Although Ivy Kensington despised that bastard Sebastian Blackwood, she still felt grateful to Owen Rhodes, who had helped her quite a bit in the past.
She returned a smile and said, "Special Assistant Rhodes, how have you been these years?"
Owen Rhodes replied, "Thanks to you, Mrs., things have been alright."
It’s just that Nina Shaw has been too troublesome, always assuming the identity of Mrs. Blackwood, causing him quite a lot of trouble.
Ivy Kensington gave a nonchalant response, "Better not call me Mrs. Blackwood, so it doesn’t upset certain people."
She glanced at Sebastian Blackwood.
Sebastian Blackwood: "..."
"If you have something to say, just say it, stop with the sarcasm."
The man gave Ivy a cutting look.
Ivy scoffed, turned to look out the window, and said nothing more.
Sebastian Blackwood: "..." That damn woman, she sure knows how to rile him up more and more.
Arriving at Blackwood Manor.
Looking at the place she once lived, Ivy Kensington felt a rush of mixed emotions.
Four years had passed, and she was finally back.
Mrs. Langley entered carrying fresh vegetables for lunch preparation, and when she saw Ivy Kensington, she thought she was seeing things and rubbed her eyes vigorously.
Once she confirmed it was really Ivy, she immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Madam, it’s really you! You’ve finally returned!"
Ivy Kensington smiled at her and quickly walked over.
"Mrs. Langley, where’s Ronnie now?"
Upon mention of Ronnie, Mrs. Langley’s cheerful expression dimmed again, glancing hesitantly at Sebastian Blackwood, "Madam, this..."
"Did something happen to Ronnie?"
Ivy’s heart tightened.
Mrs. Langley shook her head, eventually saying, "Madam, you should go see for yourself."
Ivy suddenly couldn’t care about anything else and immediately rushed inside.
The layout inside the manor was identical to the time she left, and she quickly found Ronnie’s room.
But standing at the door, she hesitated, worried Ronnie would hate and resent her!
"Dare to leave back then, now you’re afraid?"
Sebastian Blackwood stood beside her, sarcastically mocking her.
Upon hearing this, Ivy clenched her lips tightly, finally grabbed the door handle, and decisively pulled the door open!
Everything inside shocked her greatly...
Ronnie’s room wasn’t lit, engulfed in darkness with only faint visible outlines. Ivy strained to make out what she saw — a small figure crouched in a corner.
Ivy’s eyes suddenly stung with tears, and she stepped forward cautiously.
"Ronnie, it’s mommy. Mommy’s back."
The little girl crouched in the corner didn’t move at all.
At this moment, Sebastian Blackwood switched on the warm lamp.
The man calmly walked up to Ronnie, slightly adjusting his trousers and crouching down, "Ronnie, daddy’s back. Would you like to come down for dinner?"
Ronnie showed no response to the light or voices, just blankly crouched on the floor. At seven years old, Ronnie appeared as if she were only about five, with no trace of a smile on her pale little face — a very numb expression.
Ivy felt a pang of heartache, but gradually, anger surged up inside her.
Ronnie used to be so lively and cheerful, loved smiling and eating. Now she had become !
"Sebastian Blackwood, what exactly have you done to Ronnie?"
The woman charged forward full of anger and grabbed his collar.
Sebastian’s deep gaze swept across her angry little face, eventually giving a cold smile.
"Ivy Kensington, you’re the one who turned Ronnie into this."
The hand Ivy had on the man’s collar began to tremble.
Sebastian continued, "Back then, the grandmother who adored Ronnie the most passed away. You left too. How could Ronnie, only three years old, bear it?"
That’s why all these years, Ronnie remained melancholic, suffering from autism and anorexia at such a young age! For original chapters go to novel※fire.net