Chapter 1976

Ivy’s attitude towards Balfour now was a stark contrast to the disinterested figure who’d stood by the door earlier.

Balfour gazed at her with probing eyes, wondering what happened to her.

Catching his look, Ivy felt a twinge of nervousness, “What’s wrong, honey? You don’t like the dish?”

“I love it.” Balfour replied, spearing a forkful from his plate and taking a mouthful.

The show must go on in front of his grandparents.

Throughout the meal, Ivy played the part of the doting wife, constantly serving Balfour’s plate with zeal.

Regardless of what she picked, he accepted it without complaint, even though there were. a few dishes he wasn’t fond of.

At first, Alyssa suspected they might be having a spat, but seeing them interact so pleasantly eased her worries.

excused herself and retreated to her room. The act was exhausting and far too

Ivy

light and detached, “Grandma and grandpa haven’t gone to their room yet. You should probably head

slept in the guest room.

a “Sure,” and headed for the

balcony with a glass of

before sitting down beside her. “What was going on with you

though Ivy had maintained her role as the perfect wife in front of his grandparents, Balfour could sense

her milk, ignoring him. His presence seemed to

with her silence, and he followed her

milk on the nightstand than

she could react, he was on top of her rendering her immobile. “What’s

The disparity in

Balfour so close, every inch of her skin he touched

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