Chapter 2427
Just two flights of stairs, yet Ivy felt a restless unease whether sitting or standing until a knock from Balfour echoed at the door.
Her head whipped towards the entrance, instinctively knowing who was on the other side. It was the man who wanted to see her, the same man who’d been haunting her thoughts.
“Ivy, open up.”
Balfour’s voice held a sort of enchantment, drawing Ivy step by step toward the door.
The moment she slid the door open, the man she’d been longing for stood before her.
They locked eyes, both frozen in place.
“Ivy.” Her name once again fell from Balfour’s lips.
“Yeah, I hear you. No need to keep calling.”
The next instant, Balfour stepped forward, his hands gently cupping her face, feeling as though they were being warmed by a hearth.
Without a second thought, he surrendered to his instincts and did what he’d yearned to
He pressed a kiss to Ivy’s lips.
Her eyes widened in shock.
What on earth was he doing?
Ivy was so taken aback that their mutual yearning
moment.
Neither noticed a brief flicker of light to the left.
med to materialize in that very
With the door now softly closed, Balfour’s forehead rested against hers, his mood evidently lifted after acting on his desire.
A laugh emerged before him, no longer confined to a phone screen but reaching directly
to her ears.
“Do you like it when I kiss you?”
vy’s cheeks flared even hotter, Balfour still cradling her face, their shared warmth drawing their attention.
The more she blushed and tried to pull away, the tighter Balfour held on. In that moment, he seemed deaf to her protests, refusing to let her go.
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Chapter 2427
“Who’d like that?” Ivy murmured, her eyes downcast in shyness, yet her voice betrayed no real displeasure.
Balfour, knowing she shared his joy, felt content as well.
He pulled her into an embrace, resting his chin atop her head with a comfortable sigh.
“I’m sorry I didn’t come to you sooner. It was careless of me not to consider your feelings.”
Ivy leaned against his chest, feeling as though she’d won the lottery, barely daring to believe Balfour’s sincerity.
She gingerly reached out, tugging at the fabric of his shirt at his waist.
“Are you the real Balfour? Or some kind of specter in disguise?”
Ivy’s childlike question brought Balfour face-to-face with her insecurities and the ache in
her heart.
If only he had revealed his feelings sooner, she wouldn’t have felt so unsettled.
“You’re the enchantress, bewitching my mind. Keeping me so preoccupied with thoughts of you, I can’t even focus on work.”
Ivy’s heart pounded against her chest as she nuzzled into him.
“Ah, let’s not dwell on it. When have I ever really blamed you? If I truly held a grudge, there’s no way I’d let you into my room right now.”
Her voice was slightly hoarse, and upon noticing, Balfour loosened his grip, cradling her face, “I broke your heart, didn’t I? I’m sorry.”
Ivy shook her head, still struggling to trust this reality. She feared waking up to fit was all just a beautiful dream.
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