A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 37

"What? Killed Martha?" Ivy heard the panic in her voice.

"Yes!" Cheryl yelled again. "You used to be kind and... adorable, but now you're so bitter and evil!"

Ivy didn't like the words Cheryl was using to describe her, but she refused to react. She kept her cool despite her racing heart. "Is Martha okay?"

"No, she's not. You and that freaking woman injured her!" Cheryl snapped.

Injured her, not killed her. Ivy exhaled in relief, though her heart still pounded. Cheryl hadn't directly answered the question.

"Is Martha alive?" she asked again, rephrasing the question.

Cheryl gasped. "Oh my goodness! You wanted her dead? I can't believe you, Ivy!" That derisive tone was enough to fire Ivy up. "You said it! You said I killed her!"

"Oh, chill," Cheryl hissed. "It was just a figure of speech."

"What kind of psycho uses kill as a figure of speech?" Ivy shot back, her chest heaving with anger.

"That doesn't change the fact that you landed Martha in the hospital, and my fiancé is going to make you pay for that," Cheryl shot back.

Ivy felt the anger in her heart as she sat on the bed.

Breathe, breathe. Don't explode, she told herself.

She knew Cheryl was taunting her and she refused to take the bait. "Well, since Martha is doing well," she said calmly, "I wish her a quick recovery."

Cheryl seemed to sense she was being dismissed and flared up. "This is not the end, Ivy! I will-"

Ivy ended the call before Cheryl could finish. She was tired of the Hunters and everything they represented. If she could turn back time, she would have ignored Mason the first time he approached her.

Despite her chaotic emotions, she felt relieved. Thank God Martha was alive. Cheryl was so stupid for frightening her like that.

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"It's Monica."

Ivy opened the door for Monica, who carried a tray of food. Monica set the tray on

"How are you feeling?" Monica asked.

"I don't know," Ivy admitted. "Cheryl just called me."

Monica arched a brow in question. "Who's that?"

the table and turned to her.

moving back to sit on the bed.

Monica's confusion deepened. "Who?"

dreading the explanation. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk

the betrayal.

"Oh. Wait-what was she doing there with your ex-

been enough for Monica. Apparently not. "Cheryl is engaged to my ex-husband, and she came

That should do it.

hell?" Monica exclaimed. "She stole your man, got pregnant by him, and has the guts

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her man to begin with. "Yes, something like that,"

would have kicked Martha even harder since I can't touch

amused by Monica's statement. She liked this woman already, "Oh, Monica,

"Good, then. Why was

eyes. "She just wanted to make

on the bed beside her. "That's horrible-what you had to

bit her lip, pushing the pain away from her chest, "Well, I

gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "I knew you were different. The first day I

raised a brow.

thought you were

asked, laughing,

a horrible woman, She made all of us call her Lady Kim, like she was like some royalty," Monica said, a faint frown tugging at the corners of her lips. "God, she hurt Silas ovecand over again. Even the blind

how sad Silas had been when he

spoke about Kim,

Monica continued. "Obviously, we were cautious

women."

at her. "I understand. Tell them I have no interest in

me Lady Ivy."

Monica laughed. "You're funny."

agreeing to the contract. They were both hurting hers was fresh, but Silas's wounds clearly hadn't healed. That night

to your

Monica," Ivy

said

walked over to her table and was about to eat

for it and

her aunt.

"Aunt May," she answered.

girl," May said, her voice soft with concern.

good. How are

"I've been reading the news. God,

unsettled Ivy. The last thing she wanted

him and Cheryl," Ivy said calmly, "Once