The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 839

Carla’s mind had regressed to that of a child. Her memories were jumbled, her behavior was infantile, and she lived in a state of blissful ignorance. From a psychological perspective, it was a defense mechanism, her brain’s way of protecting her from overwhelming trauma. It was the only way she could forget the pain.

The old lady seemed to be in good spirits, not at all like Jamison had described. But Ivy couldn't just ask her about it; that would be like wishing her ill. Ivy concluded that her mother-in-law was just putting on a brave face, pushing through her own illness to care for her daughter. The thought filled Ivy with a deep sense of admiration and respect for Adela Ludwig. Although she had never experienced such selfless maternal love herself, she could still appreciate it in others.

During dinner, the old lady, as expected, began her routine questioning of the young couple.

Jamison, contrary to his usual behavior, didn't argue. He replied calmly, “We’re working on it. Ivy made me get a physical, and everything is fine. You can just wait for the good news.”

Ivy looked at him in surprise. This was a rare turn of events. His mother must be sicker than she thought. She even began to wonder if Jamison knew something about his mother’s health that he was hiding from the old lady to protect her. It was a common trope in TV dramas—a family conspiring to keep a serious illness a secret from the patient. What other explanation was there for his complete change in attitude?

Jamison met his wife’s gaze and gave her a subtle look.

Ivy understood and quickly added, “Yes, Mom, we’re actively trying. We’ll let you know as soon as we have good news.”

Adela was surprised by her son’s change of heart, but her surprise quickly turned to a smile. “If you had been this proactive from the start, you’d probably have a baby by now.”

Ivy smiled but said nothing.

Jamison replied calmly, “It couldn't have been any sooner. Ivy’s body needed time to recover.”

After dinner, instead of being in a hurry to leave, Jamison played a couple of games of chess with Danny. Ivy sat beside him, watching. She knew the rules but wasn't an expert. They occasionally consulted each other on moves, only to be soundly defeated by Danny.

On the way home, Ivy turned to her husband. “Tonight was so nice, the family atmosphere was just perfect. You should try not to work so much. We should come back more often.”

“Okay,” Jamison agreed, his hand instinctively reaching over to take hers.

Ivy was happy and began to hum a tune. Then she remembered something. “Oh, by the way, Katrina wants to treat us to dinner. She was asking when we’re free.”

“What, are they about to get married?” Jamison teased.

Ivy laughed. “I don’t know about that. She said her mom’s first round of treatment went well and she’ll be discharged in a few days. She also got a new job that she’s happy with. I guess she’s just in a celebratory mood.”

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