A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 78: Fijian Spices.

When by woke up, she felt a lot better. The jet lag, frustration, and anger had all seeped out of her body

She stood up from the bed and finally took in the room. It was huge and beautifully decorated-modern, exquisite

Ivy walked over to the huge window and pulled the curtains aside. Below was the most magnificent view she had ever seen The crystal clear water stretched endlessly under the sun, and she felt herself drawn to it

Her stomach groaned with hunger causing her to move away from the window She walked to the bathroom, admired its design, before dabbing her face with cold water.

She left the room to get food, but was surprised to find Bud standing outside.

"Bud? When did you get here?" she asked, her voice laced with surprise

Bud smiled. It was the first time she was seeing his teeth. "Not long after you did

Ivy gathered her hair into a loose ponytail. "Why didn't you just fly with us on the jet?"

"Mr. Stone didn't want the media to detect your presence, Bud explained

"Oh, she muttered, her stomach twisting

She had momentanly forgotten about the calculated nature of this honeymoon. But as her thoughts spiraled, anger tightened her chest. The memory of Kim's name spelled on the bed came rushing back.

She plastered a smile on her face to hide her anger as she faced Bud. "Where's Silas, by the way?"

"He had something to handle," Bud replied, his expression suddenly unreadable Her irritation deepened, and her fake smile widened. "Cool"

"He also asked me to inform you that dinner is at eight, and you're to wear beige. And, ma'am, he wants you to eat." Bud's expression was back to its usual stoic mask.

So, the honeymoon was even worse than she had imagined.

"Alright,” she said with a frown, not hiding her disappointment. She turned back into the room and shut the door gently behind her. There was no point in taking her anger out on an innocent piece of wood.

She groaned, pacing the room.

again, and that moment she made her decision. She walked to the closet relieved to find

her own honeymoon, she might as

took a shower, got dressed

asked, raising a brow

bask in the evening sun and swim in that gorgeous water-preferably with champagne

twisted. "But ma'am, Mr.

rules to leash her down like a dog. "It's my honeymoon for heaven's sake!

small gesture gave her the confidence to

a corner, she spotted the

"Mrs. Stone."

sound of

is that way" Bud said, gesturing

annoyed her to admit it, she knew he had a point. "Fine.

way to a smaller door, unlocking it

unit was exclusive and untouched. She took off her sandals, placed them in her hand, and ran through the sand. The warm grains tickled

touched her feet. She

stomach grumbled again, pulling her out

waved Bud

you like, maar?" Bud asked as

but nothing came to mind "Anything

back noon" Hud gave a slight bow

to the ocean, running along the shoreline, letting

time later, Bud returned "Your food

him to a secluded section of the beach, where a large table with food was displayed. There was

waitress in white approached her "Good evening, Mrs Stone.

of red wine. She poured it into a crystal glass and passed

Ivy smiled wildly,

that it was exotic and private. She loved it. She settled in one of the

she replied "What do you

she gestured towards the table. "We have a seafood platter with fresh lobster, some traditional meat and vegetables. There's also rice with some slow-cooked lamb shank, barbecue,