CHAPTER 549: CHAPTER 549: ARE YOU SERIOUS? WILL YOU MARRY ME?

Shameless.

Ivy silently cursed in her heart. Nicole was backing Howard, so what else could she say? She couldn’t possibly tell Nicole what Howard had Dr. Mendez do to her. For one, she couldn’t bring herself to say it; and secondly, Nicole was too young and wouldn’t understand. It wasn’t appropriate to explain it to her.

Forget it.

What if it gets extracted? The chances of it resulting in a pregnancy are slim, and even if they were high, it would probably fail for her.

Seeing Ivy seem to compromise, Howard was very pleased.

He drove Ivy and Nicole home, where the servants had prepared lunch, mostly nutritious dishes.

Ivy had been to the hospital and was in low spirits with no appetite, but Howard kept attentively offering her food, only a step away from feeding her himself.

After lunch, around three o’clock.

Dr. Mendez called.

"Mr. Yeats, the follicles are very healthy."

Hearing this, Howard’s fingers trembled with excitement.

"I can soon have a child, right?"

He confirmed again.

"Yes, Mr. Yeats, when are you available to come over?"

"Right now."

After hanging up, Howard wore a blissful smile as he whistled and energetically approached Ivy. Seeing Nicole napping, he suddenly hugged Ivy from behind.

"Ah~"

Ivy barely let out a sound before Howard covered her mouth.

"It’s me, darling."

Ivy blushed and struggled in his arms.

"Don’t move, I have some important good news for you."

"?"

Ivy whispered, "Let go of me first."

Howard stubbornly said, "No, you’re about to become my wife."

"..." Ivy.

Howard leaned close to Ivy’s ear, smiling as he softly said, "The doctor says you’re healthy, and we’ll soon have a healthy baby born."

Ivy was taken aback, but moments later she regained her composure.

Impossible.

Howard must be lying.

"Got it."

Ivy didn’t expose Howard.

"Aren’t you happy?"

Howard tilted his head, a bit upset seeing Ivy’s lack of joy on her face.

Ivy initially wanted to say, "What’s there to be happy about?" but thought better of it. If she said that, Howard would surely be angry, and right now, she didn’t want to provoke him.

Because...

"Happy." She forced a smile, albeit a stiff one.

Seeing her smile, even though it wasn’t very joyful, Howard took it as acceptance.

It’s okay; as long as Ivy is willing to slowly accept, he can give her plenty of time.

"I need to go out this afternoon. When I return, we’ll go to the biggest jewelry store in Ravenswood and choose the wedding day jewelry first. Then we’ll go to the bridal shop to have a designer make a custom dress for you."

"You’re going out this afternoon?" Ivy suddenly asked, sensing her question was odd and continued, "Where are you going?"

"Haha, just to take care of some things." Howard didn’t reveal the truth, afraid Ivy would misunderstand.

He truly didn’t care about the child; he was doing all this to keep Ivy.

Ivy didn’t press further; instead, she said, "Then I want to go to the jewelry store myself first. Can you ask the driver to take me? I’ll call you when I’ve chosen something. By then, you should be done, and we can go to the bridal shop without coming back too late."

Howard couldn’t believe his ears: "Ivy, are you serious? You’re really willing to marry me?"

He hugged Ivy in excitement, nothing made him happier than Ivy agreeing to marry him.

"Hmm."

Ivy shyly nodded.

Howard cupped Ivy’s face, kissing her several times and giving her a peck on the lips: "Great, Ivy, do you know how happy I am right now?"

Ivy blushed and gestured for Howard to be quiet, then looked at Nicole: "She just fell asleep, don’t wake her up."

Howard nodded, still smiling like a blooming sunflower, whispering, "Okay, I’ll listen to you. I’ll inform the driver. Wait for me at the jewelry store, I’ll be there soon."

Watching Howard leave, Ivy’s smile faded. She sat down by Nicole’s bed, softly saying, "Nicole, it’s time for us to go."

About half an hour later.

Once Ivy was sure Howard had left, she woke Nicole.

The driver took the mother and daughter to the largest jewelry store in Ravenswood. Mentioning Howard’s name, the manager personally presented the most expensive jewelry for Ivy to choose from.

Seeing the tags on the jewelry, Ivy was startled: "This is too expensive. I want something cheaper, perhaps a gold necklace around a few thousand."

Now it was the manager’s turn to be shocked: "That’s not possible, Miss Linden. If Mr. Yeats knew I offered you such a cheap necklace, he’d have my head on a platter."

The manager tried to help Ivy try them on, but she refused, so he turned his attention to Nicole.

"Little princess, you’re as pretty as your mommy. Can you try it on for her?"

"Okay."

Nicole was mesmerized by the beautiful diamond necklace, especially since she was helping her beloved mommy try it on.

"Nicole, you shouldn’t..."

"Oh, what’s wrong with that? This necklace will eventually become a family heirloom, passed down to the little princess! The little princess is just trying it on in advance. Don’t be stingy, mommy."

The manager intentionally twisted Ivy’s words, successfully helping Nicole try on the diamond necklace.

At this moment.

Two fashionable women in long boots walked in.

"Chloe, look at that woman. Isn’t she your sister-in-law... Ivy Linden? And that child should be her daughter, Nicole, right?"

Violet widened her eyes in disbelief. This jewelry store was notoriously expensive in Ravenswood. Wasn’t Ivy divorced with nothing? Where did she get the money to spend in such a high-end place?

Chloe took a closer look and indeed, it was Ivy.

She stomped over.

Seeing Nicole wearing the store’s prized necklace, she was stunned. Watching the manager putting an exorbitantly priced pigeon blood red ruby bracelet on Ivy, Chloe’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"So, it’s the former sister-in-law abandoned by my brother? Which old man have you hooked up with now? Looking at such an expensive necklace and bracelet, I bet the old man can’t afford them, right?"

Chloe sarcastically advised the manager, "Don’t say I didn’t warn you; she can’t afford this. When she divorced my brother, she left with nothing. Even if she’s hooked up with an old man, it would barely cover living expenses. With her looks, maybe offer her a cheap two-thousand-dollar necklace and bracelet. Perhaps when the old man comes, he’ll be generous enough to buy them for her."