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.

walked to the closet relieved

her

a shower, got dressed up and left

a brow as she stepped

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

"But ma'am,

reason why I'm leaving," she said firmly, annoyed that Silas had given Bud rules to leash her down like a dog. "It's my honeymoon for heaven's sake! Since everything is so organized. I want

That small gesture gave her the confidence to walk

spotted the beach. The sun

"Mrs. Stone."

of

that way" Bud said, gesturing toward another entrance. The public one

annoyed her to admit it, she knew he had a

way to a smaller

She took off her sandals,

she got to the water, giggling as the water touched her feet. She kicked the water, sending

pulling her out

waved Bud over"

would you like, maar?" Bud asked as be

but nothing came to

gave a slight bow before hurrying

turned back to the ocean, running along

later, Bud returned

section of the beach, where a large table with food was displayed. There was a at the centre with lounge

approached her "Good evening, Mrs Stone. Would you like to

waitress popped open a bottle of red wine.

wildly, unable to contain her

private. She loved it. She settled in one of the lounge chairs and sipped her

she replied "What do you

table. "We have a seafood platter with fresh lobster, some traditional meat and vegetables. There's also rice with some