A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 198

Chapter 198

"Hey," Silas said softly as Ivy entered the room.

"Hey," she replied, her eyes shining with a mixture of guilt and concern.

He looked away, afraid to show his pain. It still hurt that she had rejected him, but

he was willing to give her space-until she was ready for him.

He knew it might break him, but he was willing to wait.

"Hello, Ms. Stone," the officer beside him greeted.

"Hello," Ivy replied.

"Can you please confirm that this is the man in the footage?" the officer asked, pointing to the other room where a stranger sat.

Ivy moved closer to the two-way mirror and studied the man. After a few seconds, she nodded. "Yes, he is. He has the exact outfit."

The officer nodded. "Thank you for that, ma'am. We can proceed now." He left the room, leaving Silas and Ivy behind.

Silas swallowed, clenching his hands to keep them from trembling.

"Thank you," Ivy said softly. "I wasn't expecting this."

"Yeah," he replied, unsure of what to say next.

She turned to face him, her eyes glimmering with something akin to remorse. "Thank you."

He swallowed. "Yes."

She bit her lip, turning back to the mirror only for a split second, before facing him again. "I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have..."

His heart tightened at the hesitation in her voice. "It's okay," he said gently. "You're setting boundaries, and I respect that. I'm your husband, I should know better. I apologize."

Shock flashed in her eyes before she looked away.

His stomach dropped. "I'm still your husband, right?"

"Oh God, of course," she said quickly.

"Okay," he murmured, just as the officer entered the other room.

Silas tucked his hand into his pocket to ease the tension building in his chest,

Maybe it was time to propose again, to marry her properly.

No contracts, No media. Just love.

Then his mind drifted to Rosie, crashing the party with gunshots.

Maybe not.

Another officer entered the room, and it was time for the interview.

"Let's sit," Silas said, pulling out a chair for Ivy

Her cheeks flushed as she sat down.

"Good day. I'm Detective Mark, and this is my partner, Detective Long," the first officer said, gesturing toward his colleague. "So," he added, "Christopher

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Can I

His colorful trousers shimmered under the white light.

be the judge of

about the

quick glance before Detective

back in his chair with a sigh. "I knew it was going to be

Silas leaned forward, intrigued.

officers said nothing. They

said, rubbing his face. "If

charges,

her chair. "He doesn't know what

"We're not focused on the trespassing

"The woman? Oh goodness, she's a

her foot nonstop. His heart ached at her discomfort, and he wished he could pull her close

But then-boundaries.

further, please,"

his head, his expression full of shame. "She... approached me while I was having my morning coffee. We liked the same flavor, so we started

paid me two hundred dollars for the job. It seemed small, and I needed the money, so

glanced briefly at Silas and Ivy

hair. Smelled great. Long red nails. She was wearing Louboutin heels with a terrible gown, I

groaned, his chest tightened as he stood up.

"They can get her with that

Though he didn't believe

think that's how she approached Beatrice

job. It's like she wants to drive me

together "The phone led nowhere.

They both became silent.

mind raced. If Rosie had approached

people had

remembered her threat, and the

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door opened, and Detective Mark returned. "Do you think

"He

step, Detective?" Ivy

and follow up

their part was done. He extended

it. "You're

his hand gently on Ivy's waist,

their eyes met before he

throat. "So...

"Yes," she nodded.

wanted to say so much more, but he held back. One

got home, he would tear up

joined them.

Bud," Ivy replied with a

said, then he turned to Silas and whispered,

We found no

Silas for a moment before panic took over.

Rosie knowing everything?

you, Bud," he

they started walking down the hallway,

"Wade?"

him and hurried toward him. "Hey, have

raised a brow.

"Thomas."

inside Silas's chest. "He's