Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 809 Really, Don'T Tease Her Like This Anymore

Chapter 809 Really, Don't Tease Her Like This Anymore

Ivy didn't get up to go back to her room. Instead, she looked up at Damion.

Damion noticed and looked at her, asking, "What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"

"I just wanted to ask you how much rent I need to pay since I'm living here," Ivy said.

Damion was taken aback and almost laughed out loud at what she said. He leaned down and looked

directly into Ivy's eyes, saying, "How much do you want to give me?" Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Ivy choked up and suddenly couldn't speak. Although she didn't know how much the rent was here with

Damion, she knew it was expensive enough that even after years of hard work, she wouldn't be able to

afford it.

Despite knowing that in front of Damion, she had no face or dignity left whatsoever, Ivy still felt like she

needed to preserve some semblance of self-respect.

Damion rubbed Ivy's head gently and said reassuringly, "It's okay, silly girl. When did I ever say that I

wanted your rent money?"

Ivy blinked a few times rapidly. If not for the last shred of rationality left in her mind, she would have

reached out and hugged him right then.

"If you don't want owe me anything," Damion continued. "Just wait until after graduation when you can

earn money yourself."

Ivy immediately nodded eagerly in agreement while making some childish promises like, "I will

definitely work hard to earn money."

Her behavior made Damion laugh uncontrollably once again.

"Okay, go rest now. If there's anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow," Damion said.

Ivy nodded and obediently went back to her room this time.

That night, Ivy couldn't sleep at all. She tossed and turned in bed, thinking about everything that had

happened since she met Damion. It all left her feeling very confused.

Maybe she had never been lucky before, and Ivy subconsciously believed that she would never be

lucky in this world. She was already worried that tomorrow Damion might not treat her as well as he did

today.

Ivy knew she needed to stay clear-headed to protect herself from getting hurt. She wasn't a brave girl

and didn't have much confidence in herself. In her eyes, there were some things that she just didn't

deserve.

As Ivy thought more about it, she became even more despondent. Even though she promised Damion

not to cry anymore, tears still fell down her cheeks uncontrollably onto the pillow.

After a while of crying silently into the pillowcase until it was damp with tears, Ivy suddenly sat up

straight on the bed with determination in her eyes.

She made up her mind: no matter what happened between them going forward, she cannot be an

ungrateful person who took advantage of his kindness without conscience or appreciation for his

generosity towards her, because he had no reason or obligation on his part to treat her well.

Although she couldn't repay him now, maybe she could in the future. He had given her a chance to go

back to college, so she would make good use of it and work hard to become someone who could be

helpful to him.

Therefore, Ivy decided that she wouldn't listen to Damion's advice that she should choose a major that

she liked and was interested in pursuing. She wanted to become his right-hand woman, someone who

would be useful to him.

Ivy made up her mind and decided that she needed to research which majors were both profitable and

useful for Damion. After making this decision, Ivy lay back down on her bed and drifted off into sleep

once again.

When Ivy woke up again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. She had slept for ten hours

straight!

Sitting up in bed, Ivy felt dumbfounded and unsure of what had happened. How did she sleep for so

long? She really didn't know.

Feeling ashamed of herself, Ivy slapped her forehead with disgust at how lazy she must have seemed.

She didn't know if Damion would think less of her because of it.

After lingering around in her room for a while longer with a sense of resignation about everything going

on around her, Ivy finally summoned the courage necessary to leave the room behind with an air of

finality about it all.

She also remembered that Damion was working today which made things slightly easier for her. But

soon enough she began berating herself once more as soon as those thoughts entered into

consciousness again.

Ivy walked over to the couch and sat down, finally noticing the note that Damion had left on the coffee

table. The handwriting was strong and powerful, completely different from Damion's personality. It read,

"Breakfast is in the kitchen. Remember to eat."

Ivy held onto the note for a long time without coming back to her senses. She didn't know how to

describe her feelings. This sensation was too strange and heartwarming. No one had ever treated her

like this before.

Ivy even felt like she might be in trouble because of it. This thought appeared in Ivy's mind almost

every day and every minute.

She knew that she was still struggling, but there wasn't much space left for her to struggle anymore.

Ivy knew that all she could do was face these emotions by herself without causing any trouble for

Damion. That would be her way of repaying him at this point.

Taking the note with her as she stood up, Ivy walked towards the kitchen where she found breakfast

laid out on the table - all of which were things she loved eating.

Although thinking about it made Ivy feel a bit shameless, she couldn't help but think about it anyway.

She slapped herself on the forehead, trying to snap out of it before realizing that if things continued like

this, then everything would fall apart soon enough.

Ivy had absolutely no self-awareness. She was eating a bowl of lean pork and preserved egg congee

when she heard the sound of the door opening. Turning her head, she saw Damion walking in.

In an instant, Ivy felt so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. Damion was also

somewhat surprised, holding a food box in his hand with an expression of mixed emotions.

He never expected Ivy to be having breakfast at this time. Ivy's face turned red and she almost broke

the spoon in her hand.

It was really too much for her to handle.

Damion walked over and placed the food box on the table one by one, saying, "Have some more."

Ivy mumbled something indistinctly while quickly lowering her head. She didn't even dare reach into the

food box with her fork.

Damion laughed heartily but couldn't bear to see Ivy looking so pitiful. He spoke softly, "It's okay.

There's nothing wrong with sleeping late after staying up late last night. I won't make fun of you."

Ivy nodded obediently like a well-behaved child. Damion chuckled softly as he used a fork to pick out

some dishes for Ivy, "This is really delicious. Try it."

Ivy obediently picked up what he offered and put it into her mouth. It was truly amazing!

She looked at Damion in surprise, "This is really delicious."

"You're such a foodie," Damion said with a tone of indulgence that he couldn't hide.

In an instant, Ivy's face turned red.

She really wanted to tell Damion not to tease her like this anymore in the future.

Her self-control was not good at all and she was easily influenced.