The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 792

But Carla seemed like a completely different person now—her eyes were wide and innocent, her expression vacant—yet she insisted on handing her little basket of flowers to Ivy. “Flowers... they’re pretty. You’re pretty too…”

Ivy, usually so sharp and quick-witted, was left utterly bewildered.

Seeing her son and daughter-in-law so tense and on guard, Adela Ludwig, already seated at the table, frowned in annoyance. “Your sister’s just giving you flowers—what are you hiding for? She isn’t going to hurt anyone now.”

Jamison instinctively wanted to argue with his mother, but Ivy quickly tugged his arm, signaling him not to rile up the old lady.

Stepping out from behind her husband, Ivy accepted the small flower basket from Carla. “Thank you, Carla.”

Carla smiled with the innocence of a child, her face open and slow. Then, at Adela’s invitation, she turned and took her place beside the older woman.

Holding the little basket, Ivy could barely contain her shock.

Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined this day would come—Carla, who always bristled with hostility, was now offering her a handmade floral arrangement, and with a smile no less.

She and Jamison exchanged glances, both of them still stunned.

It had been a long time since the Ludwig Mansion felt so peaceful.

Ever since Jamison and Ivy got together, every visit home had ended in tension and arguments—especially back when Micah was around. The atmosphere then was nothing short of hellish.

No one could have guessed that, after such a final separation, all those bitter days would finally be over.

Even Carla, who once hated Ivy with every fiber of her being, seemed to have let go of her pain and was now friendly—almost forgetful of the past.

Adela watched this scene with quiet relief, though her feelings toward Ivy remained complicated.

She still couldn’t shake the belief that her grandson’s death was, in some way, Ivy’s fault.

But now, she couldn’t bring herself to care about anything except her daughter’s well-being. As long as Carla was safe and sound, that was all she could ask for.

During dinner, the conversation turned to plans for New Year’s Eve. Danny suggested that everyone return to the Ludwig Mansion to celebrate together, then head off to their own lives a few days later.

Jamison had no objections. He glanced at Ivy, who nodded her agreement.

After all, she’d spent the last three years in captivity, forced to celebrate the holidays away from home. She’d dreamed of a warm family reunion, but reality had been far from it.

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