Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: This is embarrassing

While the atmosphere inside the Old Emerson Residence remained warm and pleasant, things were entirely different at the Emerson Mansion.

The moment Ivy realized Leo would be staying with his great-grandfather for the entire weekend, the mansion suddenly felt far too quiet.

And strangely empty.

Disheartened, she quietly finished her dinner before returning to her room.

But sleep was nowhere near her tonight.

After spending almost the entire day resting inside the room, Ivy had come to realize something she honestly didn’t know how to process.

She was far more comfortable whenever Xander wasn’t around.

And that realization alone annoyed her.

Because every single time the man appeared before her, something inside her would instantly become restless.

Her thoughts would grow messy.Her breathing uneven.And her heart—

Her stupid heart would suddenly start pounding uncontrollably for absolutely no reason.

Even now, lying alone in bed, her mind shamelessly drifted back to earlier.

To his hand around her wrist.To the warmth of his arm around her waist.To the way he had looked at her while asking if Sal was her lover.

Ivy instantly groaned and buried her face into the pillow.

"Goodness... what is wrong with me?" she mumbled in frustration.

She had met countless dangerous men before.

Men who flirted.Men who threatened.Men who underestimated her.

Yet none of them had ever affected her the way Xander somehow did so effortlessly.

And the worst part?

The man barely even tried.

Sometimes he would simply stand there looking at her with that unreadable expression, and somehow her entire body would become painfully aware of his presence.

It was ridiculous.

Absolutely ridiculous.

Ivy rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling with a deep frown.

"Maybe I hit my head when I fainted," she muttered seriously. "That has to be it."

Because there was no logical explanation for why she kept replaying every little interaction with him inside her head like some lovesick teenager.

Especially when the man himself was unbearably frustrating.

One minute he acted cold and distant like she was merely someone staying in his house temporarily.

The next minute he was staring at her as though she personally held control over his emotions.

And then there was the jealousy.

Ivy still couldn’t forget the way his face darkened at the mention of Sal.

The memory alone made her blink slowly.

Good because if he were your lover... he’d already be dead.

The words echoed inside her head again.

Ivy immediately grabbed a pillow and smacked it against her face.

"What kind of insane thing was that supposed to mean?" she groaned.

Was he threatening her?Warning her?Confessing something?

Honestly, with Xander, it was impossible to tell.

The man behaved like someone who hated emotional vulnerability yet somehow kept creating emotionally confusing situations.

And annoyingly enough...

A part of her had noticed the relief in his eyes after she denied Sal was her lover.

That was what bothered her the most.

Because it had looked genuine.

Ivy slowly lowered the pillow and sighed deeply.

"Ugh... this is bad."

She had spent years carefully controlling herself.

Trusting people had never come easily to her.

Getting attached? Even worse.

Yet now she found herself overthinking every little thing Xander said or did.

Leo’s room.

’This will work.’

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