Wrong Flirt, Right Trouble: His Uncle Pulls Me Close

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Hooking Up in a Parking Lot, So Exciting?

Ivy Sherwood arrived at the parking garage with Nina Scott. Before they could even get close, Ivy saw two people in front of a red sports car.

Silas Blackwood had his arms around Anna Nash’s waist. They were leaning against the car door, kissing so passionately they seemed unable to part.

The way they were going at it, it was as if they couldn’t stand to wait another second.

If you put a bed right there, they’d probably be all over it.

Ivy knew Anna had been let out. Just two days ago, Anna had sent Ivy another one of their bed photos.

Anna had even said: Silas is with me. I’ll help you take good care of him.

Her tone was the very definition of a manipulative, two-faced bitch.

"Is that Silas Blackwood and Anna Nash?" Nina Scott saw them too.

Before Ivy could stop her, Nina charged over. "Silas Blackwood! Aren’t you disgusting? Even a man-whore isn’t as busy as you. You’re a useless piece of trash who thinks with his dick!"

Nina was furious. Even though she didn’t consider Silas Blackwood to be Ivy’s fiancé, seeing this still pissed her off.

Interrupted, Silas Blackwood turned and saw Ivy Sherwood and Nina Scott.

For some reason, Silas felt a twinge of guilt.

"What are you two doing here?" Silas asked.

"Why can’t we be here? You and this shameless woman are a perfect match—a bitch for every dog, a match made to last," Nina cursed, getting angrier just looking at him.

’Such a wonderful person like Ivy, how could she have a fiancé like this?’

Silas Blackwood’s expression turned ugly. Anna Nash hid behind him. "I’m sorry, Ivy. I just missed Silas so much. You won’t blame me, will you?"

"You’re disgusting! Do you think you have the right to call her Ivy?" Seeing Anna, Nina wanted to march over and rip the little bitch apart.

If Ivy hadn’t held her back, Nina really would have gone up and given her a couple of slaps.

Ivy had been so good to her before, but what was the result? This two-faced bitch just wanted money from Ivy, to get whatever she wanted. She never once considered Ivy a friend.

It was disgusting just thinking about it.

Anna’s eyes welled with tears. "I didn’t mean anything by it. I’ve always considered Ivy my best friend. But at the same time, I love Silas. I really, truly love him, and Silas loves me too. Ivy, why do you have to be so cruel? Why can’t you just let us be happy instead of interfering?"

"I know, I shouldn’t be so frail. That’s the only reason Silas came to take care of me. If you want to hit or curse someone, just do it to me. I definitely won’t fight back," Anna said, putting on a pitiful act.

"Is that so?" Ivy Sherwood walked right up to her.

Then she raised her hand and slapped Anna hard across the face.

"You asked for it. This is the first time I’ve ever seen someone ask to be hit. Happy now?"

Anna covered her face in disbelief. "You... Silas, it hurts so much."

But Ivy raised her hand again, and another slap landed on Anna’s other cheek.

Anna’s cheeks swelled instantly, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Ivy Sherwood!" Silas Blackwood snarled her name, quickly pulling Anna into his protective embrace.

"Anna didn’t do anything wrong! What right do you have to hit her?"

"Silas Blackwood, are you blind? She asked for it herself!" Nina Scott stepped forward, her heart filled with rage and resentment.

’How can such a shameless person exist in this world? Truly, when a person reaches peak shamelessness, they become invincible.’

"Anna already apologized, what more do you want? You’re the one who’s forcing yourself between us. You’re the one who’s being shameless!"

Hidden in Silas Blackwood’s arms, Anna Nash smirked triumphantly. ’See? Silas still cares about me.’

She tugged on Silas’s arm. "Silas, don’t say that about Ivy. It’s all my fault."

Silas Blackwood glared at Ivy Sherwood. "Anna is so kind, and all you know how to do is bully her. You’ve been bullying her since we were kids! If you had even a shred of conscience, you wouldn’t treat her like this!"

"Then how should I have treated her to be considered ’good’? When she had no money for food, should I have just let her starve? When her family beat her, should I have not bought her medicine and just let her legs get so broken she’d be in a wheelchair by now?"

"You’re right. I am cruel," Ivy said, her face serene. She didn’t like Silas Blackwood, so his words had no effect on her.

"But so what? Anna Nash, I advise you not to provoke me. Otherwise, I’ll marry Silas Blackwood tomorrow. Then you’ll be nothing but a mistress for the rest of your life. At that point, forget a couple of slaps; I could string you up and beat you, and you’d have no right to fight back."

"And since I’m so ’cruel,’ there’s no telling what I might do. If you’re going to be a thief, then do it in secret. Don’t you dare flaunt it in my face."

"Oh, by the way, you must have had a comfortable time this past month, right? What do you think would happen if I told *him* what I saw today? Would he invite you to be his ’guest’ again?"

Anna’s body trembled. She didn’t want to go back. She didn’t want to be locked up again.

Anna pushed Silas Blackwood away and stepped out of his embrace. "Ivy, what do you want from me?"

"How about you get on your knees and kowtow to me a couple of times?"

Silas’s expression was grim. "Ivy Sherwood, don’t go too far!"

He had just started to feel a little better about Ivy, and now he was seeing this vicious side of her.

Anna stepped away from Silas and knelt directly in front of Ivy.

"I know you hate me for stealing Silas. I’ll kneel for you. I’ll kowtow to you." As she spoke, she prepared to press her head to the ground.

Ivy hadn’t expected Anna to abandon all her dignity and pride for a man.

And ironically, the man Anna treasured like a priceless gem was someone Ivy wouldn’t even give a second glance, let alone desire.

"Wait," Ivy called out.

Anna froze. ’Did it work? Is Ivy feeling embarrassed and telling me to stop?’

"Such a wonderful show. Why should only a few of us get to see it? Hey, are those people over there? Come take a look, someone’s having an affair over here!" Ivy shouted loudly. There were indeed people nearby, and hearing her, they started to wander over to see.

"No way, having an affair right here? How thrilling."

"Who’s that, Young Master Blackwood? Oh, then it’s not surprising. Just a few days ago, at that new resort, I saw Young Master Blackwood with his arms around two beauties. They had great figures. He’s a lucky guy."

Anna, kneeling on the ground, and Silas, standing beside her, were both mortified.

’No wonder Silas has been reluctant to be intimate with me these past two days. So while I was locked up, he was with other women all along,’ Anna thought.

"Get lost!" Silas roared at the onlookers, who immediately scattered.

Silas pointed at Ivy. "Ivy Sherwood, you..."

"You have no shame, so why should I give you any face?" Ivy’s gaze was sharp.

The sheer force of her presence when she spoke made Silas feel as if he were looking at Quentin Blackwood.

Her gaze fell upon Anna, ice-cold and piercing.

"Anna Nash, I’m warning you one last time. Stop sending me your bed photos. If you love showing them off so much, post them on your social media. Only you would treasure a man who comes up that short."