All Chapters of I’m Yours, Mr. Blackwood: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

DAMIEN’S POVShe hesitated before she said the words that made every ounce of restraint inside me disappear.“I threw them away.”I crossed the distance between us before I could think better of it, grabbing her by the throat and shoving her against the wall.She gasped, her hands immediately closing around my wrists as her nails dug into my skin.“Damien, you’re hurting me.”“What the fuck did you just say you did to those pictures?”“I threw them in the trash downstairs,” she choked out, tears filling her eyes. “She’s been dead for two months, Damien. The fact that you’re still holding on to her memories is exactly why you haven’t moved on.”My grip tightened before I forced myself to loosen it.I leaned closer, lowering my voice until every word came out cold and deliberate.“I want you to listen carefully because I’m not going to repeat myself. The moment my hand leaves your throat, you are going to pack your things and leave my house. And if you refuse, you’ll have a much bigger

IVY’S POVShe ripped her purse from her shoulder and hurled it at Greta, striking her squarely in the face and knocking her sideways onto the porch.“How dare you show your ugly face here after what you did to my friend?” Elena screamed. “Get the fuck off my property before I beat you senseless!”Michael rushed forward and grabbed Elena around the waist before she could reach Greta.“Elena, wait!” he warned, holding her back as she struggled against him. “Stop before you do something crazy.”“Let me go, Michael!” she shrieked, kicking her legs as he dragged her toward the front door. “I’m going to tear every strand of hair out of her head!”Greta did not try to defend herself. She remained on the ground with her head bowed, her hair falling across her face as though Elena’s outburst had barely registered.“Elena, please,” I said quietly. “Let me hear what she has to say.”Elena stopped fighting for a moment and looked at me as though she could not believe what I had just said.“Fine,”

DAMIEN’S POV“Did you really think you could pull something like this under my roof and I wouldn’t notice? Do you really think I’m that stupid, Greta? That you could lie to my face and I wouldn’t see through you?!” My voice grew louder with each question.“Mr. Blackwood, please!” She gasped, clasping her trembling hands in front of her. “Listen to me! I promise, I can explain!”“We planted that mic on you today,” I said, glaring down at her. “And we’ve heard every conversation you’ve had since then, including the one you had at Ivy’s house.”“No! Please!” Greta fell to her knees right in front of me, grabbing the hem of my pants. “It’s not what it looks like! I didn't mean any of it!”“Get your hands off me,” I growled, stepping back from her grip.“I only did it because I love you!” she sobbed, tears instantly streaming down her cheeks. “I’ve been in love with you since the first day I started working here! You never even looked at me! You only had eyes for that trashy Ivy!”“So that

IVY’S POV“Ivy, wait—” Damien started, trying to unwrap himself from Ava.“Stop, Damien. Your daughter just woke up. Focus on that,” I said firmly before making my way out of the room and pulling the door shut behind me.I leaned my back against the wall of the corridor, closing my eyes as I let out a long breath.My phone vibrated in my coat pocket. I pulled it out and saw a text from Elena.Elena: Did you get there? Is she okay???I typed back quickly: Yes, she’s awake. She’s talking and she recognized me. Thank God.Elena replied instantly: Thank God! Oh, I’m so happy! Tell her Auntie Elena is glad she’s awake!I smiled faintly at the screen, but as I was about to type a reply, I heard my name.“Ivy?” a familiar voice called out from down the hall.I looked up to see Lawrence walking toward me, and I slipped my phone back into my pocket.“Hi, Lawrence,” I said, attempting a small smile. “How have you been?”“I should be asking you that,” Lawrence said, his eyes filled with sympathy

IVY’S POV“That night, Damien sent a bodyguard to secretly follow you here and protect you. He’s also been calling to check on you. And he was the one who recommended me to the owner of Darnin’s.”My mouth fell open.“Wait. What?”“Not only that,” Elena added. “Since Michael has started, I might as well tell you everything. Damien also expanded Mrs. Gable’s diner after he noticed we were working there, and he sent us a lot of money.”My eyes widened. “I don’t understand. All of this happened within two days? And you kept it from me?”“He asked us to,” Michael admitted. “At first, we refused because of how hurt you were after everything. But he explained that he was working on the investigation and kept insisting that we accept his help.”“And, in our defense, it’s really hard to say no to Damien Blackwood.” Elena gave a nervous laugh. “That man is scary as fuck. The rumors definitely weren’t lying about him being ruthless.”My heart twisted at their confession. So Damien hadn’t comple