. The strong smell of medicine made him know where he was.

Lionara tried to remember what happened that caused him to end up lying on this Hospital bed. And the last thing he remembered was when he was between Jordan and the second feud

her parents. The next incident, Josep beat up Jordan as a fidelity and ended up taking a baseball bat, about to knock it on Jordan who then inexplicably made his body move impulsively protecting Jordan from the hit—covered Jordan's body with his body. The baseball hit his head.

At that instant Lionara felt a sharp pain in his head. He was about to touch his head but was blocked by something heavy. Slowly, Lionara lowered his gaze, there was a burly arm that tightly embraced his waist. Again Lionara looked up, and found the figure was Jordan who was currently sleeping. Lionara only realized on the bed of the small-sized Hospital, they slept side by side.

Lionara frowned and tried to ease the pain in his head as the wave struck back. With his hands infused, Lionara moved his fingers to his head and only then did he realize that his head was wrapped in a thick bandage, encircling there.

“Is it still sore?” rau, Jordan immediately refuted his body when he heard the Lionara ringing. “while, I call dok—”

“It's okay” between Lionara

“You sure?” his tone is still worried.

Lionara nodded, “Iya.”

Jordan took a breath. He lay on his side beside Lionara. Next to his hand stroked the bandage on Lionara's head, then kissed him long ago.

“Stupid.” murmured Jordan “I told you to just watch quietly, not throw this little body of yours to protect me,”

“Then see you die silly there without a fight.” Lionara raised a flat gaze

Jordan chuckles softly, “I won't die that easy, Lion. The old man used to do it. My body is so immune. But not with this skinny body of yours.” he continued clucking in annoyance “Almost I would really kill that old man if something fatal happened to you.”

Lionara did not reply, but she listened while looking at her husband's face deeply which still looks so handsome despite being decorated with bruises and wounds.

Jordan cleared his throat, “why?”

“Actually what happened? Why are you guys like that?” slowly, Lionara asked.

“Didn't Mr Lee tell you?”

“Not everything.”

Jordan smiled lightly—her fingers caressed Lionara's cheeks, “Later on. After your condition improves.”

“I've been well” said fast

“Didn't you just grimace?” Jordan raised an eyebrow

“Just a little pain.”

Jordan clucking. He clasped Lionara's hand, uniting their fingers. “Good. But you have to stop me if your head suddenly hurts again,”

Lionara.

Then silence. Jordan seemed to be composing words while looking up at the ceiling of the room, while Lionara waited.

“Daddy is a jerk. Dad and Mom got married because they got married. Mom loved the old jerk very much, but the damn fool didn't. Instead, he loves another woman and remains in a secret relationship with his first love even though there is already a wife. He accepted marriage in order to gain the inheritance and power of his grandfather, and that inheritance would only be handed over after I was born. Mom naively thought that after I was born, Dad would turn around to love her and leave her lover—but he didn't. He often did not come home and ignored us. Mom cried. Yes, every night I hear her miserable crying voice.”

Jordan opened his story with that bitter phrase. Lionara listened without looking with a gaze that continued to be directed at Jordan who looked drowned with the story of his past.

“Until the terrible event happened, which finally made my hatred for him unforgivable.” low, Jordan's eyes flashed horribly. Lionara watches over her husband's facial changes.

“What happened?” Lionara ventured to ask when it felt Jordan seemed reluctant to continue.

Jordan turned his head, staring intently at the green bead of Lionara. His expression turned dark.

“At the age of ten, Mom and I were kidnapped by a group of street gangs and locked us in a warehouse—right in the woods. They ask for an unreasonable sum of ransom, as the kidnapper believes Dad will definitely fulfill their request as the lives of his wife and heir are at stake. But... did you know the response of the old man?” Jordan smiled curiously

Lionara gulped his saliva—his hair was goosebumps looking at that unusual smile. But she quickly disguised her nervousness and then ventured to look at Jordan with a questioning look.

“He did not come. The bastard did not come. He. hands off. No matter.” Ogre Jordan with a tone of pain. “The kidnapper was furious. Then they took.

Moms. Dragging it and..” Jordan's voice choked heavily. The bead was tightly closed as it scratched up the bitter memory of it “..and bathed the mom in turns, right in front of my eyes.”.

Lionara. He could clearly see the look of anger and pain emanating from the body gesture of the man. His lips were filled with horror.

