On the woman’s alluring features, something seemed to have frozen into small chunks gradually, and the small face buried underneath began to emerge.
It was a face with features completely different from the charming look; it was calm and aloof.
Every inch was what he thought of day and night.
Unable to control it, Sebastian Blackwood’s adam’s apple throbbed, and his narrow eyes gradually reddened as he suddenly tightened his embrace around the woman in his arms.
His feeling could not be wrong, no matter how many times this Lena Vance deceived him, the feeling she gave wouldn’t be mistaken. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel•fire.net
It was Ivy Kensington!
Only Ivy could make his heart fill with compassion, it was only when he kissed her that his heart would be moved!
Ivy hadn’t realized that her original features had already been exposed. She pressed closely against Sebastian’s broad chest, continuing the words that had just been on her lips.
"She said, these past few months, she had really missed you."
When she was tormented to the brink by Ethan and Evan Lowell poisoning her, she thought of him.
When she gave birth and her child was taken away, leaving her in despair, she thought of him.
Even when she was forced to act and deceive him, causing him harm with Evan, she thought of him...
Ivy even felt that if she didn’t know Sebastian was looking for her all along, she might have crumbled when Evan took her child away.
Her nose turned red, and the grievances from these past months surged uncontrollably.
"Sebastian Blackwood, but you’re a bastard, you and Claire Crowley have a child together..."
He might have long forgotten her, perhaps wished she never appeared in his life again.
Though she liked their daughter, it was nonetheless Claire Crowley’s and Sebastian’s child. Thinking about it, it remained a thorn in her heart that stabbed painfully with one touch.
Sebastian affectionately nudged the woman’s small face with his nose, his voice hoarse.
He rarely said sweet words, but once he truly spoke them, he found it wasn’t so difficult after all.
How long she had disappeared was how long he searched for her. Even if the Lena Vance in front of him repeatedly contradicted what he believed, he still couldn’t help but probe and get closer.
Lena Vance was indeed his Ivy Kensington.
In the bone-chilling coldness, the man lowered his head and kissed the woman’s frostbitten lips.
In their intertwined lips and teeth.
Were two hearts coming close together.
Ivy couldn’t help but cling to his neck, responding passionately to his kiss, tears seeping from the corners of her eyes.
Still weak, Ivy leaned in his arms, struggling to say, "Sebastian, you must find the child who was taken... because she is your..."
Before she could finish, "Crash—"
The tightly closed freezer door was pushed open with a loud noise.
Evan Lowell’s figure appeared at the doorway!
His merciless gaze fixed on the scene inside; Ivy’s mask had been perfectly cleansed away, her original features were fully visible.
The fake identity of Lena Vance could no longer be hidden!
Since it was , Evan didn’t bother hiding anymore and directly called Ivy’s name.
Outside, the warm and moist air flowed in, and Ivy gathered a slight courage.
She looked at Evan Lowell standing at the freezer’s edge, feeling a chill rise within.
She still couldn’t escape the control of the Lowell family!
Ivy attempted to get up, but Sebastian forcefully lifted her horizontally, his playful gaze piercing like a thorn towards Evan—
No one could take her away from him anymore!
With his big hand hanging at his side clenched into a fist, Evan Lowell took a deep breath and spoke, "So what if you found her? She won’t leave with you!"
"Ivy Kensington, tell us, who will you leave with."