Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 803 Afraid Of Making A Mess

Chapter 803 Afraid Of Making a Mess

The store manager was scared by Damion and the pain in his body made him unable to say or do

anything. He just wanted to run away quickly. He crawled up from the ground and ran away without

looking back.

Damion wanted to chase after him, but Ivy grabbed his wrist. She looked at him and said, "Don't chase

after him. Let him go."

She was still a little timid and didn't dare to provoke someone like the store manager. Now that she was

safe, she naturally wouldn't pursue the man anymore.

Damion felt a little angry when he saw her like this. He couldn't let her be bullied by anyone while he

was here. This girl really knew how to make him mad.

Damion looked down at Ivy and asked, "Are you going back?"

Ivy looked at Damion strangely and said, "If I don't go back, where should I go?"

"It's not safe here for you," Damion said.

Since that man had found this place, it meant that he could do something even more terrible anytime

soon. Just because Damion protected her this time, it didn't mean he could protect her every time.

Maybe that man would be watching somewhere and waiting for Damion to leave so he could harm Ivy

again.

Ivy also thought of this point but she didn't know what she should do next.

She had nowhere to go.

She didn't have much money on her, and she couldn't afford a safe hotel. Even the small motels that

she could afford weren't necessarily any safer than where she was now.

Ivy bit her lip and said, "I'll be careful."

She would lock the door and hide a knife under her pillow. If the owner of the store really dared to come

in, she would fight him with all her might.

Damion wasn't sure what she was thinking or how she planned to do it.

He didn't give Ivy a chance to refuse but just said, "Come with me."

Ivy was startled by his words. Before she could react, Damion grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of

the alleyway.

Damion's grip was strong enough that Ivy's wrist began to hurt. She tried to break free but only made it

worse for herself.

In truth, Damion was still angry at Ivy for not protecting herself better when there were dangerous

people around. But he knew he had no right to be angry with her.

Despite this realization, Damion couldn't control his emotions or his grip on Ivy's wrist as they walked

towards his car.

It wasn't until they reached his car that Damion heard Ivy's weak voice ask him, "Mr. Bishop, where are

you taking me?"

Damion paused in thought as he asked himself: Where do I want to take her?

Damion had only one thought in mind that he couldn't let Ivy stay in this dangerous place any longer.

At that moment, Damion began to seriously consider the answer to this problem.

After a while, Damion came to a conclusion and said, "My house."

Ivy was completely stunned and looked at Damion in confusion, unsure if she had heard him correctly.

Go to his house? This...

Damion didn't give Ivy a chance to refuse. He opened the car door and pushed her into the passenger

seat.

Ivy was still lost in shock and hadn't reacted yet when she was already pushed into the car.

By the time she came back to her senses, Damion had already sat down in the driver's seat and

started the car.

Ivy turned her head towards Damion and said, "Mr. Bishop..."

"Ivy," interrupted Damion. "I'm not feeling very good right now. Please don't talk to me for now."

Otherwise, he wasn't sure if he could handle talking with Ivy without making things awkward between

them.

Ivy bit her lip lightly but didn't say anything else.

She lowered her head and didn't know how to respond or deal with this situation at all.

She didn't understand why despite how much Damion seemed to dislike her, he still brought her back

home with him.

On the way, Damion hadn't said a word to Ivy.

The atmosphere was suffocating her.

If she wasn't afraid, she would have jumped out of the car.

Finally, when they passed by a supermarket, Damion stopped the car and turned to Ivy. "Let's go buy

something first."

Ivy nodded quietly and followed Damion into the supermarket.

When Ivy saw what Damion bought - all things for girls - she looked up at him in surprise. He bought all

these for her?

Ivy was stunned but then an endless warmth spread through her heart. She didn't know how to

describe this feeling. It was unfamiliar but she liked it very much.

Damion didn't actually know what kind of things girls liked. He just bought everything he thought a girl

might need based on his impression of them. His actions were quick and it was obvious that he wasn't

someone who spent too much time shopping. He just got what he needed and left.

Because of this, Ivy's heart was filled with sweetness that couldn't be described in words. It was

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However, Ivy knew very well that she had no right to do so.

Ivy felt even more dejected. She really wanted to tell Damion not to treat her this way, not to do things

that would make her misunderstand him.

Her self-control wasn't that great. She couldn't help but think too much, even when she knew she

shouldn't.

She was afraid of doing something later on that would make her hate herself.

After Damion put everything he thought Ivy might need into the cart, he finally remembered that these

things were for Ivy and asked if she liked them or needed anything else.

He looked at Ivy and said, "Do you have any favorite brands or things you like to use? Just tell me."

Ivy looked at the full shopping cart and shook her head. "These are good enough for me. I'm not picky."

She didn't have the qualifications to be picky. There were many things she had never used before.

Damion didn't say anything else but just checked everything again before saying, "Okay then. These

are just temporary anyway. We'll go buy new ones when the mall opens tomorrow."

Ivy was even more shocked now.

She looked at Damion and then back at all the items in the cart before saying, "No need for that. These

will last me a long time."

Damion wasn't sure what kind of life Ivy had lived before but he felt like she was very different from all

the other girls he knew.

But it was already late now. They couldn't worry about it anymore.

He made sure Ivy didn't need anything else before pushing the cart towards checkout while Ivy's heart

seemed to bleed as each item got scanned one by one.

She knew Damion was a wealthy man, but she also felt guilty about taking advantage of his money.

She had already taken advantage of him before and now. Once again, Ivy felt disgusted with herself for

doing it again.

With her head down, Ivy followed Damion out of the supermarket and couldn't help feeling like she

owed him more than she could ever repay.

As they got back into the car, Damion remained silent and drove towards his home. Soon enough, they

arrived at an upscale neighborhood with strict security guards that made Ivy sit up straight in her seat

and hold her breath.

This was where Damion occasionally stayed because it was close to his company. However, due to

family reasons lately, he had been staying at Bishop's Mansion instead of here. Even though someone

came to clean regularly, it was still obvious that no one had lived there for a while.

From the moment they entered the elevator until they reached their destination floor, Ivy's nerves were

on edge as she walked carefully so as not to dirty or mess up anything in this luxurious place.