Chapter 542: Chapter 542: Farewell
Ivy Kensington didn’t want to say more, quickly said, "Hurry up and come over."
Claire Crowley didn’t know what she really wanted to do, but the temptation was too great for her. In the end, she immediately got up, took a cab, and went to Blackwood Manor.
Ivy was waiting for her downstairs. When she saw her coming, she said directly, "Put on my clothes and sleep in the upstairs bedroom."
Why?
Claire was somewhat resentful. She didn’t want to wear her clothes, but thinking about Sebastian Blackwood’s aversion to her, she had to swallow her pride.
By wearing Ivy’s clothes, Sebastian temporarily wouldn’t notice the difference in scent between the two of them.
"Fine, I agree."
Claire nodded through gritted teeth.
Three minutes later.
Claire and Ivy’s figures were almost identical. Now wearing the same clothing, unless you looked at their faces, you could hardly tell who was who.
"Go up, he should be in bed."
Ivy said, her hand hanging by her side clenched into a tight fist.
Personally pushing the person she loved to someone else hurt too much, but she had no choice. She didn’t want Sebastian to get into trouble.
Claire responded with an "mm," and with an excited heart, went upstairs.
Soon, she would be sharing a bed with Master Blackwood!
The more she thought about it, the more excited Claire became, quickening her pace considerably.
Ivy watched her, hoping she would slow down, but no matter what, the short stairway was soon climbed.
She saw with her own eyes as Claire pushed the door open and her figure disappeared behind it.
Ivy suddenly broke into tears.
I’m sorry...
She bit her lip to keep herself from sobbing aloud and only silently stared at that tightly closed door for a long time.
At this moment, Sebastian would probably think Claire is her, holding her tight, right?
Or rather, he might kiss Claire the way he kissed her...
Such images flooded her mind, and Ivy felt as though her insides were twisted painfully, making it difficult to breathe.
She couldn’t stay any longer!
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to leave... and then Sebastian would die.
Thinking of this, Ivy wiped away her tears and quietly headed toward the entrance of the manor.
However, just as she was about to leave, a tall figure blocked her path.
Sebastian’s handsome face was as dark as the pitch-black night, his deep eyes fixed on Ivy’s figure, and behind him was Claire!
Ivy was stunned. What was going on?
Claire was furious. That Ivy purposely deceived her. She hadn’t even approached that big bed before Sebastian discovered her!
She didn’t even have time to explain before the man dragged her downstairs.
Claire said angrily, "Master Blackwood, I didn’t come on my own, it was Ivy! Ivy came up with this plan, she wanted me to sleep with you, and even dressed me in her clothes!"
She laid all the blame on Ivy.
Sebastian’s gaze was deep and he didn’t interrupt her. He waited until she finished before speaking, "Ivy, give me an explanation."
As long as she was willing to speak, even if she was coaxing him or lying to him, he would believe her.
Ivy lowered her eyelashes, her gaze falling on his slightly pale face, feeling a pang in her heart.
Less than sixteen hours remained before he would die from the poison.
And she couldn’t bear to watch him die.
Taking a deep breath, Ivy tried to keep her voice as cold as possible, "Sebastian, do you have to be so desperate to hear me say it clearly?"
"Fine, if that’s the case, I’ll tell you—"