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 luggage neatly arranged. She sorted through the first box of clothes and found a red swimsuit, she paired it

her own honeymoon, she might as

took a shower, got dressed up and left

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

she smiled. "I'm going to bask in the evening sun and swim in that gorgeous water-preferably with champagne or

"But ma'am, Mr. Stone

annoyed that Silas had given Bud rules to leash her down like a dog. "It's my honeymoon for heaven's sake! Since everything

small

As she rounded a corner, she spotted the beach. The sun was bright yet

"Mrs. Stone."

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

gesturing toward another entrance. The public one

she knew he had a point. "Fine.

way to a smaller door,

exclusive and untouched. She took off her sandals, placed them in her hand, and

as the water touched her feet. She kicked

stomach grumbled again, pulling

waved Bud over" need

would you like, maar?" Bud

nothing came

back noon" Hud gave a

to the ocean, running along the shoreline, letting the water cool

time later, Bud returned "Your food is

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

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

red wine. She poured it into a crystal

wildly,

was any consolation to this honeymoon, it was that it was exotic and private. She loved it. She settled in one of the lounge

"What do

smile widened as she gestured towards the table. "We have a seafood platter with fresh lobster, some traditional