A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 196

Chapter 196

There was always a first time for everything, and Ivy hadn't thought she would be moved by seeing Silas so different.

She pulled him closer, letting his head rest against her chest as they both sat down,

"It's okay," she said softly, her heart aching with pity for him.

She knew how important Thomas was to him, and i frustration.

hurt to see Silas this broken. She rubbed his back in silent support, allowing him to pour out his

Some moments later, Silas lifted his head. His

were soft and red, but they still made her shiver.

"I'm sorry," he chuckled, wiping away his tears.

"It's okay," she said, gently rubbing his back. "Do... you want to talk about it?"

He did.

He talked about seeing Rosie, and then Thomas.

Ivy stirred in the chair, her heart dropping. "How... did she know where you were? What were you even doing there?"

"I don't know,” he said with a shrug. "She wouldn't say."

Her throat dried up, and she swallowed. "Guess she's coming for me too. She has been so damn close."

Silas didn't say anything, he just took her hand and kissed it.

She allowed it. Partially because of how he was feeling, and partially because she missed the comfort of it.

"I need to tell you something," he said, shifting closer.

Ivy raised an eyebrow, noting the small distance between them. "You know you don't have to be this close."

He ignored her. "It's about-"

The front door opened, and Cheryl and Cole walked in.

Annoyance formed inside Ivy's chest and she scowled at her brother.

He chuckled sheepishly. "Sorry, I couldn't come in between a great love story."

"Cheryl?" Silas said, surprised. He glanced at Ivy before turning to her. "Are you... how's the baby?"

Ivy caught the meaning behind his glance. Her thoughts drifted to Aunt May, and her chest tightened. "It's a long story."

Jonathan joined them, carrying a grey duffel bag. Cole took it from him and gestured towards the hallway.

"Let's find you and little Cole'a room," he told Cheryl.

Cheryl nodded, holding her baby tightly. "It was nice to see you, Mr. Stone."

"Same here," Silas replied flatly.

Once they all left the living room, Ivy turned back to him. "What did you want to tell me?"

forward, his voice dropping into

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seriousness in his expression and tone made her

led him into her new room. When

eyes widened. "Not bad."

his statement, gesturing to the chair

perched on the edge of the bed. She rolled her eyes behind him and

was meeting Detective Spence when Rosie found

her. "Detective Spence?

told her everything, his face contorting with pain. "The sickening

talk," he

possible?" she asked carefully,

no harm with her

he admitted with a sigh. "I

me."

for his hands and squeezed

"Sure."

moving closer again. “It's... just a question. But

and lowered his head. He

his head at her touch, his hazel eyes glimmering with emotions. "At this point, I

was her

why he'd lie about something as serious as this? I don't think he's working with her, but if

might cry

"I don't know why I asked that

being truthful," Silas interrupted

okay not to judge him, either. She's his wife, and we really don't know what happened. We

silenced her with a finger on her lips. "I don't want to talk anymore. I want to do something

object, he crushed his lips on hers. She melted instantly into his arms, pressing her body against his like she had been waiting for it,

body. She moaned when

the only one who gets me," he whispered, his lips trailing down her

baby," he said, kissing

"I have no one

find her nipple. She wanted it; wanted to feel those tender lips on her

raised a brow. You want me home because

"What?" he asked, confused.

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the question,

eyes still clouded from the foreplay. "I miss

anger bubbbling inside her. "I think

The bulge in his trousers caught her eyes, and she quickly looked away before the feelings

I thought we'd

"I was consoling you. We

returning to the

explain herself. She was tired of being wanted only when there was a reason. She wanted to be loved

expecting so much,"

instructions wasn't love. It wasn't even care. Her thoughts drifted to

"I'm trying to understand you, but it feels like a losing battle." He stood again and moved closer. "Let's just go home and talk

get it. And that's fine," she said, walking to the door. "I'll let you know when I'm

his voice cracked,

without another word. She shut the door behind him

but she clenched her fists to hold the pain in. It hurt, but she knew she had to feel it. She couldn't keep letting

and she

office looking

What did she