It was already early summer, but Jordan came back with coldness. As Irish opened the door, she had a coat on her. She couldn't help coughing when Jordan came in angrily.
Although she wasn't clear about what had happened, she felt it was not good. She could clearly feel the anger in Jordan's eyes, flaming fabulously.
Seeing Jordan rushing in hurriedly, Irish pulled him and lowered her voice, "It's late now. You'd better have a talk with your brother tomorrow."
Jordan took a glance at the bedroom on the floor, saying angrily, "I need to have a talk with him now!" And then he threw Irish away and went upstairs.
Irish hurriedly stopped him and patiently persuaded him, "Do not do it this way. You'd better have a rest now. It may make a noise."
"Go away!" Jordan snarled. Irish didn't like it, so she just leaned on the stairs and said, frowning, "Joseph is tired now. Could you please be more considerate?"
"He must be so since he bothers to make others unhappy." Jordan was so annoyed.
"Jordan..."
"I have enough of you." A light but menacing voice came from the second floor.
Irish raised her head and saw Joseph wearing his pajamas and looking at them. As he saw Jordan, he was disappointed.
Irish felt stressed about it.
She kept praying, "Do not quarrel. Do not quarrel."
Unlike the separate courtyard or a large villa, it was downtown. If two men quarreled, their neighbor would complain about it.
Irish had experienced their debate. They debated with louder voices, which was a nightmare for her. Tonight, she was also worried about it.
However, Jordan was so annoyed that the quarrel was unavoidable.
Seeing Joseph leave the bedroom, he pushed Irish away and climbed onto the floor. Close to Joseph, he clenched his hands, "Why did you let Horry abolish my qualification for the competition?"
As Irish heard it, she felt so stressed. She should have thought it since racing was the only reason for Jordan to question Joseph so hurriedly.
Unlike Jordan's anger, Joseph looked peaceful.
After Jordan's shouting, Joseph just took a glance at him, "Just have a talk tomorrow. Now go back to sleep."
Jordan would not listen to him.
"I will not come back without clarification." He turned out not to be easygoing.
Joseph was also unhappy, "I would like to reiterate it again. Let's talk tomorrow."
Feeling Joseph's bad mood, Irish knew that he was unhappy, so she just went upstairs and persuaded, "Jordan, listen to Joseph. He's really tired. It's before dawn now. Could you please wait for more time?"
Jordan suddenly pointed at Joseph, feeling angry, "You ask him, do I have more time?"
Irish couldn't understand, looking at Joseph.
Joseph didn't explain more and just said lightly. "You can just do what you want. Irish, go back to the bedroom." And then he just pushed her in.
Jordan didn't want him to have a rest, so he just pulled the doorknob and slammed the door quickly. He stared angrily at Joseph, "You are very clear about why I just act this way. Do you think that I want it? You are the first to make me unhappy!"
Joseph didn't talk anymore and just closed his lips tightly.
Irish feared that Joseph would hit Jordan, so she just walked forward, looking at Jordan, "Do not argue anymore, okay? How about staying in the guest's bedroom for one night? You two can have a talk later when the day breaks. Okay?"
Joseph was silent. He agreed. But Jordan just sneered, "Irish, I am the victim!" He stared at Joseph, "Are you afraid that Irish will know what you have done? You dare do something to damage your brother, what else are you concerned about?"
Joseph gave up the thought of having a rest. He just crossed his hands, seeming unhappy, "You really want to quarrel with me?"
Irish figured out Joseph's exhaustion. She also felt sorry for him.
Jordan was very angry, "Yes, if I don't express my true feelings now, I will be on the plane to go abroad. It is a one-way journey!"
Irish was really shocked by him and just looked at Joseph, surprised.
She thought he just had such an idea and would disregard it after a long time, or maybe he really doubted Jordan. They were brothers. Did he really want to be separated?
She remembered how Joseph responded when he knew Jordan would return to New York. His happiness could be figured out easily.
However, Joseph really did it, and the effect was obvious.
How come?
Joseph tried his best to keep calm, "I have arranged everything for you abroad, and you are even the owner of the house. I hope that you can make achievements."
"You hope? Should I do everything you want me to do? Have you ever asked me what I like to do?" Jordan felt hurt, "You just want me to be what you like, but have you thought of my feelings? I love motorcycle racing, and I hope that I can make a living from this. Is it so difficult for you? I tried my best to return to the team again, but you forced Horry to cancel my qualification by using the relationship with the sponsor. Why? Are you entitled to decide my life? Or do you want to highlight your success by intervening with others?"
Irish felt frightened by it.
He had some actions towards his brother. She believed that Jordan would not exaggerate it.
The fact was that Joseph had the capability to do it, and he could intervene in others' life, even for a lifetime fate.
Joseph restrained his anger and then said firmly, "Irish, find a set of clothes for me."
Irish dared not to say more, so she just did it as requested.
The clothes in the closet for Joseph were mostly business suits or casual suits. She thought of it for a while and quit the thought of taking a business suit for Joseph but found a light sweater and a pair of long gray pants. It would make him milder.
He really looked milder, but it was only her imagination.
He looked superficially peaceful, which made others more afraid.
He fastened his pants and looked at Jordan, saying word by word, "Go back to your house."
Irish looked at Joseph. She wondered whether he would come back to the house with Jordan.
Jordan said, "Sure." And then he went downstairs. Joseph seemed to be unhappier.
As he was to go, Irish pulled him suddenly.
She did it subconsciously because she felt uncertain suddenly. She was not clear why she pulled Joseph. Did she mean to persuade her not to quarrel? Obviously, it was impractical.
Or did she persuade Joseph not to go? Would Jordan stop quarreling with him? Obviously, Jordan was the aggressive one, Joseph's behavior was also mighty, though.
Joseph took a glance at the hands, grabbed his arm, and then looked at her, "Go back to our room and have a rest."
"Joseph..." She called his name weakly.
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