Chapter 1931

Ivy felt like she was tainted, seething with rage, and all she wanted to do was escape and confront Finn and Tessa about their intentions.

She had barely made it to the doorway when the bathroom door swung open. “What’s the rush? Planning to bolt as soon as you wake up?”

The familiar voice halted Ivy’s steps. She spun around to see Balfour, bare-chested and dripping from the shower. “Oh!” She yelped, covering her eyes awkwardly. “You… What are you doing here?”

“And who exactly was you expecting?” Balfour’s gaze drifted down to her slim legs peeking out from under his oversized white shirt.

Balfour frowned slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing unconsciously.

Feeling his eyes on her, Ivy shifted uncomfortably, grabbing a nearby blanket to cover her legs. “I… I couldn’t find my clothes, so I just grabbed something to wear. This is your shirt, isn’t it?”

“Who else did you think the shirt belonged to?” Balfour settled onto the couch casually. “Vincent, maybe?”

a spark of surprise. “How do you know about Vincent?”

during the term of our agreement, you absolutely cannot disgrace

momentary lapse that almost got me into trouble. It

the night before, which she was sure

Ivy hang her head, unable to meet

of anything happening between them, she infinitely preferred Balfour over the slimy,

have got wishful thinking,” Balfour said tersely, with a

“nothing happened between us? And… what about Vincent? He didn’t do anything

on the end table. “No. Even though you’re only my wife in name, I wouldn’t let anyone

breathed a sigh

night, whether with Vincent or Balfour,

you for saving me,” Ivy said with heartfelt gratitude. If it hadn’t been

to a reality tainted by Vincent. Without Balfour’s intervention, today would have been an entirely

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