“Jordan...” muttered Lionara weakly.

“Not only that. They also want to destroy us by burning us alive. But out of nowhere, Mom who was almost helpless just got up and quickly took the gun of one of them. He shot originally at them, then told me to run as fast as possible from there. I-i refused. But Mom got angry and yelled at me so hard that I could run away from there. He said, I have to live.”.

Jordan was silent, only paying attention and feeling the soft touch of her tiny Lion hand wiping and stroking her face. Lionara still did not say a word. As if he understood that he did not need long words of comfort. Calm and silent. So pretty.

Then Jordan narrowed their distance.wrap his arms around Lionara's body and drowned his face in the warm embrace of his woman.

****

That morning, in the hospital garden chair, Lionara chose to sit alone—enjoying the morning air that felt refreshing after two days he just languished in his room. Lionara. Therefore he decided to go out and choose a walk around the park to breathe fresh air. While Jordan, early in the morning had already left to take care of their return plans tomorrow.

For two days this man never once moved from his side. Jordan took care of him—takes care of his needs there. From starting to feed, Lionara's body is not allowed to bathe, and if Lionara wants to go to the toilet, Jordan who will carry it there. Lionara has repeatedly protested that Jordan treated him like a cripple who could not do anything, but by annoying him the man was reluctant to listen. Jordan is not working, faithfully accompanying him. And if there is urgent work, he chose to do it there while Lionara was asleep. Lionara was only able to breathe a sigh of relief after Jordan inevitably had to go out on his own to take care of the preparation for their return.

Remembering all those events made Lionara smile. The man's attitude was like one

a husband who loves his wife very much. But actually Lionara knows, Jordan did that because of his guilt over the crazy feud between him and the father that made Lionara ended up being a victim. Jordan married her without love. And Lionara also accepted the marriage without love. Jordan needs it as a means to avenge his father.

Lionara closed his eyes tired, not until when he had to be in a cold war between

Father and son. Suddenly, the sadness slipped back into his heart. He remembered his long-lost father and mother. Both his parents loved him so much.—gave him such great affection, much different from what Jordan experienced. Jordan still has a real father, but thinks of him with a vengeance.

“Air here is much fresher than in there, isn't it?”

The rebuke made Lionara who was closing his eyes, immediately opened it quickly.the maniknya immediately met with a handsome and friendly young face with glasses. Lionara observed the man from the white coat he was wearing, he was a doctor. But this man in front of him seemed familiar…

“Hai, we meet again” the man smiled kindly. “I thought I had misunderstood people, apparently not. Thankfully” without asking permission, the man immediately sat next to Lionara

Lionara cleared his throat slowly, “You... the man at the party, right? Your name..” Lionara trying to remember

“Mike Immanuel Jefferson”

“Oh” Lionara mangosteen

“Your name?” chase Mike “that time you have not mentioned the name at all,”

“I think you already know after the commotion it”

Mike chuckles, “Not too obvious. The atmosphere there was too boisterous. That's why I want to hear it directly from you”

“Lionara Florentine.” Lionara said briefly.

“Beautiful name,” praise Mike sincerely “oh yes, what happened to your head?” Mike stared at the bandage that was coiled around Lionara's head

“Only small accident.” Lionara touched his bandage at a glance “You doctor here?”

“Temporary only. The day after I moved to Manhattan,”

“Manhattan? I also live there.”

“Really?” mike's eyes sparkled with pleasure

“Yes. Tomorrow we have to go back there,”

“We?” Mike frowning “you mean you with—“

“Arghhh...” suddenly Lionara grimaced—directly touch his head which suddenly back throbbing pain.

Reflex, Mike swiftly approached, touching both shoulders of Lionara. He looked at Lionara worriedly. “Jeez, are you okay? your head hurts? we better get in so I can check you”

“I'm fine—“

“I doctor. I know better the condition of the patient,” interrupted Mike because Lionara tried to refuse.

Without waiting for the girl's reply, Mike immediately wrapped his hands around Lionara's back and behind his knees, then lifted Lionara's tiny body into his trunk. But just as he turned around, suddenly that heavy voice instantly stopped him.

“Let me bring, my wife”

There, a few steps away from them, Jordan stood haughty with a sharp gaze that was hard to decipher.

To be continued

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