One Night Bride: Master Blackwood's Substitute Wife-Chapter 788: Kiss

Sharon Langley just went to the bathroom, unexpectedly letting Claire Crowley slip in.

"Ivy, are you okay?"

She asked anxiously, Ivy Kensington shook her head, her gaze turning cold: "I’m fine, Claire Crowley ran away again!"

"Don’t worry, Ivy, as long as she shows up, she’ll definitely be caught!"

Sharon Langley said with equal seriousness.

Claire Crowley might escape once, but she won’t escape every time; she’ll eventually be caught!

Mrs. Sherman listened to the two’s conversation, her eyes in a daze, "Mrs. Sherman."

At this point, Sharon Langley called out to her, and she finally snapped back to reality.

"What happened?" Sharon Langley said, "Thank you for coming to see Ivy, it’s very late now, please go back to rest, I’ll stay here to take care of her."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sherman nodded, "Alright, then I’ll go first, take your time talking."

Ivy Kensington got out of bed and, together with Sharon Langley, saw Mrs. Sherman off.

"Ivy, I’ve hired a caregiver for you, if anything happens later, with the caregiver here, there’s no need to worry."

"Okay, thank you, Sharon."

Ivy Kensington felt warm inside, every time something happens, Sharon Langley is always by her side.

The caregiver was a middle-aged woman, and upon arrival, she tidied up the ward thoroughly.

But Ivy Kensington’s mind was even more chaotic.

After waking up, she saw Leo Sherman’s condition, but she hadn’t had the chance to check on Sebastian Blackwood, not knowing how he was now.

At that time, she remembered, when rescuing her, his arm also got burned...

The situation was no lighter than hers.

"Who are you..."

Late into the night, the caregiver was dozing off on the bed, suddenly seeing a tall silhouette at the doorway of the ward, she felt a sharp pang of fear.

It’s Sebastian Blackwood.

The man’s hands were similarly wrapped with burn bandages.

His handsome brows and eyes appeared weak, perhaps having just woken up not long ago.

"Leave first."

He coldly spoke to the caregiver.

The caregiver hesitated a bit, Sharon Langley had specifically instructed her to take good care of Ivy Kensington, but this man...

At this moment, Ivy Kensington, who should be asleep in bed, woke up.

She got up and saw the man she had been thinking about the moment before standing before her, her mind suddenly went blank.

"Sebastian Blackwood..."

She softly called his name, instinctively wanting to get out of bed and go to him.

However, Sebastian Blackwood’s movements were faster than hers, already stepping to her bedside.

"Lie down."

His voice commanded deeply.

Ivy Kensington deeply looked at him, feeling as though she hadn’t seen him for a long time, never getting enough of it.

Especially noticing the wound on his arm, her heart ached dully.

"I’m sorry."

She said softly.

But the man bent down and cupped her face, "Don’t say those three words."

She is his woman, so no matter what, he would protect her.

Ivy Kensington pressed her lips tightly, finally raising her hand to embrace him firmly.

The ambiguous atmosphere spread in the pitch-black night.

Sebastian Blackwood’s handsome face gradually lowered, but Ivy Kensington returned to her senses at this moment.

She feels ugly now, with a long scar on her face...

"Don’t."

She whispered, avoiding his approaching kiss.

She feared he’d feel disgusted if he saw closely.

But Sebastian Blackwood still unhesitatingly cupped her small face, his light-colored lips pressing against her cheek, "Not ugly."

He whispered, his tone seemed genuine.

Ivy Kensington’s throat choked, quietly sobbing.