Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Master Blackwood’s Jealousy
Ivy Kensington instinctively glanced at Sebastian Blackwood. Normally, he was most concerned about her being too close to Ethan Ford, but now, he seemed completely unconcerned...
She gave a bitter smile and nodded, "Okay."
Because she was pregnant, the toxin was eliminated very slowly, and she was actually still feeling a bit uncomfortable. Ethan Ford had kindly offered to escort her.
Ethan nodded, and the two of them walked side by side.
Behind them, Sebastian Blackwood’s handsome face was as dark as if it were about to drip water.
Damn woman, how dare she!
"Master Blackwood, do you want to let Mrs. Blackwood ride in your car?"
Owen Rhodes saw his expression and knew he was surely jealous, so he pondered for a moment and asked.
Upon hearing this, Nina Shaw frowned slightly, "Brother Sebastian, you promised to take me."
Sebastian finally withdrew his gaze from Ivy Kensington, "Hmm."
...
Back at the villa.
As soon as Ivy Kensington entered, she saw the man sitting on the sofa, his tall and proud silhouette.
Acting as if she hadn’t seen him, she headed upstairs, but Sebastian Blackwood called out to her, "Stop."
Ivy Kensington paused, turned back, and asked, "What do you want?"
Her tone was cold as well.
He returned home without telling her and was so considerate to Nina Shaw; why should she give him a pleasant face?
The woman’s indifferent attitude ignited fury in Sebastian Blackwood’s heart.
"Don’t forget your current identity,"
He warned.
Ivy Kensington chuckled disdainfully, "Do you think I care about being Mrs. Blackwood?"
Upon hearing this, Sebastian’s expression turned grim. He strode over and pinched the woman’s delicate jaw, "If you don’t care about being Mrs. Blackwood, then what do you care about? Mrs. Ford?"
Just the thought of her leaving with Ethan Ford made Sebastian feel an uncomfortable itch in his heart.
Ivy Kensington looked up at him, and her beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle with fragments of starlight.
Her voice was slightly hoarse, "Sebastian Blackwood, you’re really unfair to me. Why can you change like that without thinking about me? I’m upset too..."
No one knew how painful it was to see him standing together with Nina Shaw today.
The starlight was like tears, and Sebastian’s breath hitched, a stabbing pain emerging in his temples.
"Get out!"
He suddenly roared in anger.
Ivy Kensington quietly looked at him for a second, then walked away.
For some reason, although he was the one who told her to leave, seeing her actually walk away without a backward glance made Sebastian Blackwood’s heart feel even worse.
This damned woman!
Yet not long after, Ivy Kensington returned.
She had some mugwort in her hands.
"Close your eyes and lie down,"
Ivy Kensington commanded.
Sebastian’s brow twitched; this woman actually dared to order him...
But his body was honest, lying obediently on the sofa and closing his eyes.
Ivy Kensington sat down, her warm small hands cradling his head, letting it rest on her lap.
She emitted a natural herbal fragrance, and as Sebastian smelled it, he found the stabbing pain in his temples was less intense.
He wanted to open his eyes and look at her, but unexpectedly—
"Close your eyes, don’t move."
Ivy detected his intent and retorted fiercely.
Sebastian: "..."
Lighting the moxa stick, the woman’s slender fingertips massaged along his acupoints.
The villa was silent, and Sebastian Blackwood unknowingly fell asleep, his mind inexplicably filled with fragmented images—
While abroad, when his headache flared up, Chloe Ford arrived in time and treated him with hypnosis.
He vaguely remembered a voice telling him to be good to Nina Shaw, that she was the woman he could never let down in this life...
But now, is that really the truth?
At this moment.
"Chloe Ford" was contentedly sipping red wine, barefoot, walking on the soft carpet as she descended into the basement.
"Mmm..."
A woman was locked in an iron cage, her mouth sealed shut, her body covered in marks of abuse.
She was the real Chloe Ford!