Finally reaching the front entrance of the hospital, Ivy turned back to address the crowd, âI hope you all wonât follow us in. Itâs full of patients inside, and youâll disturb their rest.â
Even faced with the reporters, Balfourâs grip on Ivyâs hand was unyielding, their fingers entwined without a momentâs pause.
The journalists had some conscience left; after Ivyâs plea, they refrained from pressing further into the hospital.
However, seizing the moment, one reporter couldnât resist asking, âAre the two of you officially announcing your relationship now?â
Their cameras zoomed in on the clasped hands for a close-up.
âDonât you folks usually âspeak through the lensâ? Why bother asking me now?â
With a wry smile, Ivy pulled Balfour into the hospital. As the doors swung shut behind them, the opportunity for more photos was lost.
âMan, sheâs got the CEOâs girlfriend attitude down pat,â one of the reporters muttered disdainfully, unimpressed with Ivy.
âTell me, if it wasnât for her connection with Balfour, how could she have such great opportunities? Now, she even dares to challenge us. Sheâs got some nerve.â
The male reporters huddled together, their words growing more offensive until a female colleague couldnât take it anymore. She scoffed. âYeah, sheâs got every right to be high and mighty with Balfour by her side. Why donât you try flirting in front of Balfour and see if you can catch his interest? Then maybe you wouldnât have to stand here with your cameras, spewing jealousy. Itâs sickening.â
âHey, why are you turning this on me? Sheâs mocking our entire press corps, you know. Are you not one of us? Defending that woman? I just donât get you.â
The female reporter packed up her gear, sparing the man not a glance. âIâm not about to stoop to your level of picture gossiping. Iâm no part of your âteamâ.â
The male reporter was about to retort, but someone grabbed his arm. âDonât argue with her. Sheâs from the Sunrise Gazette. They donât play in our league.â
âPfft, arenât they just another third-rate rag? Why put on airs?â
Despite his scornful words, everyone knew that all the reporters present would leap at the chance to work for such a publication if they could.
Inside the hospital, Ivy finally let out a sigh of relief, giving Balfourâs hand a little shake. âIâm sorry you have to deal with this media circus because of me. Youâre not used to this.â
Balfour had always been well-known, but he shied away from the public eye, so even with the pervasive reach of the internet, only the occasional blurry photo of him would surface And even then, the legal team of Howard Group was quick to take down any such images But today, Balfour stood in front of her, shielding her from the media onslaught If not for her, Balfour would likely be sitting comfortably in his CEO office at Howard Group headquarters rather than being interrogated like a spectacle Balfour smiled softly. âWhatâs this? Just a few unfortunate pictures. Since the day we decided to walk this path together I knew we might face some complications, right? Youâre not having second thoughts, are you?
âOf course not! Iâm just worried you might find it uncomfortable. Today was an accident! promise I wonât let you be hounded by cameras again. You protect me, and I want to protect you too Ivyâs eyes sparkled as she spoke, melting Balfourâs heart. He leaned in close, pressing a kiss into her hair. âTodayâs oversight wasnât just on you. I wonât let you face such chaos again, eitherâ