Ivy Kensington glanced up, her gaze inadvertently falling on that part of the man.
The outline was blatantly noticeable.
Her eyes widened, and a wave of intense heat surged through her, almost overwhelming her with shame and rage.
She really hadn’t intended to do that; it was completely accidental!
Just as she opened her mouth, someone tightly grabbed her arm, then lifted her up and forcefully threw her onto the bed.
Ivy grunted, her waist hitting the edge of the bed, hurting a bit.
The man’s irritable voice reached her ears, causing Ivy’s heart to tremble.
This time, she had really angered him!
Swallowing hard, Ivy felt a bit guilty and remained silent for a while.
Rustling noises came from beside her; he was probably putting on his pants.
Her mind couldn’t help but drift back to the scene she just witnessed, and Ivy’s ears began to burn.
Having been intimate with Sebastian Blackwood several times, she naturally knew his capabilities. Clearly, he had reacted just now...
Her thoughts in disarray, Ivy hadn’t yet come to her senses when the sound in her ears stopped, and she was once again dragged away by the wrist, being pulled outside.
This time, the man’s low voice was laced with clear disdain.
Sebastian Blackwood glared coldly at the woman opposite him. Such audacity! Barging into his hospital room and even daring to pull down his pants. If he weren’t mindful of being in a hospital, he’d make her pay for this!
He gave Ivy a hard shove, almost causing her to lose her balance. Once she steadied herself, she bit her lip tightly.
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This damned woman, how dare she mention it again!
Sebastian’s superior features betrayed a fleeting awkwardness, his ears reddened slightly, yet his expression remained indifferent. "Get out and don’t make me say it again."
After speaking, he felt a burning pain on his back.
The rough way he had just handled Ivy had aggravated the injury on his already unhealed back.
Ivy noticed something was off with him, furrowing her brows, and ignoring his words, she quickly walked over, moving to stand behind him.
Sure enough, the wound on his back had reopened!
She said softly, resolutely holding his muscular arms, pulling him to the bedside, then deftly reaching for the cotton swab from the nightstand.
Having cared for him tirelessly for several nights, Ivy naturally knew where these things were kept.
Sebastian furrowed his brows tightly; it seemed this woman was not only disrespectful but also scheming, having already familiarized herself with everything in his hospital room...
"I don’t need you here."
Sebastian continued coldly, knowing Sylvia Sterling would surely take care of his wound.
Ivy pretended not to hear, pulling out a cotton swab to clean the blood seeping from his back, then reapplying the ointment.
When applying the ointment, Sebastian couldn’t help but suck in a breath.
This woman, was she doing it on purpose? Using so much force?
Ivy indeed did it on purpose, feeling wronged herself.
Why was it that after she took care of him for so long, when he woke up, he discarded all feelings for her, saying such things to Sylvia Sterling...
"Miss Sterling, I think I might have feelings for you,"
These words were like a thorn, piercing into her heart, the slightest touch causing excruciating pain.
After putting away the ointment, Ivy stood in front of Sebastian, struggling with herself before finally blurting out, clenching her palms tightly, "Sebastian Blackwood, do you really have no feelings for me at all?"
Earlier, he did react to her.
Ivy felt an indescribable sense of anticipation in her heart.