The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 695

Naylor dropped a bombshell. “Baillie’s getting married. And guess who the lucky spouse is? That wealthy woman we ran into at the golf club.”

Ivy blurted out, “He’s getting married?”

“Yeah, what else would you call it?” Naylor’s smirk was loaded with meaning. “He’s definitely not the one wearing the pants in that relationship.”

Ivy caught on and shrugged. “Well, good for him, honestly. Marrying into money is probably the best outcome he could hope for.”

After all, aside from his youth, good looks, and a decent physique, Baillie didn’t have much else going for him.

Even his character was questionable at best.

The fact that this rich woman had taken a liking to him was nothing short of a

stroke of luck.

Jamison interjected, “Ivy has nothing to do with the Windsors anymore. None of this concerns her.”

“Oh, but it does,” Naylor countered. “Your wife still runs Windsor Holdings. If Baillie cozies up to his sugar mama and gets his hands on her cash, he’ll be plotting to win Windsor Holdings back in no time.” That was the real reason Naylor had decided to bring up the subject.

The Windsors always did things with an agenda. If Baillie wasn’t plotting something, no way would he swallow his pride and “marry” a woman old enough to be his aunt.

Ivy just laughed. “Windsor Holdings doesn’t mean anything to me anymore. If they want it, let them have it.”

She’d even been worried no one would want to take that hot potato off her hands.

Emma was gone, her revenge complete.

The hurt the Windsor family had caused her–she’d paid it all back in full these past

months.

The past was smoke, drifting away with the wind.

As long as the Windsors left her alone, she had no desire to keep fighting them.

She had so many more meaningful things to do with her life.

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After the conversation, Ivy didn’t give it another thought.

Until the Windsor family actually sent her a wedding invitation.

She stared at the glossy photo of the couple on the card–Baillie looking dashing, his bride elegant–and couldn’t help but sigh.

“He’s just like Emma, willing to sacrifice anything, even himself, to get what he

wants.”

Jamison wrapped his arms around her from behind, glanced at the invitation, and suddenly said, “Whoever did their wedding photos is good. Once you’re feeling better, maybe we should get a set done too.”

Ivy turned to face him. “You’re planning to have a wedding?”

“Eventually, sure.” He gazed at her, his eyes lingering on her delicate features, and Ivy could sense his mind drifting elsewhere.

But before he could lean in for a kiss, she had already dodged out of his embrace, quick as a cat.

“Keep your distance,” she teased, giving him a warning look.

Jamison just grinned, undeterred. “You really should think about the wedding.”

He hadn’t cared much about it before–he’d always left the choice up to her, ceremony or not.

But now, with her returning to work, shining in the heart of the city and surrounded by business elites, he couldn’t help but feel the wedding needed to happen–something big, something official.

He quickly changed his pitch. “The last time our family celebrated anything was when Hal was born. It’s been far too quiet for years. Maybe a little happiness would do us all some good–maybe even help your grandmother feel better.”

He looked at her with a gentle smile.

Ivy rolled her eyes. “Don’t try to wrap up your jealousy in pretty words. I know exactly why you want that wedding.”

Dr. Ludwig, standing nearby, just coughed awkwardly.

Ivy tossed the invitation aside and drawled, “Not going. Total waste of time.”

“Fine, we won’t go.”

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Chapter 695

The day before Ivy was discharged, she got an unexpected visitor.

Mr. Shaw, who’d mentioned several times that he wanted to check in on her, finally arrived at the hospital.

He called just minutes before showing up. He explained that he’d had a client. meeting nearby and figured he’d stop in to see how she was doing, bringing his assistant along.

With him going out of his way, Ivy felt it would be rude to refuse.

After she hung up, she considered telling Jamison, but when she called, he didn’t answer. Clearly, he was busy.

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