The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 885

Right at that moment, Jamison emerged from behind her, walking forward with the massive bouquet in hand.

The crowd, already cheering wildly, completely erupted into a frenzy of deafening screams and applause, like firecrackers going off all at once.

Startled by the sudden explosion of noise, Ivy stood up straight, looking completely bewildered.

Spotting movement out of the corner of her eye, she quickly turned. Seeing her husband walking toward her with flowers, her eyes lit up, and she instantly covered her mouth to hide a massive, elated laugh.

"What are you doing up here?" she shouted over the noise, her face flushing crimson.

Jamison flashed a devastatingly elegant smile and handed over the bouquet. "Happy graduation."

With that, he leaned in, wrapping an arm around her and pressing a tender, gentlemanly kiss to her cheek.

The audience absolutely lost their minds, cheering and whistling as if they had just witnessed a celebrity proposal.

"We were just talking about how well she married, and then the guy just magically appears!"

"He is so hot! God, her husband is so tall and gorgeous!"

There were two massive jumbotrons on either side of the stage, and the entire ceremony was being live-streamed. Everyone in the stadium and watching online had a crystal-clear, magnified view of Jamison and Ivy's romantic exchange.

The chaotic cheering lasted for several minutes. It took the executive vice president, acting as the host, repeatedly asking for quiet over the microphone before the stadium finally settled down.

"Thank you, Ivy, for that beautiful speech. On this joyous day, the university has one more piece of incredibly exciting news to share, and it also involves our remarkable valedictorian."

Ivy had just been about to drag Jamison off the stage, but hearing that, she froze and whipped her head around to stare at the vice president in confusion.

Jamison kept a steady hand on her arm. Instead of leading her down the stairs, he gently guided her back toward the center of the stage.

"W-what does he mean?" Ivy stammered, her cheeks trembling from sheer adrenaline.

Jamison didn't say a word. He just offered a reassuring look and a gentle squeeze of her arm, silently telling her to just wait.

A second later, the vice president's voice boomed passionately over the speakers. "To express her profound gratitude for her education here, our outstanding graduate, Ivy, has generously donated an entirely new library to the university! Let us give Ivy our loudest, most heartfelt round of applause!"

Before the vice president even finished his sentence, Ivy was absolutely paralyzed with shock.

When on earth had she donated a library?!

As much as she would have loved to, she absolutely did not have millions of dollars sitting in her bank account to fund an entire building!

Before she could even voice her panic, Jamison gave her another gentle nudge. "Go on," he urged quietly. "You have to accept the acknowledgment."

Ivy spun to look at him, the truth slamming into her all at once. "You donated it?"

"In your name."

Ivy's mind completely short-circuited in pure, unadulterated shock!

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