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.

Ivy replied, moving back to sit on the bed. "That's my backstabbing

Monica's confusion deepened. "Who?"

the explanation. It wasn't that she didn't

reliving the betrayal. "She's the pregnant

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

slumped. She had thought the one line of explanation would have been enough for Monica. Apparently not. "Cheryl is engaged to my ex-husband, and she came with his mother to pick

That should do it.

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

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to begin

kicked Martha even harder since

liked this woman already, "Oh, Monica, I think you got your message

laughed as well. "Good, then. Why was

eyes. "She just

moved closer, sitting on the bed beside her. "That's horrible-what you

from her chest,

"I knew you were different. The

raised a

you know-staff gossip. They thought you were like Lady

asked,

royalty," Monica said, a faint frown tugging at the corners of her lips. "God, she hurt Silas ovecand over again. Even the blind could see she was just

how sad Silas had

spoke about Kim,

in and we were told you're his new wife," Monica continued. "Obviously, we were

women."

understand. Tell them I have no interest in

me Lady Ivy."

Monica laughed. "You're funny."

They were both hurting hers was fresh, but Silas's wounds clearly hadn't healed. That night when he saw

to your

you, Monica,"

enjoy," Monica said as she

table and

Exhaling, she reached for it and saw

her aunt.

"Aunt May," she answered.

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

good. How are

"I've been reading the

The last thing she wanted was to make her aunt

the news about him and Cheryl," Ivy said calmly, "Once

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