By the time Ivy returned to her room, still flustered and embarrassed from earlier, Leo was already waiting for her on the bed.
The little boy had clearly been trying to stay awake just for her.
"Mommy, what took you so long?" Leo asked curiously.
But before Ivy could answer, he suddenly paused.
His eyes slowly narrowed at her face.
"Mommy…" he said suspiciously, "why is your face so red?"
Ivy instantly froze.
She had still been distracted by the memory of Xander carefully massaging her legs moments ago.
And unfortunately, the second her eyes landed on her reflection in the dressing table mirror, embarrassment flooded her all over again.
"I It's nothing," she lied quickly before joining Leo under the blanket.
Unfortunately, Leo clearly did not believe her.
His small brows furrowed seriously.
"Mommy," he said while turning fully toward her, "did Dad hurt you?"
The moment he asked that, Ivy noticed the protective look on his face.
