Chapter 2375


    Chapter 2375


    Ivy’s stance was crystal clear; she’d rather bunk in her dorm than stay at home.


    She never did take to Mara, and he should’ve taken that to heart!


    Balfour was filled with a twinge of regret.


    With a hiss, Mara stirred, but Balfour swiftly pinned her shoulders down, “Don’t move.


    Your wound’s just been dressed. I’ll get the doctor to check on you.”


    Before Mara could even reply, Balfour had already called for the doctor.


    Watching his retreating figure, Mara’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. Despite getting hurt today, the


    oue was rather pleasing.


    She knew it-Balfour cared about her!


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    Oh sister dear, to be so cared for by Balfour, I owe you one!


    “Doc, could youe over and check if there’s anything else wrong with her now?”


    After a brief examination, the doctor turned to the family member and said, “Mr. Howard, no need to


    worry. Mrs. Howard’s juste around. Some difort is normal after a knock to the head. Right


    now, she just needs to rest easy. Our nurses wille by regrly to change her dressings.”


    Mara’s face lit up with a smug smile at being called Mrs. Howard.


    But the next moment, she adopted a bashful expression and said, “Doctor, you’re mistaken. I’m not


    Mrs. Howard.”


    The doctor nced back and forth between them, then awkwardly said, “Oh, my apologies, I thought


    the two of you were husband and wife. I am very sorry.”


    Balfour didn’t seem to care what was said.


    Once the doctor left, he sat down beside her again, “How are you feeling now?”


    Mara pouted, “It hurts. My head’s all fuzzy, and I can’t even nod without pain. I feel awful.”


    Balfour’s brow furrowed slightly, “What exactly happened in the bathroom? How did you end up on the


    floor?”


    However, Mara didn’t answer Balfour’s question directly; instead, she asked him, “Balfour, do you


    believe me?”


    Balfour didn’tmit to an answer and pressed on, “There were only you and Ivy in the rest room.


    What happened? I don’t believe she’dy a hand on you.”


    Ivy was always calm, asionally stubborn with Balfour, but she never got physical.


    The string of incidents on the set proved she hatedplications.


    She kept to herself, avoiding interaction with the crew whenever possible.


    Her demeanor might be cool, but her passion for work was undeniable, which was why the directors


    and the rest had taken a liking to her.


    But it was this favoritism that put Ivy in tough spots, and this made Balfour even more certain that Ivy


    was more likely to be the victim than the aggressor.


    “Balfour, you don’t seem to believe me at all. Why even ask me? Go ask Ivy what happened!” Mara


    retorted indignantly, as if she held a deep grudge against Ivy, even turning her face away.


    Seeing the tears at the corner of her eyes, Balfour felt helpless. “Alright, the doctor said you shouldn’t


    get too worked up. If you don’t want me to mention Ivy, I won’t.”


    Mara turned back to face him and said, “Yes, I don’t like Ivy, but do you even know why? Balfour, you


    only talk about how great Ivy is, believing she’s innocent. What about me? Did I throw myself to the


    ground?”


    Mara was the picture of distress, her eyes red and watery.


    “I thought when I woke up, you’d be investigating this matter. But you’ve already decided Ivy’s innocent


    without even asking me. What’s left for me to say?”