The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 874

Davina glanced at her, surprised. It was true what they said-birds of a feather flock together. Her ability to spin a lie with such composure was a perfect match for Jamison's.

Danny nodded, his expression still a little stern.

Ivy quickly spoke up for her husband. "Don't worry, he calls me several times a day to check in. He said he'll be back the moment it's over."

Adela Ludwig eyed Ivy suspiciously, muttering to herself, "This doesn't sound like that brat. With how obsessed he is with his wife, he'd drop everything, no matter how important, the second he heard you were pregnant."

"…" Ivy's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively looked at Davina.

"Mom, Jamison has always been dedicated to his work. He wouldn't be so irresponsible," Davina said smoothly, then got up to serve her mother-in-law a bowl of soup.

Ivy seized the opportunity to change the subject. "What's in this soup? It's delicious."

As expected, Adela's attention shifted. "If you like it, have more. You're too thin, you need to build up your strength. I'll have them send a supply of these ingredients to your place so your cook can make it for you often."

"Okay."

Ivy smiled in agreement, but before she could say more, a maid brought the matriarch's phone over.

"Ma'am, it's a call from Mr. Jamison."

Adela's face darkened with a huff. "Now that's more like him. Calling to warn me not to bully his wife."

"…" Ivy remained silent, pressing her lips together.

Jamison knew his parents all too well. Worried they would interrogate Ivy endlessly, he had called at the perfect time to dispel their suspicions.

The old man grunted in response. "Well, hurry back."

"I know. While I'm gone, please take care of my wife, but don't let Mom nag her."

Defending his wife, the old man shot back irritably, "If you don't want us to nag, then come back and take care of her yourself!"

He hung up before his son could reply.

"Let's eat. Stop asking about that rascal, it's ruining my appetite!" the old man declared gruffly. As predicted, everyone returned to their meal in peace, and no one mentioned Jamison again.

Ivy's phone buzzed again with a WhatsApp notification. She knew it was from her husband. She could even guess what he was asking.

[They didn't suspect anything, did they? Don't worry, they won't guess the truth. Just relax and enjoy your dinner.]