Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Don’t make me regret this

"Now tell me," Xander said suddenly, his fingers lightly brushing through her hair, "what did Nora do this time?"

The unexpected question made Ivy lift her head from his chest.

She had thought he wanted to enjoy a quiet moment together, but apparently, he wasn’t ready to let the matter go.

"Nothing," she replied casually. "She was just there pretending to be the caring sister, as usual."

Her dismissive tone might have convinced someone else.

It didn’t convince Xander.

Before returning to the room, he had called the boutique manager. The woman had discreetly explained everything that had happened inside the store.

The more he had listened, the colder his expression had become.

If it had been up to him, Nora and her friends would have already learned a lesson.

But he had stopped himself.

He knew Ivy well enough to understand that she wouldn’t appreciate him interfering in a battle she had already won herself.

Still, that didn’t mean he wasn’t concerned.

"What?" Ivy asked when he remained silent. "You don’t believe me?"

Xander gave her a look.

That alone was enough of an answer.

A laugh escaped her lips.

"You really don’t."

"No."

The blunt reply made her roll her eyes.

Shifting closer, she rested her head against his shoulder.

"You don’t need to worry about them."

Xander raised an eyebrow.

"They’re just a bunch of loud people who enjoy stirring up trouble. That’s all."

That wasn’t entirely true.

The comments had annoyed her at the time.

Especially Olivia’s accusation.

But seeing their expressions when the situation backfired had been satisfying enough to erase most of her frustration.

Xander remained unconvinced.

"What if they try something at the get-together?"

Ivy looked up at him.

The concern in his eyes was obvious.

A smile tugged at her lips.

"Then I won’t go easy on them."

There wasn’t a trace of hesitation in her voice.

"You seem very confident."

"I am."

Xander narrowed his eyes slightly.

"And why is that?"

Ivy chuckled.

"Because I have very little patience for nonsense these days."

The old Ivy might have endured the insults in silence.

She might have allowed people to walk all over her.

But Raven was different.

Very different.

She wasn’t interested in being anyone’s victim.

If Nora, Polly, or Olivia decided to provoke her again, they would quickly discover that she wasn’t the same woman they used to bully.

Xander studied her for a long moment.

Then a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Good."

Ivy blinked.

"Good?"

"Good."

His hand moved to her waist.

"I’d be more worried if you planned on standing there and taking it."

A laugh escaped her.

"Are you encouraging me to start trouble?"

"No."

His eyes gleamed with amusement.

"I’m encouraging you to finish it."

For a second, Ivy stared at him.

Then she burst out laughing.

"That’s terrible advice."

"Maybe."

"But I like it."

Xander’s smile deepened.

"I know."

Ivy shook her head helplessly before settling back against his chest.

A comfortable silence filled the room once again.

This time, however, neither of them looked worried.

Because if Nora decided to cause problems at the get-together, both of them already knew exactly how it would end.

***

By the time Nora returned home, she was in a terrible mood.

The humiliation she had suffered at the mall kept replaying in her mind, fueling her anger with every passing second.

She wanted to break something.

Throw something.

Scream.

But she knew better.

If her mother saw her throwing a tantrum, she would only earn herself a harsh lecture.

So instead, Nora headed straight for the backyard.

The moment she stepped outside, she kicked a small stone across the lawn.

The stone bounced harmlessly across the grass.

Nora gritted her teeth.

At that moment, she wasn’t imagining a stone.

She was imagining Ivy.

"Ugh!" she groaned in frustration before kicking another one.

"Does she really think she can win against me?"

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