A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 71: Interior Designers.

"Oh shit," Ivy cussed as she sank on the bed.

She threw her purse on the floor and buried her face in her palm. Her cheeks were burning with embarrassment as Silas's rejection replayed in her mind. Her excitement had died immediately he turned away.

Ivy fell back on the bed, exhaling as she did. If there was an advantage to the rejection, it was that it had reduced her excitement, it had brought her back to reality. Now, she was seriously exhausted.

She sprang out of bed, took off her shoes, her gown and her underwear and went to have a long bath. The cool water in the shower eased out the tension building in her

chest.

When she came out of the bathroom, she heard her phone buzzing. With a towel around her hair, she walked over to the table and picked it.

She frowned when she realized she had two missed calls from Mason, and then a message. She sat on the bed and read it.

'You'll pay for it.

The single line was cold and sharp, and it made her stomach knot with fear. Though she knew Mason deserved everything she was doing to him-and what she planned to do, she couldn't quite shake off the fear.

She locked her phone, refusing to give in to the fear creeping up her spine.

"Fuck off," she muttered dropping the phone beside her.

She laid on the bed, determined to reminisce on the joy she'd felt seeing Mason

miserable.

The next day, Ivy was woken by a knock on her door. She stretched, yawned and left the bed as she trudged to answer it.

"Yes?"

"It's me, Ivy," Monica said from the other side.

Ivy opened the door and walked back to the bed.

"Good morning. How was your night?" Monica asked, her tone light.

"It was good," Ivy said, rubbing her eyes. "How was yours?"

"Great," Monica smiled. "How did the party go? Did you enjoy yourself?"

"I did," Ivy said. "Thanks for helping me get ready."

"You're welcome," Monica nodded. "Your husband would like you to join him for breakfast."

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she quickly composed herself before Monica noticed. "Alright,

sighed, going

brush her teeth.

buzzed. She jumped, her heart pounding as she recollected Mason's threat. When she realized it was an unknown number, she was relieved, but then suspicion quickly replaced the relief. It was most likely Mason calling again or even Cheryl. She ignored the call. She wasn't going to give either of

she got downstairs, she

he said

heat

was your night?" Silas asked, lifting his

blush deepened.

with a smile. "Come, have a

couches.

couch furthest from him,

fully. "We should be having breakfast together, but I still have a lot of work to do," he said, stood up and picked a

this?" she asked, collecting

of interior designers Rachel put together. I want you to go through it and

"Thank you," she smiled.

to set a date and destination for our

Ivy's stomach tightened. "Honeymoon?"

media is starting to suspect this is a contract marriage. No

a room, travelling to

softened. "I know you don't want to, but if we're

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understand," she said,

the destination," he added as though he

said flatly, her mind racing at the thought of pretending to be in love

building once you've selected your design," Silas continued. "They've all been paid, so whoever you pick

nodded, touched by the gesture.

he was pleased. He

gaze. "Alright. It's

Thomas had

was willing to leave his job and

turning to leave. "Bye," she said

she was alone in the living room, she opened the folder and went through the designs. Each designer's picture

was instantly captivated by the

loud as she observed his designs. His style was feminine and intriguing, and at that moment she knew she had made

fully certain

went upstairs

"Hey," she said.

"Made your

New," she said,