Chapter 156: That Woman is Not Your Mother (5)

Ivy Jackson bit her lip again, this time actually feeling pain. Only then did she realize there was a wound on her lips. So she let go and just clenched her teeth hard.

"Russel Thomas..."

"Hm?"

"I'm so useless... Actually, I've had my suspicions before, but I didn't want to believe them. That's why I hate you... " She hated him for so easily voicing that possibility, the one she also suspected but always cut off.

Russel Thomas sighed and didn't say anything. Ivy closed her eyes. She wanted to go to sleep; right now, she didn't want to think about anything, not even the slightest bit...

Ivy quickly fell asleep in Russel's arms. Halfway through, Russel woke her up to have some water, and then she fell asleep again, half-dazed. It seemed as if something cold was rubbing across her lips, which made the wound a bit painful but also a bit soothing, soon she was deeply engulfed in sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already three rods in the day, 10 o'clock.