When she opened her eyes again, she was lying on the bed.
Just as she was about to get up, she saw Edwin Blake sitting across from her with a sullen face.
Ivy River rubbed her eyes, and after confirming that she was not mistaken,
without waiting for her thoughts to come together, she immediately questioned, "Where's my child?"
Edwin did not speak, shadows from the light falling over his head made it hard to discern his expression.
"Edwin Blake, I'm asking you, where is my child!"
Ivy couldn't help but grow nervous.
She suddenly realized something, hurriedly looking under the quilt at herself.
Thankfully, she was still clothed!
"Ivy River, checking whether you're clothed now is already too late, isn't it? Your body still doesn't attract me. Rest assured."
Edwin's indifferent voice sounded as he walked towards her.
The chill around him exuded a low pressure that overwhelmed her, making her involuntarily frightened.
