The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 901

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Summary for Chapter 901: The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor)

Chapter summary of Chapter 901 – The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) by Stevie

In Chapter 901, a key chapter of the acclaimed Novel novel The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) by Stevie, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor).

After the rejection, they fell back into a bizarre limbo—not quite friends, definitely not lovers, but unable to sever the tie completely.

Katrina remained convinced that Naylor had other women. The only reason he hadn’t completely let her go was his bruised ego. He simply couldn't stomach the fact that she was the first woman to ever dump him.

Catching the passive-aggressive edge in her best friend's voice, Ivy frowned and shot a look at her husband.

Jamison gave his wife a helpless look in return.

Matters of the heart were deeply personal. Outsiders couldn’t intervene.

Ivy understood that better than anyone, but she also understood her best friend. Realizing the atmosphere between Katrina and Naylor was freezing over again, Ivy scooped up her baby boy with a bright smile. "Alright, I need to feed the baby. You two should get going."

By issuing a polite eviction notice, she was handing them the perfect excuse to be alone. If Naylor had even a shred of lingering feelings for Katrina, he would seize the opportunity, walk her out, and maybe grab dinner to talk things through.

Sure enough, Naylor didn't let Ivy's efforts go to waste.

He seamlessly extended a hand toward Katrina. "Come on. I'll give you a ride."

Katrina shifted uncomfortably, avoiding his gaze as she pulled her hands back. "That's not necessary. I can easily grab an Uber."

Back when she was still entangled with the Lester family, she had driven one of their beat-up, discarded cars. After cutting ties with them completely, even that clunker was gone. For a long time, she had borrowed Ivy's Maserati to get around. But now that she was working as a junior intern at a law firm with zero connections, she absolutely could not roll up to the office in a luxury sports car. She had promptly handed the keys back to Ivy.

It wasn't that she was broke. Her time with Naylor hadn't been long, but the man was extravagantly generous. A million-dollar breakup settlement was still sitting untouched in her bank account. She just refused to spend a dime of his money. So, she relied on the subway for her daily commute and hailed the occasional ride-share when she was in a rush. It worked out perfectly fine.

Seeing Katrina's stubborn refusal, Ivy couldn't help but interject. "Katrina, when a man offers to be your chauffeur, let him. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."