"Master Blackwood, have you already fallen in love with ?"
In Ivy Kensington’s beautiful eyes, there seed to be a shimring layer of light, captivating every heart it touched.
Sebastian Blackwood’s Adam’s apple rolled, unable to speak the words of denial.
"Since Master Blackwood isn’t speaking, I’ll take it as an admission."
Ivy Kensington laughed playfully, her eyes full of triumphant mischief.
"Shut up."
For the first ti, Master Blackwood was so easily manipulated by a woman, his deep eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to pinch Ivy’s small face.
Ivy wasn’t afraid of him, and continued: "Master Blackwood, you are indeed in love with ."
Sebastian suddenly closed his eyes tightly.
When he opened them again, red veins appeared in his eyes, and he spoke with a hoarse voice: "No."
He still refused to admit it.
Ivy was not in a hurry; the initiative was in her hands now. She smiled wantonly: "Alright then, if you don’t love , what are you here for, Master Blackwood? Leave."
As she spoke, she was about to push him away.
The warmth of the woman’s body disappeared from his embrace, leaving Sebastian’s heart montarily empty. He truly felt like he was poisoned by Ivy Kensington.
"No way."
He possessively clasped Ivy’s hand, pulling her back into his arms.
"You are my woman."
Four years ago, and even more so now.
Ivy’s small face was buried in his chest, her pink lips forming a sarcastic smile.
"But Master Blackwood, winning my heart is not so easy."
Upon hearing this, Sebastian chuckled quietly: "What do you want to do?"
If he couldn’t see through Ivy’s little sches by now, then these past years would have been in vain.
"It’s very simple, chase ."
Ivy raised her charming little face, answering briskly.
Whether he could win her over or not, ti would tell.
Sebastian coldly snorted; chasing won was sothing he had never done before, and he disdained to pursue any woman.
Ivy saw his expression and knew imdiately what he was thinking. Her eyebrows curved slightly, "If you don’t chase , Master Blackwood, don’t co bothering , so as not to spoil my prospects, I still plan on getting married."
Hearing this, Sebastian couldn’t help but imagine Ivy delighting under another man. Instantly, a fierce look appeared on his refined brow.
"You dare?!"
"Master Blackwood, try and see if I dare."
Ivy was fearless of Sebastian’s angry eyes, provocatively returning his gaze.
This woman was born to challenge him!
"Damn it."
With a low growl, Sebastian’s firm chin dipped slightly, directly capturing Ivy’s red lips in a kiss.
"Mm..."
The disparity in strength between n and won was naturally profound. Sebastian held the woman’s slender wrist firmly, kissing her with commanding force.
After a bout of breathlessness.
Sebastian buried his head in Ivy’s neck, his warm breath sprayed onto her skin, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
"Ivy, I will make you willingly beco my Mrs. Blackwood."
A man like Sebastian always acted decisively; once he decided to do sothing, there would be no hesitation. This ti, his intent for Ivy was unyielding!
Ivy’s lashes trembled lightly, she replied sweetly: "Let’s wait and see."
Becoming Mrs. Blackwood would not be his choice alone!
The next day.
Ivy got up and made breakfast for the three adorable kids.
Cody kicked his little short legs, his large, black-and-white eyes blinking, "Mommy, did soone co over last night? Your lips are so swollen, did a bad guy bully you?"
This morning when Ivy woke up, her lips were red and swollen; she thought the three little ones wouldn’t notice, but Cody directly asked.
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