Wrong Flirt, Right Trouble: His Uncle Pulls Me Close

Ivy Sherwood’s words made Anna Nash pause, her eyes filling with panic. She subconsciously glanced toward a dark corner not far away.

Ivy followed her gaze, but it was too dark over there to see anything.

Anna quickly composed herself, putting on a pitiful act. "Ivy, how could you want to expose us? Do you want us to suffer the same online abuse you have?"

"You wouldn’t dare! Ivy Sherwood, if you do this, I won’t let you get away with it!"

Watching the two of them putting on this act, Ivy felt a headache coming on.

Not wanting to waste another breath on them, she shook off Silas Blackwood’s hand and strode away.

But Silas didn’t see the paparazzi behind them, snapping photos with their cameras.

Silas holding Anna’s waist, Anna asking for a kiss, Silas lowering his head to kiss her—it was all caught on camera.

Silas and Anna walked into the hotel. Spotting a staff member, Silas couldn’t help but walk over and ask, "That woman from just now, what was she here for?"

Silas was a regular here, contributing a significant amount of business to the hotel each year. The attendant didn’t dare to be slow and quickly looked it up.

"Young Master Blackwood, it seems she was here to see a Mr. Blackwood."

"Which Mr. Blackwood?" ’Could it be that Ivy Sherwood really knew I was here and wanted to stage some kind of ’chance encounter’?’

Although he never said it aloud, Silas was convinced that Ivy was in love with him.

’Her pretending to hate him was all just an act to get his attention.’

"The one who was staying in the presidential suite a few days ago. Quentin Blackwood, Mr. Blackwood. The security footage shows that the young lady was waiting for him for a long time."

Silas, who had been fully expecting to hear his own name, froze. ’Ivy was here to see my uncle?’

’Since when was Ivy on such good terms with his uncle?’

But his uncle wasn’t even staying here anymore, yet Ivy had waited for hours.

Still, Silas felt a deep sense of unease. ’A woman like Ivy, daring to go after my uncle!’

Anna heard this too. She hadn’t expected Silas to ask about Ivy, and a pang of jealousy hit her.

She linked her arm with his. "Silas, why do you care about her? I heard she was kicked out of the Sherwood Company. She probably can’t even fend for herself and is just delusional enough to think your uncle would help her."

"Think about what kind of man your uncle is. Why would he ever help Ivy? She didn’t even know he’d checked out. She was probably just trying her luck."

"Mm." Silas’s expression softened slightly. ’That must be it!’

Silas and Anna went to their usual room. Today, Silas was feeling a bit listless. He was sure that woman, Ivy, had gotten to him.

Even with Anna standing before him in sexy lingerie, he felt nothing.

This made Anna feel uneasy. "Silas."

Anna did her best to please him, trying all the tricks and moves he usually loved, but Silas still seemed uninterested.

"Silas, what’s wrong?"

Looking at Anna’s face, Silas suddenly thought of the woman he had seen at the banquet.

That stunningly beautiful face, that graceful figure... suddenly, he felt a spark of arousal.

But looking at Anna’s face, Silas knew she wasn’t her.

Silas switched off all the lights. Imagining Anna was that other woman, he pinned her down, taking her roughly and without a hint of gentleness.

’One day, he would have that woman!’

Anna thought she had successfully seduced Silas, completely unaware that he had turned off the lights because he didn’t want to see her face, and was imagining she was someone else.

When it was over, Silas fell into a deep sleep, but Anna was wide awake.

She and Silas had been together many times, but there was still no sign of pregnancy. She’d had herself checked; there was nothing wrong with her.

’So what about Silas? Could there be a problem with him?’

Anna glanced at the used condom on the floor. She changed her clothes, picked it up, and took it to the hospital. She was going to get it tested.

...

Ivy returned home and took a shower.

She scrubbed her wrist, the one Silas had touched, over and over again.

After her shower, Ivy went straight to bed. It wasn’t until the next morning that she noticed several missed calls from Silas.

He must have sent a few texts when she didn’t pick up.

"Ivy Sherwood, this was you, wasn’t it? You hired someone to take pictures of me and Anna and post them online, you venomous bitch!"

"If you can’t be happy, you won’t let anyone else be happy either, is that it? How could you do this to Anna!"

"If anything happens to Anna, you’d better start picking out a coffin for yourself, Ivy!"

’What is all this nonsense?’ Ivy didn’t even finish reading Silas’s messages. She went online and saw the news: a video of Silas and Anna getting a room together had been released.

And they hadn’t drawn the curtains. Everything the two of them did pressed against the window was clearly visible.

Silas was a member of the Blackwood Family, a sensitive identity to begin with. Combined with the recent uproar about his fiancée just days ago, his fooling around now naturally earned him another round of public condemnation.

Netizens were ruthless with their words, and they certainly weren’t going to spare a homewrecker like Anna.

So now the internet was flooded with people cursing Silas and Anna. Even if Silas tried to suppress the news, new waves of it kept popping up, and he couldn’t keep it contained.

The angles, the positions... it was obvious they were deliberately staged for someone to photograph.

This wasn’t the first time Anna had pulled a stunt like this, so Ivy immediately guessed who was behind it.

’To get Silas, Anna really would stop at nothing.’

On the day of the engagement, she had leaked her own bed photos with Silas. This time, she had paparazzi release a video of them fooling around in a hotel room.

Only a fool like Silas would believe Anna.

A man like Silas deserved to be played for a fool.

...

「Back at the hotel」

Yesterday, after dropping the item off at the hospital for testing, Anna had returned to the hotel. Silas hadn’t noticed she’d been gone. Instead, when they woke up this morning, the news that Anna had arranged to be photographed and spread had fermented overnight and was now a huge issue online.

Even if it was negative publicity, Anna wanted to stir it up. If everyone knew she was Silas’s woman, it would make it easier for her to do many things.

And right now, Anna was curled up in Silas’s arms, looking utterly aggrieved.

"Anna, don’t cry. You’re breaking my heart."

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely suppress all this news. That bitch Ivy Sherwood dared to pull this stunt behind my back. I won’t let her get away with it!"

Silas soothed her, but he felt a flicker of annoyance.

He used to find Anna’s tearful appearance endearing and pitiable, but now, he was getting a little tired of it.

Still, Anna was good in bed. She knew a lot of tricks.

Hearing Silas say this, Anna was finally satisfied.

But she continued to feign sadness, sobbing, "Silas is the best to me."

’It was true. As soon as she cried, Silas would comfort her, and she could get anything she wanted.’

Anna and Silas fooled around all morning. Around noon, while Silas was showering in the bathroom, Anna received a text message. It was from the hospital.

The test results from the hospital were in. Silas’s sperm...