The Woman From Hell

Jordan obviously knew something had happened between me and Shannon. He smiled at me. "Looking for Shannon?"

"Yeah. Alas, she won't see me."

I brought it upon myself. I could not blame anyone.

He opened the door and said, "Shannon's still mad. I keep hearing her whine these past few days. She's an emotional person. I'm sure you have a better understanding of her."

I nodded. "Of course. I already told her I'll wait for her here."

Jordan's mouth twitched into a smile when he heard this. "How long are you going to wait here? Come in. She talks tough, but she's a softie. You guys will be able to talk better once you meet."

I smiled as I looked at Jordan. He was about to lead me inside, so I hurriedly got up and picked up the small chair as I followed him in. "Will Shannon be even madder with me coming in like this?"

"It's fine. Besides, you two have to see each other eventually, no?" he asked back.

"Yeah." I nodded heavily.

all else failed, I would let her hit me until

led me into the living room when the housekeeper came up and greeted us. "Sir. Miss Lane?" The housekeeper was surprised when she saw me behind Jordan. She then glanced at

Jordan, but her face immediately darkened when she saw me. "Who allowed you to let her in?" she asked

inside. Why not just talk it out?" Jordan softened his voice as he advised

not even bothering to give me

long. Don't tell me you want the relationship to just

en

first. That being the case, why should I hold onto her while she keeps giving me the cold shoulder?" While I felt somewhat terrible, this was an outcome I had to bear. I would not run

"Shannon, I-"

to hear what you have to say. Leave." Shannon

my mouth. I looked at Shannon's furious profile, feeling like a stone was stuck in my throat. "Jordan, you're my husband. Why are you speaking up for her?

crying over spilled milk. Shannon wanted to explain herself,

lowered his head, his tone a little lonely when

waved my hand at Jordan, and he walked over to me. "Let me