Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: I am going to pursue her

Ivy studied him quietly for a moment before asking softly, "How long have you been living like this?"

For the first time since the conversation started, Xander’s gaze shifted away briefly.

"A long time."

The answer was vague, but Ivy noticed it immediately. He clearly had no intention of elaborating further.

Still, curiosity lingered inside her.

"Don’t tell me you offended someone from the underworld and now they’re after you."

Until now, Ivy had always assumed Xander’s enemies were simply business rivals. Powerful people, maybe ruthless people—but nothing darker than that.

Yet something about him had always felt different.

Her eyes remained fixed on him as if silently hoping he would deny it and tell her she was overthinking again.

Instead, Xander calmly took another sip of water before replying,

"You’re right. I’m someone who offended the underworld, and now they’re after me."

"..."

Ivy stared at him blankly for two whole seconds before leaning closer across the table.

"Have you lost your mind?" she whispered sharply, one hand instinctively covering her mouth as she glanced around the nearly empty restaurant. "What kind of nonsense are you even saying?"

Xander couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction.

"I’m not talking nonsense," he replied calmly. "You asked me a question, and I answered honestly."

Ivy slowly pulled back, disbelief written all over her face.

At first, she genuinely thought he was joking just to tease her.

But the longer she looked at him, the more she realized he wasn’t joking at all.

And somehow, that realization only made her more nervous.

"What?" Xander asked after noticing the shift in her expression. "Are you scared now?"

Ivy immediately went speechless.

Scared?

Her eyes widened slightly.

Was he seriously asking her that after casually revealing something so outrageous?

Until now, everything she knew about Xander painted him as nothing more than an influential businessman. Rich, powerful, intimidating at times—but still normal enough to exist within the public eye.

There had never been rumors about criminal connections.

No scandals.

No whispers.

But now she understood why.

People like him would never allow such information to become public in the first place.

Ivy swallowed unconsciously as countless thoughts rushed through her mind.

Suddenly, so many things about Xander started making sense.

The way powerful men acted carefully around him.

The fear those attackers showed during the incident the previous night.

Even the terrifying calmness in his eyes whenever danger appeared.

None of it was normal.

Meanwhile, Xander silently observed every emotion flashing across her face.

"You’re overthinking again," he said calmly.

"How am I supposed not to overthink this?" Ivy shot back in a hushed voice. "You basically just told me something that sounds straight out of a crime movie."

Xander lazily raised a brow.

"And yet you’re still sitting here with me."

"That’s because you told me after I sat down."

A faint smirk appeared on his face.

Originally, Xander had planned to explain the real reason behind the attack that happened the previous night.

But in the end, he decided against it.

From everything he had observed so far, Ivy still seemed completely unaware that someone might actually be targeting her.

And for now, he preferred keeping it that way.

The last thing he wanted was to see fear constantly lingering in her eyes.

A few moments later, the food finally arrived.

Their conversation gradually faded as they quietly began eating.

Despite the tension from earlier, the atmosphere somehow remained strangely comfortable.

At one point, Ivy caught herself staring at Xander while he casually cut into his food with the same composed expression he always wore.

Honestly, it was unfair.

How could someone reveal something so terrifying and still look this calm afterward?

Meanwhile, Xander noticed her staring almost immediately.

"What?" he asked without looking up.

"Nothing," Ivy replied quickly before lowering her head and pretending to focus on her plate.

The corner of his lips lifted slightly.

Liar.

By the time they finished lunch, the sunlight outside had already softened into the warm glow of late afternoon.

The two eventually walked out of the restaurant together.

Just as Ivy was about to head toward the car, Xander suddenly stopped beside her.

"Oh, by the way," he said casually while pulling out his phone, "your sister asked me to pass along a message."

Ivy blinked before turning toward him.

Xander tilted the screen slightly in her direction.

The moment she saw Nora’s name on it, her expression changed instantly.

"Why would she text you instead of me?" Ivy asked before she could stop herself.

Xander paused briefly before looking at her properly.

There was obvious irritation in her voice.

"She said she couldn’t reach you."

"That still doesn’t explain why she texted you."

Xander stared at her for a moment before narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Are you jealous?"

Ivy nearly choked on air.

"What? No!"

The answer came far too quickly.

Xander’s amusement deepened instantly.

"I am offended," she corrected immediately. "Why is she even comfortable enough to message you personally?"

"Then what is the point?"

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