Old Madam Blackwood’s smile instantly darkened, "You rebellious grandson, what do you want to do!"
Simon Weldon clenched his fists tightly, years of Old Madam Blackwood’s oppressive dominance finally broke him at this moment: "I refuse to marry such a vicious woman!"
Ivy Kensington lowered her eyes, quietly listening to his words.
Simon Weldon continued, "She deliberately pushed Dahlia down the stairs, causing her to miscarry. I can’t marry such a malicious woman!"
The thought of losing the child he had eagerly anticipated filled Simon Weldon with rage.
As soon as these words were uttered, the entire room was in an uproar—
"Oh my God, I never thought someone could do such a thing! That’s truly heartless, not even sparing a child!"
"Dahlia Kensington is Mrs. Blackwood, could it be that she’s trying to replace her as Mrs. Blackwood?"
"I heard last time she fell into the water, Master Blackwood personally saved her. This woman must have seduced Master Blackwood in secret!"
At this moment, Dahlia Kensington had been invited to the scene with Old Madam Blackwood today. Hearing the insults hurled at Ivy, she smiled delightedly inside.
This time, Ivy Kensington is going to face public disgrace!
The engagement ceremony had also invited many journalists, and one sharp-eyed reporter quickly approached Dahlia for an interview: "Mrs. Blackwood, is it true that your child was lost because Ivy pushed you?"
"Mrs. Blackwood, did Ivy get involved in your relationship with Master Blackwood?"
Dahlia Kensington pursed her lips, her eyes red, "I am sad about losing the child... It’s not Ivy’s fault, only my own carelessness..."
Ah, so it really was Ivy who pushed her!
The engagement ceremony was live-streamed, and the backlash was immediate.
"Simon Weldon did the right thing, marrying such a malicious woman is a bad idea!"
"Poor Dahlia Kensington, lost the child she longed for so much..."
Dahlia Kensington continued ambiguously, "As for Ivy and Sebastian... I’ve seen Ivy actively seeking out Sebastian several times..." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel✶fire.net
These words further pushed Ivy to the center of the storm.
"A homewrecker! There’s nothing I hate more than a homewrecker!"
In the crowd, someone threw a piece of melon rind at Ivy, making her look terribly disheveled.
Simon Weldon, seeing her , felt a twinge of guilt, but thinking of the lost child, he said harshly, "In any case, I have someone I love, and she lost a child for me. I can’t let her down!"
So Simon Weldon has someone he loves, and it was Ivy’s intrusion that led to their separation, even causing harm to a child...
Instantly, everyone looked down on Ivy, "Ivy the homewrecker, how shameless, breaking up one couple after another!"
Ivy stood on stage, calmly brushed off the garbage on her, then looked up with clear eyes at Simon Weldon: "If that’s the case, then let me boldly ask, is the girl you love Dahlia Kensington?"
Dahlia Kensington’s breath hitched, nervously eyeing Simon Weldon.
But quickly, she felt relieved.
She had cautioned Simon Weldon, there’s no way he would say it!
Sure enough, Simon Weldon hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "No."
Ivy laughed meaningfully, "Alright, those are your words."
In the next second, a figure walked in, shouting, "Dahlia Kensington is not Mrs. Blackwood; she’s my woman, and the child in her belly is mine!"
All the reporters looked over and saw a completely unfamiliar man walk in.
Bruno Langley had worn his favorite suit today, but it still looked wrinkled on him, and he hadn’t even shaved properly, appearing unkempt...