The doctor and nurse exchanged glances, not daring to make any rash moves.
This scalpel is incredibly sharp, a slight mishap and it could pierce an artery, making any attempt to save him futile...
The expression on Sebastian Blackwood’s face could no longer be described as just sullen. The veins on his temple throbbed from anger as he laughed in rage, "Fine, fine! Ivy Kensington, you’re really sothing, threatening with your own life for that bastard."
Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to be ruthless!
"Bang—"
With a heavy thud, Sebastian punched the hospital wall, his hand covered in blood.
He turned to leave, and Ivy watched his bleeding wound, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.
She set the scalpel down and spoke resolutely, "Sebastian, by the ti the child is four months old, we can do an amniocentesis for a paternity test, and then you’ll know I didn’t deceive you."
The child can only have the Blackwood surna, there’s no other possibility!
Sebastian chuckled coldly, clearly not believing her words, "When the ti cos, if it’s not mine, I won’t let you off."
He wanted to see what excuse she could co up with then!
"Fine, if it’s not yours, I’ll abort it willingly."
Ivy replied, watching his departing figure, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness the baby was saved.
At this mont, Nina Shaw was hiding in a corner of the hospital, witnessing everything.
Damn, who would’ve thought that slut Ivy would get pregnant again.
She knew very well that this child was definitely Sebastian Blackwood’s!
No, she couldn’t wait for the day of the amniocentesis, she had to find a way to get rid of it...
Her eyes turned, and she made a phone call.
In the following two days,
Ivy didn’t accompany Sebastian to the financial summit, instead returning to Veridia alone.
Ronnie and June Keane were getting along well, and when Ivy and Sebastian left Veridia, June took Ronnie on a trip.
The whole Blackwood Manor was extrely quiet, and Ivy was utterly exhausted, wanting nothing more than to rest for a few days.
Mrs. Langley ca up with so chicken soup.
"Madam, I’ve noticed you’ve been working hard, so I made so chicken soup to nourish you."
Ivy sat up halfway in bed and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Mrs. Langley."
Mrs. Langley looked at her with a complex expression, placing the chicken soup in Ivy’s hands.
Madam, don’t bla , Miss Nina was right. Even if Master Blackwood can’t bring himself to force you, this child isn’t from the Blackwood family and can’t be kept...
Ivy drank a couple of sips of the chicken soup, then said, "Mrs. Langley, you can go now, I’ll finish it later."
Mrs. Langley knew Ivy had a small appetite and wouldn’t be able to finish it all at once, so she nodded, "Okay, Madam, let know when you’re done, and I’ll co up to clean."
Ivy responded, but as soon as Mrs. Langley left the room, she imdiately rushed to the bathroom to vomit the soup out.
She had studied herbs and had always had a keen sense of sll. There was the scent of saffron in that chicken soup...
If she drank it, she definitely wouldn’t be able to keep the baby.
For a mont, Ivy felt a chill in her heart.
Mrs. Langley was the old housekeeper of the Blackwood family and only listened to Sebastian Blackwood’s instructions, this must have been his order.
So, he only promised well verbally, but secretly he still wanted to force her to abort this child!
Ivy touched her abdon, murmuring, "Baby, Mommy will protect you, and I’ll make sure you co safely into this world."
Even Sebastian Blackwood doesn’t have the right to reject you!
Determined, Ivy packed her things, took her suitcase, and while Mrs. Langley was still busy in the kitchen, she imdiately called for a cab and left.
"Tiffany, are you really coming to my place?"
Receiving Ivy’s call, Tiffany Leighton was utterly surprised.
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