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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forward. His colorful trousers shimmered under the white light. "But don't

the judge of

about the

detectives exchanged a quick glance before Detective

with a sigh. "I knew it

Silas leaned forward, intrigued.

nothing. They just let

Christopher said, rubbing his

charges, I

"He doesn't

could respond, Detective Long interjected. "We're not focused on the trespassing for now. We want information

lifted his brow. "The woman? Oh goodness, she's a

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

But then-boundaries.

please," Detective

lowered 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 talking. She told me

anything." "I'm not hiding," Christopher said. “I'm... ashamed. She paid me two hundred dollars for the job. It seemed small,

glanced briefly at Silas and Ivy before turning back to

his forehead. "Short blonde hair. Smelled great. Long red nails. She was wearing Louboutin heels

his chest tightened as he stood up. "It's

"They can get her

Though he didn't

Beatrice too," Ivy said. “Random

like she wants to drive

held it together "The phone led nowhere. It's

They both became silent.

had approached this stranger

people had she

threat, and

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opened, and Detective Mark returned. "Do you

said. "He described her

next step, Detective?"

investigating and follow up on his

the cue that their part was done.

detective shook it.

hand gently on Ivy's waist, guiding her out. Once they were in

before he dropped

cleared his throat. "So...

"Yes," she nodded.

but he held back. One thing was

tear up

them.

replied with a smile. "How are

ma'am," Bud said, then he turned to Silas and

checked, sir. We found no proof that it was

for a moment before panic took over. If

Rosie knowing everything?

you, Bud," he

walking down the hallway, Silas

"Wade?"

him and hurried toward

a brow.

"Thomas."

Silas's chest.