Ivy Kensington, even though she was not in a convenient situation, was more than capable of dealing with a mentally challenged dwarf patient.
However, Martha Marsh had long planned for this, afraid that her son would be bullied, and even had someone personally guard the bridal room, waiting to see the two consummate their marriage.
If Ivy wasn’t willing, then they’d forcefully make her do it!
"Good daughter-in-law, hurry up and take off your clothes, or don’t blame Mom for doing it herself."
Martha Marsh’s face, aged and wrinkled from years of farming under the sun, was now filled with a fake smile.
Ivy lowered her lashes. She had looked through everything in the room; there was nothing that could cause harm except for the teacup placed on the table for drinking.
Without a second thought, she rushed over, grabbed the teacup, and smashed it on the ground, clutching the sharp edge.
"Don’t even think about coming over, or don’t blame me for being merciless."
Martha Marsh was infuriated to see her daring to resist.
"You little wench, really need a lesson to know where you stand."
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A deep voice full of wrath sounded; it was Sebastian Blackwood, he had returned!
Ivy was astonished. Hadn’t she told him to run first? Why had he come back?
Sebastian Blackwood was skilled in various combat arts, not something these simple farmers who only had brute strength could compete with.
Even though he was injured now, dealing with a few men was still more than manageable for him.
Martha Marsh, seeing her people were on the losing side, quickly began shouting loudly.
Sebastian Blackwood narrowed his sharp brows, lifted his long, fierce leg, and kicked the person directly out of the room!
Martha Marsh immediately fell to the ground and took a long time to get up...
His gaze was cold, his aura filled with dignity, high and unreachable.
For a moment, the entire Marshville was so stunned that not a word could be spoken.
Sebastian Blackwood didn’t even bother to spare them a glance, striding over to Ivy’s side, and gripping her slender shoulders.
Ivy’s eyes were teary, choking up, "You’re the stupid one! Obviously told you to leave, why did you come back!"
Otherwise, he might have already escaped by now.
Sebastian Blackwood’s warm large hand tightly clamped her chin, looked deeply into her eyes, "I’m your man, there’s no way I’d abandon you to escape alone."
He, Sebastian Blackwood, wasn’t so low as to let a woman sacrifice herself to protect him.
Upon hearing this, Ivy’s nose felt sour too.
The next moment, she held his large hand, earnestly said, "Fine, we won’t run, we’ll face it together."
This scene was infuriating Martha Marsh to the point of turning red.
This little wench was already part of the Marsh family, yet still flirting with another man, truly unforgivable!
"Hurry up, my daughter-in-law is about to be stolen, capture this wild man!"
Martha Marsh cursed, but Sebastian Blackwood’s dark and menacing gaze frightened her into silence.
In the next instant, in front of everyone, he kissed Ivy’s delicate lips—
His words were powerful, shaking everyone present to their core.
Ivy’s heart also clenched tightly, a surge of indescribable emotion spread from her chest.
She couldn’t help but close her eyes, hugging the man’s broad shoulders, responding to his kiss...