The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 833

The long days of overtime finally came to an end with her internship.

After dinner, they returned home with a rare evening of leisure ahead of them.

Ivy lounged on the sofa, scrolling through her WhatsApp messages with one hand and petting her cat with the other.

Jamison brought over a plate of fruit. She opened her mouth with an “ah,” a gesture that made Dr. Ludwig roll his eyes, but he still lovingly placed a piece of fruit in her mouth.

Content, Ivy patted the spot next to her, inviting him to sit.

Jamison smiled silently and obliged. The moment he sat down, Ivy shifted, lying down with her head in his lap in one smooth, seamless motion.

“You certainly know how to enjoy yourself. Is a human cushion more comfortable than the sofa?” Dr. Ludwig teased, a wicked grin on his face. He pretended to complain, but he was secretly enjoying being used as his wife’s personal pillow.

Ivy didn’t answer, simply opening her mouth for another “ah.”

Jamison was even more speechless, but he stretched his arm to grab the fruit platter and continued to feed her.

“It’s been so busy lately. Since we’re not working tonight, why don’t we turn in early?” Jamison suggested gently as he fed his wife, his mind clearly on other things.

“What’s the rush? It’s only nine…” Ivy replied, dismissing his suggestion as she continued to chat on her phone. But holding the phone up was starting to look tiring.

“Be careful with that phone. Don’t drop it on your face,” Jamison warned.

No sooner had he spoken than the phone slipped from her grasp, smacking her right in the face. She cried out, covering her face as Snowy and Blackie, who had been sitting nearby, scattered in fright.

Jamison was startled too. Forgetting the phone on the floor, he quickly pulled her hands away. “Where did it hit you? Did it get your eye?”

Ivy freed one hand to clutch her right cheek, sitting up. “No, thankfully it just hit my face…”

Jamison pulled her hand away again and saw a red mark blooming on her cheek. Ivy’s eyes welled up with tears from the pain, but once Jamison saw she was okay, he couldn't help but chuckle.

“You’re laughing! This is all your fault, you jinxed me.”

Seeing the angry red mark, Jamison realized it must have really hurt and immediately stopped laughing. “Okay, okay, my fault. I should have fed you with one hand and held your phone with the other.”

Ivy was speechless.

Seeing her glare, he pursed his lips and cooed, “Come here, let me blow on it for you. It won’t hurt after I blow on it.”

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