Sebastian Blackwood’s indifferent gaze glanced lightly at Ivy Kensington, noticing the woman fully engrossed in holding Nannan, he felt a twinge of discomfort.
Soon after, he nodded slightly, "Hmm."
This counted as permission.
Claire Crowley initially didn’t hold out much hope, since many times before she had the opportunity to stay, but Sebastian Blackwood had always refused.
Unexpectedly, tonight, he actually agreed!
For a moment, Claire Crowley’s heart was about to leap out of her chest.
Ivy Kensington seemed to be holding Nannan, yet her ears were attuned to Sebastian Blackwood’s response.
Upon hearing the man agree to Claire Crowley staying the night, she sneered coldly in her heart.
But then again, Claire Crowley had already given birth to his daughter, so staying the night seemed to be quite a normal thing.
Ivy Kensington lowered her eyelashes, calming her slightly agitated emotions.
Shortly after ten o’clock.
Ivy Kensington had already put Nannan to sleep, and as she just stepped out of Nannan’s room, she bumped right into Claire Crowley.
Clearly, Claire Crowley had dressed up meticulously tonight.
Due to pregnancy, her figure had become quite voluptuous, at this moment she was only wearing a camisole nightgown, the satin material outlining her figure completely.
Even Ivy Kensington couldn’t help but want to take a couple more glances.
Claire Crowley stood arrogantly in front of her, her chin slightly raised, "Lena Vance, I tell you, you’d better recognize your place and don’t fantasize about seducing Sebastian."
These words staking a claim made Ivy Kensington unable to resist wanting to laugh.
In fact, she did laugh, the corners of her mouth curling into a mocking arc, "Miss Crowley, you say I’m trying to seduce Mr. Blackwood, then what you’re doing now is no different from seduction?"
Would someone dress if it’s not to seduce?
Claire Crowley picked up on her implication and instantly felt a suffocating anger.
Moments later, Claire Crowley laughed and said, "What do you understand, this is called marital fun!"
"Sebastian is still waiting for me in the room, what is there to say to someone like you, hehe!"
With that, as if she couldn’t wait any longer, she arrogantly brushed past Ivy Kensington, shoving her arm against her, twisting her waist as she walked into Sebastian Blackwood’s bedroom.
Ivy Kensington watched expressionlessly, pretending not to care about anything, entering the room Mrs. Langley had arranged for her today.
Claire Crowley had dressed up glamorously, her scent was faint, she could not believe that tonight she wouldn’t be able to win over Sebastian Blackwood!
Just at that moment, the sound of the bathroom door being pushed open was heard.
Sebastian Blackwood came out.
The man was wrapped only in a white towel around his lower body, crystalline droplets of water slowly rolled down the muscular lines of his upper body, finally disappearing into the mysterious area of the towel.
Claire Crowley’s heart trembled uncontrollably.
She had always known Sebastian Blackwood’s body was excellent, as it could be seen from the way he dressed daily.
The ordinary suits worn by others looked plain, yet on him, they were stretched straight and in shape, it was easy to imagine how great his physique must be under the suit’s fabric.
However, at this close proximity, observing the man’s physique, Claire Crowley was still struck, her heart racing madly.
She softened her voice, coquettishly calling Sebastian Blackwood’s name, then stepped over to him, her jade-like arms slowly climbing onto the man’s shoulders.
Seeing she wasn’t pushed away, Claire Crowley grew two shades bolder, she lifted a slender beautiful leg, gently hooking onto the man’s firm and powerful thigh...