"Then how do you explain these injuries? Don’t tell it was Claire who hit you."
Master Blackwood spoke in an indifferent tone, just as Claire had said, she is Nannan’s mother, how could she hurt her own child.
Ivy Kensington felt like she couldn’t communicate with him at all and didn’t want to explain, so she coldly said, "Get out, you’re not welco here."
Once again, she assud the posture of pushing him away.
Sebastian Blackwood felt a surge of anger within himself.
Last night, her words about wanting to draw a clear line with him were enough to make him angry. Now he had only co to talk things over, yet she didn’t even want to say a word to him.
What had he done to make her detest him so much?
If that’s the case, he didn’t mind making her hate him a little more.
The next mont, the man’s palm lifted slightly, separating his index finger and thumb, precisely grabbing the woman’s neck, then lowered his head to kiss her with a desperate passion.
"Ivy, I’ve warned you not to challenge lightly."
Otherwise, the more pain he felt, the more he would repay that pain upon her tenfold.
Ivy was caught off guard, her tongue numb from his sucking, yet no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t push him away.
"Mmm... mmm..."
She could only be forced to endure his fierce kiss.
Who knows how long the kiss lasted, just as Ivy felt she was about to suffocate to death, the man finally released her.
His eyes were bloodshot, his throat hoarse, his voice deep, "In the future, don’t go see Nannan."
In the end, he still didn’t believe that she hadn’t hurt Nannan as he had been told.
Ivy felt a sharp pain in her heart. He had claid not to love Claire, yet wasn’t he now questioning her because of Claire’s few words?
This man! She could never guess what he was truly thinking!
Ivy harshly wiped her lips with the back of her hand and pushed him out, "Get out, I don’t want to see you either!"
Afterwards, with a loud noise, she slamd the door shut.
Sebastian Blackwood looked at the tightly closed door in front of him, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently.
Damn it.
He had originally intended to talk to her properly, but now it had co to this.
After the door was closed.
Ivy’s mood was no better than his. She closed her eyes, leaning powerlessly against the door board.
She hadn’t hit Nannan, so how could there be injuries on Nannan’s face...
Just then, Sharon Langley, hearing the commotion, put on a coat and ca out.
She had overheard a bit of the argunt between Ivy and Master Blackwood earlier, and couldn’t help but say, "Ivy, did you have another fight with Master Blackwood?"
Ivy replied tiredly, "He said I hit Nannan..."
"Isn’t that nonsense?"
Sharon frowned and responded, "How could you possibly lay a hand on Nannan? I’d sooner believe it was Claire who did it."
After all, Claire has a vicious mind, who knows if she would deliberately do sothing like this to stir trouble between Ivy and Sebastian.
Upon hearing this, Ivy’s brow twitched slightly.
Could it really be that Claire had done it on purpose?
But she is Nannan’s mother, how could she bear to hurt her own child?
Sharon seed to be thinking along the sa lines, saying, "To , Nannan seems more like a tool for Claire to use. If Nannan hadn’t co from Claire’s womb, I’d seriously doubt if she were even her child."
Then she shook her head, "Let’s not talk about this anymore, Ivy. I think at this point you mustn’t fight with Master Blackwood. If the two of you argue, won’t you just be falling into Claire’s plan? She’d love nothing more than for your relationship to sour, so she can seize the opportunity to climb up."
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