Kidnapped

Walking to Shawn's side, sitting on the sofa opposite him, Ivy took his hand. "I know you planned to confess tomorrow night at the banquet. But do you know, you were forcing me?"

Shawn clasped Ivy's hand in return, tightly. "I didn't intend to force you. Tomorrow night, I'll confess my mistake. Whatever you decide, I'll accept. If you're willing to forgive me, I'll treat you even better. But if you're unwilling, I'll do everything to win you back."

"Shawn, after being together for so long, you should know how important the Livingston family is to me. In such a situation, no matter how unwilling I am, I will consider decency. Even if I am unwilling in my heart, I will forgive you in public. Admit it, you were gambling, gambling that I hadn't seen through your little scheme."

Shawn held onto Ivy's hand tightly, unwilling to let go even a fraction. "What should I do, we..."

"You know my personality," Ivy interrupted him, giving him no room to speak.