Chapter 371
Listening to her best friend’s words of comfort, Ivy felt a tangle of emotions. Her mind drifted again to Jamison’s deception – she could only hope that man would bring her happiness, not more storms.
Despite sharing almost everything with Katrina, Ivy had kept the truth about Jamison being Dr. Handsome to herself. She worried Katrina might slip up and accidentally say something in front of Jamison. Ivy wasn’t about to let him off the hook that easily – she still owed him a little payback.
“I just came to see you,” Ivy said, glancing at the clock. “I’ll pack a few things and head over to his place. He’s hurt, and someone needs to look after him for a few days.”
She stood and started gathering her things.
Katrina followed her upstairs. “Why not just move in with him?” she asked, curiosity bright in her eyes.
“No need,” Ivy replied, folding a shirt. “I’ll be heading back to school in a few days anyway.”
“You’re planning to stay on campus?” Katrina looked genuinely surprised.
“Yeah. I don’t want to keep running back and forth.”
“Did Dr. Ludwig agree to that?”
Ivy’s tone was calm, almost indifferent. “It’s been chaos lately, so I haven’t discussed it with him. But honestly, it doesn’t matter. I married him, not sold myself to him. I still have my freedom.”
And truth be told, after realizing he was Dr. Handsome and had played her for so long, she could barely stand the idea of taking care of him at all right now.
Katrina grinned. “If I had a man who’d spend that much on me, I’d sign my rights away with a smile.”
“Hopeless romantic,” Ivy teased, shaking her head.
She was only halfway through packing when Jamison’s name flashed across her phone screen. She muted the call, pretending not to notice.
But a moment later, Katrina’s phone started ringing.
“He’s calling me now,” Katrina said, raising an eyebrow. “You’d better pick up, or he’ll probably show up here to drag you back himself.”
Ivy paused, realizing Katrina was probably right. She sighed and quickly called Jamison back.
“I was starting to think you’d run off and left me at the altar,” Jamison’s teasing voice came through, cool as ever.
Ivy laughed, answering in an exaggerated tone, “I’m not that heartless. It’s not every day someone spends a fortune on me – or risks their life for me, come to think of it.”
Dr. Ludwig sounded quite pleased with this answer. “Good. Now hurry back – I need someone to take care of me.”
“Don’t you have staff at the house?” Ivy countered.
“They can cook and clean,” Jamison replied. “But can they help me shower?”
Ivy blushed so hard she could feel the heat through the phone, lips pressed tight as she searched for a comeback – and found none.
After she hung up, Katrina was smirking. “Didn’t know Dr. Ludwig was so needy. You two are a real couple now!”
Ivy just rolled her eyes, speechless.
She finished packing and was just about to leave when Katrina suddenly remembered something. “Oh, by the way, you got a letter yesterday – a courier dropped it off.”
Ivy took the envelope, frowning at the lack of a sender’s name. She tore it open, and to her surprise, found an elegant invitation card inside.
“Who even sends these anymore?” Katrina muttered, peering over her shoulder. “Doesn’t everyone use e-invites these days? Who pays for paper cards?”
Ivy said nothing. A strange sense of foreboding crept over her as she opened the card – and sure enough, her instincts were right.
“Emma Windsor’s getting engaged?” Katrina exclaimed, nearly dropping the card in shock. “To who? That was fast! After all the drama she stirred up, who would dare marry her?”
Ivy was surprised too, but the more she thought about it, the more it made sense.
Emma had always been bold, decisive, and ruthless – traits Ivy couldn’t help but respect. She’d set her sights on Mr. Carter, and Emma was the type who would pull out all the stops to lock him down before anyone could change their minds.