Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman Chapter 139: I was worried about you

It had only been ten minutes since Ivy and Sal arrived at Lola’s apartnt, and already the n assigned to watch over them were running out of patience.

"I wonder how much longer they’re going to take," Percy muttered, checking his watch for what felt like the hundredth ti.

The three of them were parked along the curb in separate vehicles, blending in with the normal traffic.

Beside him, Benny took another bite of his sandwich and nodded in agreent.

"At least we know they’re safe."

"That’s true," Nico said from the backseat.

His attention never left the surroundings.

Ever since the incident at the academy, Xander had tightened Ivy’s security and ordered them to keep a closer eye on her without drawing attention.

Which was why they were dressed in casual clothes instead of their usual black suits.

To anyone passing by, they looked like ordinary n going about their day.

In reality, they were monitoring everything.

Nico’s sharp eyes swept across the street once again.

"So far, no one’s been following them."

"Good," Percy replied.

Then suddenly, his expression changed.

"Actually... I think we might have a problem."

His words imdiately caught Benny’s and Nico’s attention.

"What?" Benny asked.

Percy nodded toward the entrance of the apartnt building.

A sleek car had just pulled into the driveway.

The mont the driver stepped out, all three n froze.

Benny nearly dropped the rest of his sandwich.

"Hell no."

Nico leaned forward.

"What is he doing here?"

***

anwhile, upstairs in Lola’s apartnt, the atmosphere was considerably less dramatic.

At least for everyone except Lola.

Ivy stared at her friend and winced.

"No wonder you sounded like you were about to cry over the phone."

Lola looked terrible.

Her mascara was sared beneath her eyes.

Her hair resembled a bird’s nest.

And judging by her expression, she hadn’t slept much either.

"Seriously," Sal said, looking mildly horrified. "You need to clean yourself up. Just sitting there is enough to scare people."

Lola shot him a glare.

Unfortunately, she lacked the energy to make it intimidating.

"You two are impossible."

She buried her face in her hands.

"You’re not being understanding at all. I’ve been lying in bed all morning because I finally realized what I did last night."

Sal imdiately narrowed his eyes.

"Is this about threatening to beat up Xander if he ever hurts Ivy?"

The effect was imdiate.

Lola’s face went completely pale.

anwhile, Ivy slowly turned to look at her.

"You actually said that?"

Lola looked ready to pass out.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes," Sal replied helpfully.

"What exactly did you say?" Ivy asked, trying—and failing—not to laugh.

The more horrified Lola looked, the harder it beca to keep a straight face.

Lola grabbed a cushion and hugged it against her chest.

"I don’t rember the exact words."

"That’s even worse," Sal inford her.

"Oh my God."

Lola buried her face in the cushion.

"What have I done?"

Ivy had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing.

Truthfully, she wasn’t worried.

If Xander had genuinely been offended, Lola would’ve probably found a resignation letter waiting for her this morning.

The fact that nothing had happened ant he either hadn’t cared...

Or he had found the whole thing amusing.

Neither option seed particularly dangerous.

Unfortunately, Lola wasn’t thinking that far ahead.

She yanked at her hair dramatically.

"Oh my God, I threatened Xander Erson."

"Technically, yes."

"I threatened Xander Erson!"

Sal nodded.

"Still true."

Lola looked monts away from tears.

The funny thing was, waking up beside Taylor had originally been the most shocking part of her morning.

Now it barely registered.

Compared to realizing she’d drunkenly threatened one of the most powerful n in the city, everything else suddenly seed insignificant.

"Oh my God," she groaned again.

"I’m never drinking alcohol again."

Neither Ivy nor Sal believed her for a second.

"Ugh, I really need to wash off this embarrassnt before I die slling like it."

Lola threw the comforter aside and climbed out of bed.

Grabbing a towel, she was about to head to the bathroom when the doorbell rang.

"Are you expecting soone?" Sal asked with a frown, already moving toward the door.

Before he could take another step, Ivy held out a hand to stop him and walked ahead instead.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to ntion it," Lola said casually.

Ivy paused, her hand already on the doorknob.

"The person outside is none other than Kevin."

Lola’s eyes widened a second later.

"Wait—"

But it was too late.

The door was already open.

Ivy froze.

Standing on the other side was Kevin.

For a mont, neither of them spoke. The noise inside the apartnt faded into the background as they stared at each other.

***

An awkward silence filled the living room.

Kevin sat at one end of the couch, nursing a cup of coffee. Every now and then, his gaze drifted toward Ivy, who sat across from him with her arms crossed tightly over her chest.

Neither of them seed willing to be the first to speak.

anwhile, Lola and Sal lingered near the corner of the room, stealing glances at the pair.

"You shouldn’t have asked him to co," Sal muttered under his breath. "Do you realize how much he annoyed with all those phone calls and ssages? The guy practically blew up my phone. I almost wanted to throw it into the ocean before I finally switched it off."

Lola shot him an offended look.

"Why are you blaming ? I only called him because you and Ivy were coming over. Besides, didn’t Ivy say they were schoolmates?"

Sal fell silent.

It was true. Ivy had said they were schoolmates.

But what he had noticed was the way she beca guarded whenever Kevin was around. There was a tension between them that went far beyond a simple old friendship.

Does Raven know sothing she hasn’t told us? he wondered.

Lola narrowed her eyes when she noticed him zoning out.

Without hesitation, she smacked his shoulder.

"Ow!" Sal rubbed the spot and glared at her.

Lola ignored him completely.

Taking matters into her own hands, she walked over and dropped onto the couch beside Ivy.

"So," she began with a bright smile, determined to break the suffocating silence, "what brings you here, Kevin?"

Kevin imdiately shifted in his seat, looking slightly uncomfortable under everyone’s attention.

His gaze flickered briefly toward Ivy before returning to Lola.

"I was worried about Ivy," he admitted. "I saw what happened in the studio parking lot the other day."