"You suddenly ca to the hospital and started a fight, you owe an explanation!"
Who just leaves after hitting soone? There’s no such free pass in this world.
Ivy Kensington looked at him, her brows knitted tightly, showing her displeasure.
Sebastian Blackwood heard the woman’s words, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. In the next second, he wrapped his arm around Ivy’s slender waist and carried her off in front of everyone.
"What... what are you doing now!"
Ivy was taken aback. She realized she couldn’t understand this man at all; he always did things that utterly surprised her.
Evan Lowell saw this. Instinctively, he wanted to chase after them, but his injuries were too severe. He was willing but unable!
He could only watch as Sebastian took Ivy away, the darkness in his eyes almost seeping out!
Sebastian Blackwood, just wait and see, today’s incident will definitely make you pay.
...
"Let go of , you bastard, where are you taking now..."
Ivy was slung over the man’s shoulder, her head hanging down, blood almost rushing backward. Her whole small face turned red in seconds, and she struggled to voice her protest.
Sebastian raised his hand and gave her a hard smack on the behind.
With a warning tone: "Behave!"
Ivy clearly felt the man’s large hand touching her, and for a mont, she was so ashad and angry she wanted to die.
That damn pervert, how dare he spank her!
"Asshole..."
She cursed angrily again, but Sebastian didn’t even twitch an eyelid. Instead, he mockingly said: "It’s always the sa few curses, I’m tired of hearing them."
Ivy: "..."
How could soone be so annoying!
So vexing.
She clenched her fists, just about to land a hard punch on his back when Sebastian set her down and tossed her into a car.
"Ah..."
She was caught off guard and accidentally hit her forehead on the side of the car door, letting out a low cry of pain.
Sebastian sat beside her, and seeing this, he gave a succinct cold laugh.
"Serves you right."
A bad woman who abandons her husband and child should get so punishnt!
Ivy: "..."
This man is detestable!
She gritted her teeth, refusing to admit defeat, and said: "Let get out of the car, I don’t know you."
Sebastian leisurely leaned back against the leather seat and spoke calmly: "Don’t want to see your daughter?"
What?
Ivy instantly realized that Ronnie was still in his hands!
"What do you want?"
This man was clearly up to no good. ntioning Ronnie must an he has a demand.
Sure enough, he said: "Help dress my wound, and tomorrow I’ll let you see Ronnie."
Upon hearing this, Ivy wrinkled her delicate nose, her gaze unconsciously falling on his injured arm.
It wasn’t bleeding anymore, but the bloodstains still clung to his hand, mixed with bruised blue-purple marks, looking rather alarming.
As Ivy looked, her thoughts drifted slightly.
Actually, he could have landed that punch. If he had, she would surely have been the one injured. But he didn’t, opting to let his hand crash against the wall instead.
There was a strange feeling in her heart, and after taking a deep breath, she wasn’t so resistant anymore.
There was always a small first aid kit in the car.
The driver in the front imdiately handed over the first aid kit with due promptness.
"Stretch out your hand."
Ivy said in a deliberately indifferent tone, as if forced to complete a task.
At this mont, Sebastian was quite cooperative, presenting the back of his hand to Ivy.
And just then, a lodious phone ringtone rang out...
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