Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49: You want money

"Second Young Master, how was your trip overseas?" Butler Rupert asked with a warm smile.

The tension in the living hall eased—just a little. But the moment Ivy and Aaron let go of their hands, the staring contest resumed like it had never paused.

Butler Rupert hesitated.

He had always known Aaron to be charming, someone whose easygoing nature won people over instantly. Even his patients adored him enough to actually show up for follow-ups on time, which was nothing short of a miracle.

But this? This cold hostility toward the future lady of the house was highly concerning.

Sensing the rising tension again, Butler Rupert quickly stepped in.

Aaron, who had been staring Ivy down like she was a medical mystery he refused to misdiagnose, blinked and turned to him. Instantly, his usual bright smile slipped back into place, eyes softening as if he hadn’t just been mentally declaring war.

"It was nice," Aaron said smoothly. "I didn’t realize how much I needed a break."

Butler Rupert smiled politely and stepped back, thinking his job there was done—

"Oh, Butler Rupert," Aaron added suddenly, "I brought something for you from my trip. I’ll send it to you later."

That earned him a small nod of appreciation before Butler Rupert finally made his exit, wisely choosing self-preservation over curiosity.

"Leo, how about you go change?" Ivy said, gently running her hand over his head.

"Yes, my dear nephew," Aaron chimed in with a smile that was just a little too sweet. "Why don’t you go freshen up?"

Leo pursed his lips, glancing between the two of them. His instincts screamed danger.

Leaving these two alone felt like signing a peace treaty... right before a war.

"Ah, don’t worry," Ivy added with a cheeky smile. "I won’t break your uncle’s bones."

Aaron choked on absolutely nothing.

"Ahem—" he cleared his throat, refusing to let the embarrassment show on his face, even as his soul momentarily left his body.

Leo hesitated for a second longer, still suspicious... but then Ivy gave him a reassuring nod.

Instantly, his worry melted into a bright smile.

"Okay then! Time to freshen up!" he declared before happily running upstairs.

And just like that, the battlefield was cleared. Or so did they thought.

Now, with only Ivy and Aaron left sitting across from each other, the air turned thick again, heavy with unspoken threats.

Aaron leaned back slightly, his gaze sharpening.

"What are your intentions, lady?" he asked bluntly, not bothering to sugarcoat his words this time.

Ah... Why are all the Emerson brothers obsessed with the same question? First Xander, now him.

While Xander could be genuinely intimidating, Ivy could clearly tell that Aaron was... trying. Like really trying.

"Are you asking about earlier," Ivy said lazily, arching a brow as she crossed one leg over the other, "when I almost punched you?"

Aaron coughed, his back still very much remembering her kick, but he quickly masked it, straightening his posture.

Ivy’s lips curled into a smile.

That smile. It made Aaron frown instantly.

"You!" he snapped, pointing an accusing finger at her. "Are you not sorry for what you did? How can you just kick me like that—hah?!"

He tried to sound intimidating. He really did. But the effect was somewhere between an angry puppy and a mildly offended patient.

Aaron had always believed he had the presence to scare people... but deep down, he knew the truth. Even a fly wouldn’t flinch.

And yet, here he was, trying to intimidate this woman—the same woman his brother had brought into their home.

I can’t let her waver me. Focus, Aaron.

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