Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 807

Chapter 807 Sucking Up All The Tears

Although it was already late, Damion looked at Ivy and saw that she didn't seem tired, so he said, "Let's talk."

Ivy felt a little uneasy when she heard Damion say this. He had said the same thing to her at the restaurant before, and they ended up having a very unpleasant argument. If it weren't for the manager intervening, things could have gotten even worse.

Ivy thought that she and Damion probably had no relationship in this lifetime.

Seeing Ivy's face turn pale instantly, Damion furrowed his brows and said, "Don't be nervous. I won't scold you or kick you out. Let's have a serious talk."

Ivy nodded her head but her face remained pale as ever. Her thoughts were exactly what Damion had guessed - she was extremely nervous and afraid of being kicked out by him. She would really end up on the streets if that happened.

Damion continued speaking, "When I told you before not to do this job anymore, I meant it seriously. You may have your own ideas about what you want to do with your life but first listen to my thoughts."

Ivy nodded again and replied softly, "Okay."

Damion couldn't help but smile at how obedient Ivy was being for once, "It would be great if you were always like this."

Ivy bit her lip lightly as her emotions became even more complicated than before. She really didn't know how to face Damion anymore.

Damion continued, "I'm sorry. After you left the hospital, I looked up your information."

Ivy wasn't surprised or felt anything was wrong. It seemed like what Damion should do.

She shook her head and said, "It's okay. I understand."

She wasn't angry, and there was even a hint of sweetness in her heart.

She couldn't explain it herself, but Ivy knew she felt a little bit of sweetness.

Seeing her like this, Damion also froze for a moment and said, "As long as you don't mind."

Ivy replied with a low voice and finally raised her eyes to look at Damion before giving him a sweet smile.

Damion hadn't seen this expression on her face for so long that he was momentarily stunned.

He didn't speak immediately but kept his gaze firmly fixed on Ivy's face.

At this moment, Damion didn't want to do anything else. He really wanted to record Ivy's expression firmly in his mind so that if she ever acted out again and ran away from his sight again, he could remember what she looked like now.

However, thinking about it made Damion feel very strange himself.

He didn't think too much about why he held such resentment towards Ivy or why everything she did seemed to anger him somehow. He didn't try to figure out exactly what it was that made him angry.

And now, at this moment, Damion seemed to understand everything.

Although the thought made Ivy feel a bit absurd.

But it seemed like it should be this way.

Damion suddenly laughed, and that laughter left Ivy confused.

She looked at Damion with confusion as if asking him, "What are you laughing about?"

Naturally, Damion didn't bother to answer Ivy's question.

After laughing for a while, he looked seriously at Ivy and said, "I know you were studying in college before but dropped out after your freshman year. Now I'm asking you if you still want to go back to college?"

Ivy was taken aback and her eyes immediately turned red.

Of course she wanted to go back to college. But she had no choice but to drop out before and never had the chance to pick up where she left off.

It was a heavy blow on her heart for the past two years. She never mentioned it to anyone because talking about it would only cause her pain that she couldn't bear.

Now that Damion asked her like this, Ivy instinctively thought of one possibility - if she said yes, then maybe Damion would send her back to college?

But...

Ivy tightly bit her lip as tears finally fell uncontrollably from her eyes. Who was she kidding?

Why should she enjoy these gifts from Damion?

Even if she shamelessly thought that Damion might really like her, why should she think that way?

What did Ivy have that was worth liking about her by Damion?

The more Ivy thought about it, the more aggrieved and uncomfortable she felt.

She didn't know how to describe her feelings.