Ivy Kensington nervously pressed her lips together, instinctively wanting to escape.
"Damn woman, you actually dared to deceive me."
Suddenly, the heavy figure of Sebastian Blackwood pressed down, and Ivy Kensington’s steps faltered.
So... he was just drunk.
The man’s hot breath sprayed on her neck, making Ivy Kensington a little uncomfortable. She softly said, "Sebastian, could you get up for a moment?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelꞁire.net
Sebastian Blackwood seemed annoyed with her and directly covered her mouth with his large hand.
Ivy Kensington’s mouth was dry, and she instinctively stuck out her tongue to lick her lips. The warm sensation instantly transmitted to Sebastian Blackwood’s palm, and he swallowed hard.
He viciously leaned in, released her, and bit the corner of her lips forcefully.
"Trying to seduce me again, thinking I’d be fooled by you, is that it?"
There was a tinge of grievance in Sebastian Blackwood’s indifferent voice.
Ivy Kensington was the first woman who dared to deceive him.
She’d rather hurt herself than fool him into handing over the Heavenly Heart Lotus, damn woman, she was ruthless.
The forceful kiss spun Ivy Kensington’s head, but she was clear that when he woke up the next morning, he’d remember nothing.
Feeling sour inside, Ivy Kensington touched her nose to his and softly said, "I’m sorry."
I didn’t intend to deceive you; at that moment when I shielded you from the bullet, it was genuine.
Ivy Kensington’s gentle voice seemed to give Sebastian Blackwood a pivot, and slowly, he turned over onto the bed and began breathing steadily.
Only then did Ivy Kensington dare to turn on a small wall lamp.
She quietly watched him for a while and carefully kissed his beautiful thin lips.
Sebastian Blackwood, I’m sorry.
Silently, Ivy Kensington repeated in her heart, then got up and went to the bathroom. She brought out a basin of warm water and took a towel to carefully clean his face and body.
Sebastian Blackwood was well-behaved when drunk, lying obediently on the bed as Ivy Kensington turned him back and forth.
After finishing everything, Ivy Kensington lay quietly beside him for a while. Now that everyone was asleep, it was her best chance to leave.
But as she was about to get off the bed, Sebastian Blackwood hugged her tightly, refusing to let her go.
"Be good, don’t make trouble."
The man’s low voice murmured in her ear.
Ivy Kensington’s ears warmed up, and inexplicably, she didn’t really want to leave.
Just for this night... the last night.
In the daylight, she would become the one he despised the most again.
Ivy Kensington gave herself a reason, her small body curling into his arms, craving the warmth of the moment.
When Sebastian Blackwood woke, he didn’t have any hangover headache, and his clothes had been changed. Everything felt so comfortable.
Wasn’t everything last night just a dream?
Sebastian Blackwood lowered his gaze, but the side of his bed was very clean, with no traces of anyone else sleeping there.
Scoffing at himself, Sebastian Blackwood got out of bed.
He actually subconsciously dreamed of Ivy Kensington being by his side.
By this time, Dahlia Kensington had already returned, and seeing him come downstairs, she quickly said, "Sebastian, come with me to the prenatal check-up."
June Keane was also there and gave Sebastian Blackwood no chance to refuse, "You must go; a check-up is no small matter."
Sebastian Blackwood paused, a coldness flashing in his dark eyes.
Dahlia Kensington was very nervous. Now this child was her only bargaining chip to secure the position of Mrs. Blackwood!
Arriving at the hospital.
But Sebastian Blackwood didn’t go up with her, coldly saying, "Go by yourself."
Dahlia Kensington felt a bit wronged but didn’t dare to defy the man, so she entered the elevator alone.
Suddenly, a loud male voice reached her ears, and when Dahlia Kensington turned around, it was Simon Weldon!
Simon Weldon hugged Dahlia Kensington and said obsessively, "Dahlia, after that night you disappeared, I searched bitterly for you."
Dahlia Kensington was absolutely fed up.
At first, Simon Weldon had a crush on Ivy Kensington. She used some tricks, and Simon Weldon fell completely at her feet, obsessed with her.
Speaking of which, Dahlia Kensington was proud, but Simon Weldon was too clingy, and besides, she was Mrs. Blackwood now; what did a mere Simon Weldon count for?
As the two were holding each other, a figure suddenly approached...