CHAPTER 670: CHAPTER 670: MASTER BLACKWOOD JEALOUS OVER ANOTHER MAN’S JACKET

"Ivy, put your clothes on."

Ivy Kensington finally snapped back to reality, realizing she’d been running too hastily and was a bit disheveled. Embarrassed, she hurriedly grabbed her clothes to put them on and whispered, "Thanks, Leo. I’ve just twisted my ankle."

"Bear with it, I’ll take you to the hospital."

Leo Sherman glanced at the people chasing from behind, floored the gas pedal, and sped quickly towards the hospital.

Ivy lay sideways on the back seat, her gaze somewhat vacant.

She had heard everything those people said earlier, and she never expected it would be Sebastian Blackwood who sent them to humiliate her...

Why would he do that?

Even if he wanted revenge for her escaping the wedding, he shouldn’t resort to such means.

For a moment, Ivy felt disappointed and saddened by Sebastian Blackwood.

"Ivy, do you know who those people are?"

Seeing the people behind them had been shaken off, Leo finally turned his attention to ask Ivy a question.

Ivy closed her eyes tightly, unwilling to say that name.

Seeing this, Leo assumed she was in severe pain and didn’t ask further, instead, he increased the speed towards the hospital.

Once they arrived at the hospital.

Leo helped Ivy to the orthopedics department. After an X-ray examination, they found no bone fracture, just a minor crack. The doctor set the bone and prescribed some medication to promote blood circulation and alleviate swelling.

"Apply it well for a while when you go back, and it’ll be fine."

Leo took the medicine from the doctor and helped Ivy out of the hospital.

However, once they stepped out of the hospital entrance, they saw a striking Maybach parked across the street. A man with a tall and straight posture was lazily leaning against the car body, his piercing dark eyes sharply gazing in their direction.

It was supposedly out-of-town Sebastian Blackwood.

Seeing him, Ivy felt a trace of coldness in her heart.

He was indeed lying to her.

Claiming to be on a business trip was clearly just an excuse.

"Leo, let’s go back."

Ivy said coldly. Right now, she had no desire to see Sebastian.

Leo didn’t ask much, acknowledging her with a sound, and supported her toward the car.

But before they could get there, Sebastian had already strode over with his long legs. He swiftly grabbed Ivy’s slender wrist.

"Where are you going?"

His palm was burning hot, and Ivy instantly recalled the words from those people.

She couldn’t help but feel a chill in her heart, raising her eyes to meet his with a deep sense of pain.

"Sebastian Blackwood, I know I’m at fault for escaping the wedding. I’m the one who made you a laughing stock. I can accept your revenge, but why did you choose such means?"

To have people humiliate her and even take that kind of video, she was a woman; if such a video were leaked, her life would be ruined!

The public scrutiny alone could drown her.

Even if she wasn’t worried about herself, what about Ginny and Cody? She was their mother; if Ginny and Cody found out, how could she ever live with herself in front of those little ones?

The more she thought about it, the colder Ivy’s heart grew: "Don’t touch me! The only thing we can discuss now is the divorce!"

Her tone was resolute. With a flick, she shook off Sebastian’s grip.

Her resistant attitude was obvious, and she was still wearing another man’s coat.

Sebastian’s suppressed anger was on the verge of explosion, his temple veins pulsated fiercely. Without more words, he directly lifted the woman into his arms.

"What are you doing!"

Ivy was startled and tried to struggle free.