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.

set of stupid rules. Her stomach groaned again, and that moment she made her decision. She walked to the closet relieved

to be trapped on her own

shower, got dressed up and left the

ma'am?" Bud asked, raising a brow as she

smiled. "I'm going to bask in the evening sun

expression twisted. "But ma'am, Mr. Stone

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 to do something spontaneous"

gaze. That small gesture gave her the confidence

she rounded a corner, she spotted the beach.

"Mrs. Stone."

turned at the sound of Bud's voice, confusion settling

beach is that way" Bud said, gesturing toward another entrance.

it, she knew he had a point. "Fine. Take me there," she

the way to a smaller door, unlocking it Successfully

Ivy stepped forward, she was blown away by any unit was exclusive and untouched. She took off her sandals, placed them in her hand, and ran through the sand. The warm grains tickled her

as the water touched her feet. She kicked the water, sending playful splashes

grumbled again, pulling her

waved Bud over" need

you like, maar?"

her brain, but nothing came to mind

back noon" Hud gave a

back to the ocean, running along the

later, Bud returned "Your food is ready,

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

Mrs Stone. Would you like to begin with a

popped open a bottle of red wine. She poured it into a crystal

wildly, unable to contain her

any consolation to this honeymoon, it was that it was exotic and private. She loved it. She settled in one of the lounge chairs and sipped her drink "Ready for your meal, ma'am?"

"What do you have

as 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, marinated