Chapter 2297

Ivy didn’t rush to head upstairs when they reached the hospital. Instead, Balfour walked beside her as they strolled around the block to help settle the hearty meal they had just enjoyed.

Lately, her appetite hadn’t been great, but tonight, the food had been irresistible, and she’d indulged in a few too many pies. Now, she was feeling the consequences.

“Why stuff yourself like it’s Thanksgiving and then complain? Next time, just have a sensible portion,” Balfour chided, half-tempted to fetch some antacids from the pharmacy.

Ivy shot him a look. “Didn’t you see how happy Granny was seeing me tuck in? I don’t often come home, and they were over the moon to have me. It just made everything taste better.”

“So, what are you saying? That it’s my miserable company that puts you off your food?” Balfour’s tone had a playful edge, but there was a hint of genuine annoyance too. After all, he’d been running himself ragged taking care of her.

Surprised, Ivy responded, “Why would you think that? I’m not ungrateful. You’ve been working so hard, and I can see that you’ve lost weight. I do appreciate it. Tomorrow, once I’m out of here, it’ll be my turn to look after you. You can go to work without a worry, and I’ll make sure to spend more time with Grandpa and Granny.”

stress yourself.

faded. Right, Mara had been around for

Dean need Ivy

Lewis, and there’s no shortage of people taking care of them. I don’t need

didn’t want her to worry. But before he could say anything else, Ivy had already moved ahead,

go back to the set? If you need, I

I’m almost discharged, I might as well return

hasty?” His main concern was whether

was firm. “You can decide on other matters, but let me handle the set. Besides, when is anything ever perfectly

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