A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 203

When Silas got to the scene of the accident, he almost threw up his lunch. There was blood everywhere. Police officers roamed the area. Cars had to us one side of the road, causing even more congestion.

"Hey, I'm looking for Mrs. Stone," he said, approaching a young cop.

"She's in the ambulance," the cop replied.

Silas's eyes widened. "Is she okay?"

But the cop had already walked away.

Panic stirred in his chest as he rushed to the ambulance. He breathed in relief when he saw Ivy seated in the back of the vehicle, a brown blanket wrapped around her.

When she saw him, her eyes welled up with tears.

He rushed to her, crushing her in his arms. "Are you okay?"

Ivy nodded.

Silas stepped back to study her. He expected to see bandages, but when he saw none, he hugged her again and kissed her forehead, until he noticed the blood on her hands.

He took her hands, his heart pounding. "Does... it hurt?"

"What?" She looked down. "No. It's not mine."

Her eyes gleamed with pain, filling his own with concern. "I'm sorry you had to see that. Was... that your driver?"

"Yes. Jonathan," she said softly. "All of them are unconscious."

Silas moved closer and sat beside her, his heart aching as he kissed her hands. "I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault," Ivy said, her voice cracking. Then she turned to him slowly. "It was Rosie."

Panic formed inside him, but he fought to control it. "Are you sure about this?" "Yes. I already told the police. She was the one driving. I saw that blonde hair." The panic surged again, and this time he couldn't hold it back. His hands shook and Ivy squeezed them gently

"Hey, it's okay," she said softly, offering a reassuring smile. "I'm sure they'll get her soon."

He nodded, but he didn't believe her. Rosie had carried out her threat, and the thought shattered something good inside him, making him

uncomfortable.

He stood up, his lungs suddenly tightening.

"Hey," Ivy said, trying to reach out to him.

"I just need air, please," he replied without looking at her. He stepped back and exhaled, trying to steady the thudding in his chest.

He couldn't tell Ivy about Rosie's plan. That would only make her more paranoid than she already was.

Yet, he couldn't find Rosie. She had hurt his wife and he just wanted to rip her head off!

1/4

Chapter 203

"Silas, baby."

his eyes. Her green eyes were filled with concern and confusion, making him even

think we should leave here. The air... it's

He nodded.

to a female officer. They spoke

to go," she said with a faint

"Great," Silas replied.

time for her to

missed her so much, but he

one who left, and until she said she was ready, he would wait-just as he had promised himself. Even though

here?" she asked as they walked away from

that it? Was she really coming home?

replied casually, trying not to show his eagerness. Ivy smiled. "Then

"Ivy!"

voice. It was Cole, and he rushed to her, comforting

as he thought of Thomas. Despite his anger, he missed his

it was: Ivy was safe with Cole. Admitting that he couldn't be with Ivy the way he wanted to, broke him. But he was willing to put

go," he said softly. "I'll

you," Cole said, stepping

the one to leave," Cole said. "You guys

interrupted. "She needs to

eyes widened. She opened her mouth as if to say something

he fought to keep it together. He nodded and hurried to his car, determined to hide his shame insid

before

Rolls-

looking away as Bud pulled away from the scene. He had half-expected some hesitation

2/4

Chapter 203

when he finally figured she might not

sighed, accepting what it really was. He reached for his phone and called

"Hey, Tyler."

sir. Everything is

all. Dinner is off. Sorry for the stress." Then

up.

Dinner was

together.

not," he muttered, shutting his eyes to

way until Bud announced

he said, stepping out of

loneliness hit him harder than

realized it was worth it-Ivy was worth everything he was

ached as he made his way to Ivy's room. He had been sleeping

since she left.

crying. He tilted his head

called out, walking

voice

on the floor, her back resting against

bawling her

he asked,