CHAPTER 628: CHAPTER 628: REGRETTING REMARRIAGE

Sharon Langley was at a loss for words, but she knew she couldn’t stop him, so she could only watch as he entered Ivy Kensington’s hospital room.

Ivy had slept the entire day, but still didn’t seem to have any energy.

Every time she closed her eyes, she would think of the scene of the baby falling from the castle.

She couldn’t help but shed tears.

"Baby, I’m sorry..."

It was her fault for not protecting her.

Sebastian Blackwood stood by the woman’s bedside, observing her tear-streaked eyes and listening to her murmurs clearly.

He couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing.

Is this sadness real now?

If it’s real, why didn’t she want that child?

He had clearly told her to wait until the child’s corrective surgery for deformity was completed to see the child, but she had wanted to take the child away last night.

Now that the baby was gone, was it sorrow or guilt?

Sebastian lowered his indifferent gaze.

Ivy awoke from her dream, only to see Sebastian standing by her bedside. Almost instinctively, she reached out and embraced his lean waist.

She called out to him dependently, "Sebastian..."

Originally, thinking of the lost baby had ignited a fire of anger within Sebastian.

But in this very moment, Ivy holding him like this quietly extinguished that anger.

Forget it.

He had told others that the child’s deformity surgery had failed because of her young age, and she couldn’t withstand the surgery, which was the reason she was gone.

Exposing the video would negatively impact Ivy.

He didn’t want to see her trapped by public opinion.

"Mm, I’m here."

He responded deeply, raising his hand to embrace her slender back, gently patting her in a manner that could be considered gentle.

The man’s warm palm fell on her back, transmitting through the thin fabric into her body, making Ivy gradually come to her senses.

She thought she was dreaming.

But unexpectedly, it was real; Sebastian had truly returned.

Swallowing with a coarse throat, Ivy recalled the news she saw this morning and suddenly felt weary.

Claire Crowley was holding custody of the child and was creating turmoil repeatedly.

She could see that Claire truly did not want to give up custody; if she were forced to give up, the incident of holding the child and threatening to jump off a building would surely replay.

Ivy thought of how the child was still so small, and her heart couldn’t help but ache.

After a moment, she took a deep breath and finally said, "Sebastian, maybe we should forget about remarriage."

Claire wanted Mrs. Blackwood’s position; let her have it.

This torment, if it continues long term, no one can bear it.

As soon as these words were spoken, Sebastian’s stern and handsome face immediately turned gloomy.

The one who agreed to remarry was her, and now the one regretting it is also her.

Did she consider him a plaything to be summoned and dismissed at will?

Dark anger surged in Sebastian’s heart; he raised his hand and pinched Ivy’s chin. "Do you know what you’re saying?"

Ivy’s small face was forced upturned; she looked at him with her distinct black and white eyes for several seconds before nodding.

"Yes, I’m saying let’s forget about the remarriage."

Perhaps it was destined that she and Sebastian were not meant to be in this lifetime.

If so, she didn’t want to force it anymore.

They should let each other go.

"Ha."

Ivy’s firm words made Sebastian let out a cold laugh from his chest. He tightened the grip on Ivy’s chin, his tone coldly sarcastic: "Ivy, truly, your heart is made of steel."

The child is gone.

The first thing she does is backtrack on the remarriage.

This, it seems, was all part of her meticulous plan!

Sebastian’s face was cold and terrifying, his words almost like blades toward Ivy: "Killed her own child, I should never have protected you. Ivy, you make me sick!"

In her heart, she clearly always despised that the child was not only deformed but also a fool!