Chapter 2316


    Chapter 2316


    Balfour halted in his tracks, his gaze dropping earnestly to meet Ivy’s as he apologized.


    “I messed up, I really did. I shouldn’t have shot off my mouth like that. Sorry, Ivy, I won’t make that


    mistake again.”


    But as Ivy locked eyes with him, all the hurt she’d been holding back surged forth.


    She bit her lip, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, determined not to let them fall.


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    “It’s fine, as long as you know you screwed up. It wasn’t even my fault to begin with, and you just


    dumped the me on me.”


    Her tears trickled down her cheeks, dropping on Balfour’s arm. Even through the fabric of his long


    sleeves, Ivy’s tears seemed to scorch his skin.


    He hadn’t realized his careless words could wound her so deeply, nor had he seen past her carefree


    facade to the bitterness and hardship she kept hidden.


    She was a good actress, never letting anyone see her pain.


    His voice hoarse, he stopped in his tracks, looking deeply into Ivy’s eyes and said, “I’m sorry, truly, I


    apologize again.”


    Ivy wasn’t sure if she could trust him; they’d had their squabbles before, and Balfour had always said


    sorry.


    Yet, whenever Mara came around, Ivy felt pushed aside, an afterthought.


    If she couldn’t be the most important person in his heart, could she ever truly have him?


    Ivy didn’t just want a fraction of his love; she craved his undivided affection.


    She buried herself in his embrace, putting off all other thoughts. For now, she had all of him to herself.


    Alyssa gasped when she saw Balfour return with Ivy in his arms, “Oh my, what happened? Did Ivy get


    hurt?”


    Mara’s expression darkened. She had to ask Balfour to carry her, and yet he came back holding Ivy?


    That girl was ying her cards well. Without her saying a word, would Balfour have ever scooped her


    up?


    Then there were Dean and Alyssa, weing Ivy back with open arms and warm concern.


    “It’s nothing serious, Grandma,” Ivy said, her face streaked with tears. “Just took a little tumble, might


    have twisted my ankle a bit.”


    Thankfully, the dimming light hid her tear-stained cheeks. Alyssa, fearing the shlight might hurt her


    eyes, had turned it off.


    If Alyssa could see the tears, she would undoubtedly worry more.


    But Alyssa knew Ivy too well. Hearing her downy the incident, she didn’t buy it for a second.


    If it wasn’t serious, why would Ivy let Balfour carry her all the way back?


    “You silly girl, trying to keep secrets from me again. Now that we’re home, you must tell me if you’re in


    any pain, alright? Let me take care of you. Today was just an ident, and since you’re hurt, we


    should head to the hospital right away. Dean already called the team leaders; they’re on their way back


    now.”


    Balfour held Ivy steady in his arms, not letting her down.


    Feeling her struggle, he tightened his embrace, making sure she wouldn’t move.


    “You’re injured. Do you want to make it worse? Do you even care about getting back to the set?”


    With Balfour’s convincing words, Alyssa joined in persuading her, and Ivy finally settled down in his


    arms.


    When she identally locked eyes with Mara, she saw the undisguised malice. Ivy returned the stare


    with a coolposure.


    If Mara wasn’t going to hide her dislike, then there was no reason for Ivy to go out of her way to please


    her.