Chapter 128 We could start over

"Miss Blair!" Ivy's voice rang clear from the doorway. Caught off guard, Tristan realized the door hadn't been closed properly. A wave of panic washed over him—if Ivy saw them like this... He quickly jumped up, covering Nova with the blanket to conceal any signs of impropriety. Zipping up his pants, he barely caught his breath when Ivy burst through the door. "Oh, Daddy, you're here too? Why didn't you answer?" she chirped. Tristan steadied himself and grabbed a nearby medicine bottle. "Oh, Ivy, Daddy was just... applying some ointment to Miss Blair," he improvised, trying to sound nonchalant. He pretended to be busy with the medicine, though he hadn't even opened the bottle yet. It needed to look believable. "Is Miss Blair's foot still hurting?" Ivy inquired, peering around the room but noticing nothing unusual. She felt something was off with Tristan and Nova, though. Nova, tucked under the blanket, managed a shy response, "No, it's better now... Thank you, Ivy." Tristan si