The Kiss that Sparked it All (Ellinor and Theo) novel Chapter 1955

Chapter 1955 

“I had never interfered in your matters, but now that you’re married, things have changed. Ivy is my granddaughter-in-law, and I have to speak up for her when things going awry.” It was a rare occasion that Alyssa would confront Balfour with such a stern expression. 

“Do you know how Ivy came home today?” she asked Balfour, her eyes narrowing with concern. 

Balfour, puzzled, responded, “What’s the problem? Didn’t Quinton drive her home?” 

Alyssa scoffed with a mix of frustration and disappointment. “Quinton? Don’t try to pull the wool over my eyes, young man. She came home in another man’s car! One of the housemaids saw it and told me. How can you call yourself a husband if you’re letting your wife hitch rides with other men?” 

Balfour’s brows furrowed; had Ivy not called Quinton? Then whose car had she come back in? Could it be Nolan? The thought made his expression turn to stone. That woman was clearly taking his warnings lightly, daring to fraternize with Nolan behind his back. 

“Balfour, Ivy is still a girl, and now that you’ve brought her into our home, you can’t treat her like this! You can’t let anyone else bring her home again. She’s your wife, and you need to take responsibility for her.” 

Balfour masked his irritation in front of Alyssa, nodding in agreement to appease her. “Don’t worry, Grandma. Today was an exception. It won’t happen again.” 

“And another thing,” Alyssa continued as she pulled out a brochure from her desk drawer, “now that you and Ivy are married, we can’t have her feel shortchanged. A wedding is still in order. I’ve consulted with some wedding planners; here’s the information they gave me. When you have a moment, look it over with Ivy and see what style she likes.” 

Balfour glanced at the brochure but made no move to take it. “Grandma, Ivy and I don’t plan on having a wedding. She’s not into that sort of thing; a simple courthouse marriage is fine.” 

“How can you not have a wedding? She’s given herself to you willingly, and you can’t even give her a proper ceremony? Girls might be too shy to say it, but they all dream of wearing a wedding dress, of having their special day!” 

Balfour had brought Ivy home primarily to satisfy his grandparents’ expectations, intending to keep things low-key. The last thing he wanted was a spectacle that would complicate matters when they eventually parted ways. 

But with Alyssa insisting, he saw no way to dissuade her. He reluctantly took the brochures and stood up. “You’re right, Grandma. I’ll discuss it with Ivy.” 

Alyssa seemed pleased. “Go rest now, and have Ivy look at these before bed. Let me know what she prefers.” 

After Balfour watched his grandmother retire to her room with the help of a maid, he headed to his bedroom. 

Pushing open the door, he found Ivy seemingly asleep in bed. She looked peaceful enough. 

But Balfour wasn’t in the mood for tenderness. He woke her abruptly, “Wake up!”