I Really Love Xavier

Lin Baozhai just stared back at him, blinking her eyes confused, with her mouth slightly agape. She could not believe what she was hearing, after a while of staring and blinking she finally spoke, "So does that also apply to her almost dying?" she tried to keep her voice steady.

"I was just respecting her decisions mom, besides you always tell me and Xander to respect women no matter what, how much more my wife? Besides you were here to help her so that's killing two birds with one stone," he replied bluntly.

"Is that true dear?" she asked Ivy, taking her by surprise.

'Curse you, Mr. Qin!' she screamed inwardly before replying, "Y-yes, actually... I have a bad impression of men, I had experiences with a few and weren't very nice ones to imagine. That's why I feel very uncomfortable when men touch me apart from my brother. Please don't get me wrong I really l-l-l-love, love Xavier so much but I can't help it, I'm still traumatized by my past," she found it very difficult and obnoxious saying that word 'love' before Xavier's name.

Lin Baozhai's stern face had softened into a pitiful look, "I'm sorry dear if I had known I wouldn't have said that," she placed her hand on Ivy's shoulder, "But it's okay I'm sure that with time, you'll loosen up," Baozhai was trying to hide the downcast expression on her face and her voice but Ivy could still sense it. She knew that Lin Baozhai really wanted an heir and she just had to ruin her dreams with a super crazy lie, though it was partially true.

For the first time in a long time, Ivy actually felt bad about making someone sad, she just felt so connected to this woman, it was as if she was her long-lost mother.

"No it's okay ma'am, you had every right to say what you said, it's not like you'd known my story before saying it so please don't apologize," Ivy snapped when she couldn't take it anymore, shaking her head.

"Dear one, don't you ever call me ma'am, call me mom from now on, is that clear?" she warned her with a very serious look in her eyes as if it was a matter of life and death.

Yes... mom," Ivy almost stuttered.

"Very well then you two should go to bed, it's getting pretty late. After all, you need to get your honeymoon date planned out a-"

"Actually, I have to go home," Ivy cut in before she could finish her statement.

"What are you saying, dear? This is your home."

"Well I have a lot of important things at home I need to get, and I also have to start working on it tonight."

"Nonsense! You just got married and you want to start working. Not under my watch young lady," Lin Baozhai's voice was firm but not indicating any seriousness or anger. Ah jeez! this wasn't going to be a smooth ride. "I'll give your brother a call so that he'll get your 'important stuff' sent over here by tomorrow morning."

Ivy felt so frustrated, that she felt like pinching the gap between her brows.

"Now move along, go to bed. That way I'll be able to get an heir sooner from you both," Lin Baozhai said with glimmering eyes.

Ivy stood up first reluctantly then Xavier stood up to. Without a second thought, Ivy headed toward the stairs with Xavier right behind her.

When they were finally out of sight, she slumped back onto her chair and leaned back, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath with a small smile on her face.

Before she knew it, a strong pair of hands landed firmly on her shoulders that started rubbing her shoulders, making her feel at ease.

"That's nice... hmm... Xander I thought... you've gone to bed."

No reply.

"This is what I really needed, I never knew you were this good with massages. Xiao Zhan told me how skilled you were... but I... hmm... didn't think it'll be this good."

Still no reply.

"What's wrong with you? You're not usually this quiet, what's with the awkward silence, hmm? Is there something you want to tell me?"

Her eyes were still closed, enjoying the free massage given to her by her supposed son.

She opened her eyes slowly, "That's odd..." she trailed off when she saw a large hand with slender fingers, it was designed with all sorts of scars and she jumped at the sight of it.

She tried as much as possible to speak but no sound came out, after a while of searching for her voice, she stuttered, "Qin Huizhong? W-w-what are you doing here," she asked with a horror-stricken face combined with some sort of disgust.

The man just popped a cigarette in his mouth which was not yet lit, she looked up at him, and he had some sort of smug look on his face.

"I think you're forgetting that this is my house..." he inched closer to her with his hands buried deep in his pocket, each step he took forward made her step backward involuntarily until she hit the wall behind her and there was no room for her anymore because she had already trapped her, placing his hands on each side of the wall, with her in between. He leaned down toward her ear and completed his sentence, "...and you are my wife," he said in a lower, hoarse tone.

She could feel a chill run down her spine but she stood her ground and tried as much as possible to keep a straight face.

Before the blink of an eyelid, he took her in for a very tight hug, burying her head in his muscular, toned chest, and patting her head like she was some sort of doll. She stood in place in utter shock and eyes open, not knowing how to react. She opened her mouth to say something and as if he could feel it,

he beat her to it.

"Shh, I know you missed me, I'm sorry I didn't get to chance to see you the last time I came. How are you feeling now, sweetheart?"