Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 811

Chapter 811 Go Straight To Damion's Side

Ivy looked at Damion, feeling a bit confused about what he meant. Her first reaction was that Damion had really beautiful hands. She never knew that a man's hands could be so attractive. This made her feel self-conscious about her rough and calloused hands, which she didn't dare to show in front of him.

Seeing Ivy standing there in confusion, Damion felt a bit helpless. He took Ivy's hand and held it in his palm, instantly enveloping her cold hand with warmth. It was then that Ivy realized how nervous she had become since coming to this place.

Feeling even more uneasy now, Ivy felt as if Damion had found out some secret of hers. Meanwhile, Damion hadn't expected Ivy's hand to be so cold either. He gently rubbed it to comfort her.

"Let's go see if there's anything you like," said Damion.

Ivy was led by the hand into the store before realizing what he meant by his words. She stopped walking and looked at him hesitantly before addressing him formally, "Mr. Bishop..."

Before the conversation even began, Ivy noticed Damion furrow his brow, looking unhappy.

Damion spoke up, "You always call me Mr. Bishop. That's strange."

Ivy realized he was right. It was odd. But she didn't know what else to call him.

Should she just use his first name? That seemed even stranger and impolite.

What about Brother Bishop or Uncle Bishop? Those were just as weird.

Damion suggested, "Just call me Damion."

That was what Casey called him anyway, and Ivy was like a little sister to him now too.

Ivy obediently replied with a sweet smile, "Okay, Damion."

His mood lifted at her agreeable response. "Come on," he said. "Let's go turn you into a miracle transformation."

Ivy blinked her eyes and naturally understood the origin of the "Miracle Ivy" joke. However, she never expected that Damion would know about it.

But something was off.

After walking a few steps, Ivy stopped and looked at Damion. "Damion, wait a minute. I haven't finished speaking."

Patiently stopping in his tracks, Damion looked at Ivy and said, "Okay, you have two minutes. Say everything you want to say at once."

If she kept dragging on like this, the mall would close.

Ivy said, "Damion, are you trying to buy me something?"

"Hmm?" Damion raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Damion," Ivy continued. "Don't spend too much money on me. I can't afford it."

Damion couldn't help but laugh at what Ivy had just said.

He playfully flicked her forehead with his hand and said, "Who told you to pay me back?"