"Give Jonathan some trouble." Jordy hardened his voice.
He didn't want to see that man!
Harold paused to respond.
Carlos smiled but said nothing.
Then they left one after the other.
Soon, there were only Jordy and Gloria left in the room.
Usually, Gloria was snippy and kept her distance from Jordy when he was around.
But now, Gloria, who was in a coma, seemed much tenderer than when she was awake.
Fortunately, her fair face was unhurt.
Jordy rested his hand on her cheek.
Her skin was so delicate that his long bony fingers touched it for a little longer.
But the next moment, having realized what he was doing, Jordy changed color and immediately removed his hand from her face.
His brow furrowed, and he gazed coldly at her.
Gloria was his… ex-wife.
Jordy did not say a word with his brows knitted. How he was feeling right now was indescribable. No one understood him.