Let bygones be bygones, we love each other.
Eight words, and Ivy Kensington’s tears couldn’t be controlled anymore as they fell.
She knew too well what kind of person Sebastian Blackwood was; born with privileges, everything he wanted was always within his grasp.
He had never said the words ’I love you’ to her. His actions were arrogantly presumptuous, as if no one or nothing mattered to him.
Yet this was the person now humbled, speaking love to her.
Ivy felt she couldn’t help but be moved, nor could she refuse.
Moreover, she already had him in her heart.
Just as Ivy opened her mouth, before she could speak, Sebastian already forcefully cupped her face and leaned in for a passionate kiss.
His powerful tongue pried open her lips and teeth, conquering her, leaving her with no ability to resist, but only able to comply with his rhythm, opening her lips and tongue to fervently return his kiss.
Her initiative was like a stimulant, causing Sebastian’s dark eyes to turn slightly crimson as he clasped her slim waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Daddy and Mommy are kissing!
Ronnie, Ginny, and Cody, the three little ones hiding in the corner, jumped up excitedly when they saw the scene.
Ronnie, with both small hands, covered Ginny and Cody’s eyes, instructing like a little adult: "Kids shouldn’t watch kissing~"
"Eh~" Cody retorted, "But sister is still peeking."
Don’t think that he didn’t notice Ronnie’s half-squinting eyes.
Ginny knocked Ronnie’s hand away, openly declaring, "I want to watch!"
To see if this lousy dad is really good to Mommy!
When Ivy’s legs had gone weak and she completely collapsed into the man’s arms from the kiss, Sebastian finally let her go.
He raised his hand, gently brushing her lips with his fingertips, and laughed softly, "With the ring on, it means you’re agreeing to remarry."
Ivy widened her eyes.
She then looked down seriously at the ring on her hand. Wasn’t this the one she designed back then? Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveI-Fire.ɴet
At that time, she just designed it casually for fun. She hadn’t told anyone about it. In the end, she found it pointless and gave it to Sharon Langley to dispose of, never expecting one day to see it here.
"We agreed to remarry, you promised."
Sebastian spoke domineeringly, not giving her a chance to argue, tightly grasping her small hand in his embrace.
This man really only has a moment to make one’s heart flutter; the rest is just speechless!
But she’s in a good mood now, so she doesn’t mind.
Ivy said, "I’ll give you a probation period. We’ll discuss remarriage if you perform well."
She wasn’t going to remarry so easily; otherwise, this arrogant man’s ego would be sky-high again.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
Old Madam Blackwood came over with Claire Crowley!
Claire was now practically being treated as a pregnant woman. For the short journey from the hospital to Blackwood Manor, Old Madam Blackwood used the luxury limousine from the old residence to transport her.
Now that they were at the manor’s gate, there were two or three servants supporting Claire, fearing she’d trip or bump into something.
"Grandma Blackwood, I’m not so delicate."
Claire said with a smile.
But Old Madam said, "In Grandma’s eyes now, you have to be pampered ! Don’t worry, before the baby is born, someone will attend to you, and the Blackwood family will propose to your father in the next couple of days, ensuring you’ll have a rightful status for you and the child!"