Felix Chandler came in from outside and heard Ivy's screaming from afar, feeling somewhat annoyed. However, he had been interested in Ivy for a long time. Although everything that should and shouldn't be done was almost done, this woman didn't know who she was saving herself for, still maintaining that line of defense.
If he had gotten her earlier, he certainly wouldn't care about her now, but the allure of the unattainable is what makes it captivating.
"What's wrong, baby?" Felix walked in, wrapping his arms around the woman's waist from behind, pressing closely together ambiguously.
"Felix, you lied to me," Ivy shouted excitedly. "That woman is perfectly fine, and now everyone thinks I'm dead, but nothing's wrong with her at all."
