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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whatever, Detective," Christopher replied, leaning forward. His colorful trousers shimmered under the white light. "But don't waste

be the judge of that."

about the

before Detective Mark nodded. "Yes,

a sigh. "I knew it

Silas leaned forward, intrigued.

said nothing. They just let

done it," Christopher said, rubbing

press charges,

"He doesn't

on

woman? Oh goodness,

at her discomfort,

But then-boundaries.

further, please,"

of shame. "She... approached me while I was having my morning coffee. We liked the same flavor, so we started talking. She told me she wanted to see her sister-in-law, who wouldn't talk to her."

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

Mark glanced briefly at Silas and Ivy before

forehead. "Short blonde hair. Smelled great. Long red nails. She was wearing Louboutin heels with a terrible gown, I thought

chest tightened as he stood up.

get her

Though he didn't

approached Beatrice too," Ivy said.

It's like she

inside Silas, but he held it together "The phone led nowhere. It's like she knew we

They both became silent.

raced. If Rosie had approached this

people had she

threat, and the

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and Detective Mark returned. "Do

said. "He

step, Detective?" Ivy

follow up on his

done. He extended

detective shook it. "You're welcome,

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

their eyes met before

cleared his throat. "So...

"Yes," she nodded.

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

home, he would tear up

them. "Hello,

Bud," Ivy replied with a smile.

said, then he turned to

We found no proof that it

for a moment before panic took over. If he

Rosie knowing everything?

you, Bud,"

they started walking down the hallway,

"Wade?"

spotted him and hurried toward him. "Hey,

raised a brow.

"Thomas."

flared inside Silas's chest. "He's