Sebastian Blackwood’s eyes were icy, wishing he could strangle her at that very mont!
She actually appeared before Leo Sherman dressed like that, with another man’s coat over her, just coming out of the hospital...
In an instant, a thought he couldn’t restrain erged from his mind.
"Did you sleep with him?"
His voice was deep as he looked at Ivy Kensington with suspicion, as if he wanted to see into every part of her.
A huge sense of sha spread from her heart, Ivy tightened her lips and then forcibly freed herself from the grip on her chin, crossing her arms over her upper body.
This is how he thinks of her...
"No."
She answered coldly, her tone not much better.
However, Sebastian obviously didn’t believe her answer. If she hadn’t slept with him, then why was she only wearing underwear underneath, yet draped in Leo Sherman’s coat.
This woman, even now her lies are so perfunctory!
Ivy only felt exhausted and spoke, "Master Blackwood, I only ask to divorce you now..."
The word "divorce" had just escaped her lips when Sebastian Blackwood’s already hard expression sank even further.
A mont later, a mocking smile rolled out from his throat.
"Stop the car!"
He shouted sharply.
The driver, who had accidentally glanced at Ivy earlier, already had his heart in a twist.
Master Blackwood’s possessiveness was extrely intense, he genuinely feared having his eyes gouged out!
Now hearing him demand to stop the car, he didn’t hesitate a bit, slamming on the brakes and skillfully parking by the roadside.
"Get out!"
Sebastian continued to speak in a low tone, and the driver didn’t dare to utter another word, scrambling out of the car.
It was only then that Ivy noticed the unsettling mood on the man’s body.
"Sebastian, you..."
She had just said a word when Sebastian’s large hand efficiently pinched her cheek, forcing her lips to open as the man’s fiery kiss seized her.
Conquering and besieging, almost instantaneously.
Ivy’s throat was uncomfortable, pressed by the man’s tongue, she instinctively tried to push him away to get fresh air.
However, any slight act of resistance would result in harsher punishnt, she already had several slaps on her rear.
In the struggle, her last piece of intimate clothing was torn away.
Sebastian looked down at her, a bloodthirsty, indifferent smile on his lips, "Want a divorce, fine. Satisfy first."
Ivy’s pupils dilated.
She never expected to hear such filthy words from soone like Sebastian, who was always so calm and composed.
Her face flushed instantly, sowhat incredulous.
"Are you crazy?"
Yes!
He was crazy, driven to madness by this damn woman, who deceived him over and over again.
Sebastian’s upturned eyes sketched a sickly desire, he bent down without answering Ivy’s question, instead forcefully ramming into her.
Unprepared, Ivy’s head hit the car door, the pain making her gasp.
Yet the more she was like this, the more excited Sebastian beca, using greater force each ti.
Ivy even felt like she was going to die.
In such matters, she had never felt Sebastian being so brutal! Completely disregarding her feelings!
"Speak, who makes you feel better?"
He obsessively forced her to give an answer.
Ivy bit her lip, answering contrary to his wishes.
Seeing this, Sebastian was not angry, his smile relaxed and casual, yet his actions remained thunderous.
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