Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 811 Go Straight To Damion'S Side

Chapter 811 Go Straight To Damion's Side

Ivy looked at Damion, feeling a bit confused about what he meant. Her first reaction was that Damion

had really beautiful hands. She never knew that a man's hands could be so attractive. This made her

feel self-conscious about her rough and calloused hands, which she didn't dare to show in front of him.

Seeing Ivy standing there in confusion, Damion felt a bit helpless. He took Ivy's hand and held it in his

palm, instantly enveloping her cold hand with warmth. It was then that Ivy realized how nervous she

had become since coming to this place.

Feeling even more uneasy now, Ivy felt as if Damion had found out some secret of hers. Meanwhile,

Damion hadn't expected Ivy's hand to be so cold either. He gently rubbed it to comfort her.

"Let's go see if there's anything you like," said Damion.

Ivy was led by the hand into the store before realizing what he meant by his words. She stopped

walking and looked at him hesitantly before addressing him formally, "Mr. Bishop..."

Before the conversation even began, Ivy noticed Damion furrow his brow, looking unhappy.

Damion spoke up, "You always call me Mr. Bishop. That's strange."

Ivy realized he was right. It was odd. But she didn't know what else to call him.

Should she just use his first name? That seemed even stranger and impolite.

What about Brother Bishop or Uncle Bishop? Those were just as weird.

Damion suggested, "Just call me Damion."

That was what Casey called him anyway, and Ivy was like a little sister to him now too.

Ivy obediently replied with a sweet smile, "Okay, Damion."

His mood lifted at her agreeable response. "Come on," he said. "Let's go turn you into a miracle

transformation."

Ivy blinked her eyes and naturally understood the origin of the "Miracle Ivy" joke. However, she never This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

expected that Damion would know about it.

But something was off.

After walking a few steps, Ivy stopped and looked at Damion. "Damion, wait a minute. I haven't finished

speaking."

Patiently stopping in his tracks, Damion looked at Ivy and said, "Okay, you have two minutes. Say

everything you want to say at once."

If she kept dragging on like this, the mall would close.

Ivy said, "Damion, are you trying to buy me something?"

"Hmm?" Damion raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Damion," Ivy continued. "Don't spend too much money on me. I can't afford it."

Damion couldn't help but laugh at what Ivy had just said.

He playfully flicked her forehead with his hand and said, "Who told you to pay me back?"

This time he flicked her harder than usual.

Ivy's forehead turned red from where he hit her. She looked like an abused animal.

Her clever little brain had been addled by Damion.

Damion chuckled and said, "Don't be mad at me. I won't do it again."

Ivy pouted her lips and looked at Damion, not daring to say anything more.

"Let's go. The mall is really closing soon," said Damion.

Ivy obediently followed Damion, letting him lead her wherever he wanted to go. She would follow him

anywhere he went.

Damion was very satisfied with Ivy's obedience. He didn't waste any time and led the girl inside.

Although Ivy's attention had been diverted by Damion earlier, she was still a bit stiff and didn't know

where to look with her eyes wandering around aimlessly.

Damion sighed inwardly. This girl was really too tense.

He led Ivy into a store but even he wasn't comfortable in this situation since he wasn't good at choosing

clothes for girls either.

The salesperson saw them come in and immediately imagined a big drama unfolding before them. The

difference between their styles was so great that it made their relationship seem very abnormal

especially considering how young Ivy looked compared to Damion who appeared much older than her

age group should be hanging out with normally.

Damien looked down at Ivy and said, "Let's take a look around first and see if there is anything you

like."

In fact, Ivy was already dazzled by everything around her. She had never seen such beautiful clothes

before except on her phone screen when browsing online stores. But now, she could see them up

close in person for the first time ever!

Now it was up to Ivy to choose, but she had no idea where to start.

Seeing her dilemma, Damion didn't force her and instead picked out a few outfits according to his own

taste.

"Go try them on," he said.

Ivy obediently went into the dressing room and carefully began trying on the clothes. The first one she

tried was a green halter dress with a unique shoulder design that perfectly highlighted her collarbone

and shoulders.

As Ivy stepped out of the dressing room, Damion was still picking out clothes for her. A salesperson

walked over and glanced up and down at Ivy with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

This girl looked like a poor student who relied on being kept by someone else. She wasn't particularly

pretty either, so it was obvious that she must have used some kind of trickery to seduce men. How

despicable!

Ivy sensed the salesperson's judgmental gaze upon her and looked back at her. The salesperson

quickly put on a professional smile and asked, "Madam, how do you feel about this dress?"

Even though she despised this girl in her heart, she could tell that the man accompanying her today

was willing to spend big money on buying clothes for her. It would be unwise not to get along with

someone just because of personal feelings towards her.

This little lamb waiting to be slaughtered could potentially help boost her monthly sales performance

significantly if handled properly.

However, Ivy didn't give her this opportunity.

She ignored the salesperson and walked straight to Damion's side.