Sharon’s heart ached unbearably, her eyes red.
Ivy Kensington was sober now. She smiled slightly and said gently, "Sharon, it’s not your fault."
Warren Yorke held a grudge against her in his heart.
Even if it wasn’t tonight, he would still find a way to ss with her when they t later on. Such a thing would inevitably explode sooner or later, maybe even worse than now.
"Alright."
At this mont, Sebastian Blackwood, who had been silent all along, spoke up.
The man’s exquisite brows remained tightly furrowed, an unresolved anger still swirled in his chest, especially when he saw the wounds on Ivy Kensington’s body, his fury intensified.
Seeing him like this, Sharon felt a vague fear.
"Knock knock—"
The door of the hospital room was knocked.
Silas Eastwood had co.
"Sharon, I’m here to take you ho."
He stood at the door, speaking in a calm tone, and Sharon was instantly stunned in place.
Unexpectedly, after their cold war lasted so long, he approached her at this mont, and for a mont, she was stunned, unable to respond.
Silas Eastwood strode in, nodded at Sebastian Blackwood, then walked to Sharon’s side and pulled her into his embrace.
"Master Blackwood will handle things here, you don’t need to worry."
He whispered, and only then did Sharon co to her senses. The man was so close that she could clearly sll the faint cedar scent on him, making her uncomfortably lower her head.
Seeing their expressions, Ivy Kensington could guess what was happening and quickly said, "Sharon, you and Mr. Eastwood should go ho. I’m really fine here, don’t worry about ."
Saying this, she seed like she was about to sleep.
Seeing this, Sharon felt it was no longer appropriate to stay, so she slowly followed Silas Eastwood out.
The two of them went down to the hospital’s parking lot together.
"You go ahead, I won’t go back with you."
About to get in the car, Sharon hesitated before saying this.
Anyway, their relationship wasn’t very deep, and this cold war made her realize that their impulsive marriage was a mistake.
She needed to think carefully if there was a need to continue forward.
But as soon as she said this, Silas Eastwood’s handso face turned cold completely.
He looked up sarcastically at Sharon, "Can’t forget your ex-boyfriend?"
This ex-boyfriend referred to his good nephew, Isaac Eastwood.
Hearing him bring it up, Sharon imdiately understood that he was indeed angry because Isaac Eastwood had co to ask her to reconcile.
Sharon felt a bit tired and simply said, "It has nothing to do with him."
After speaking, she didn’t intend to stay longer, and just as she was about to turn and leave, Silas Eastwood grabbed her hand and pulled her forcefully into the car.
"What are you doing..."
The chilly deanor of the man pressed in, and Sharon slightly dodged in embarrassnt.
But Silas Eastwood held down her hands and led her down step by step until they landed on a certain place.
"Sharon, do you really want to go back to him so much? Is it because he’s more capable than ? Hmm?"
At the last word, it inexplicably gave Sharon the feeling that he was seducing her, and she wondered if it was just her illusion...
The tactile sensation beneath her hands was remarkably vivid, and within seconds, she felt the intense warmth in her palm.
Instantly, her face flushed red.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Silas Eastwood kissed the corner of her lips, coaxing, "Don’t go, please? Show so care for too."
Isaac Eastwood, knowing Sharon’s soft heart, had gone to cry in front of her.
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