A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Chapter 187

“Ivy? Baby?” Silas called softly behind her.

But Ivy didn’t stop. She was furious, and the rage felt like it could consume her whole.

Silas reached her before she could leave the hallway. His touch almost thawed her anger, but she yanked her hand away.

“What?” she snapped.

“I don’t know,” Silas said gently, and for a split second guilt took over the anger. “What’s wrong?” His eyes softened.

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She looked away. How was she supposed to explain this feeling? To admit that it didn’t sit right with her that they could fix things with money. If they could do it so seamlessly… what else had they done?

She had tried to suppress the thought, but it hit her, deep, raw and just…

She sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I don’t feel comfortable knowing that you guys pay people off… it’s weird.”

Silas lifted a brow. “Is that what this is really about? Or something else?”

Anger surged again. “What do you mean something else? Isn’t this enough?”

“It’s not. It’s pointless, and you’re just going on and on for nothing,” he said, his voice edged with irritation.

“This is not nothing!” she spat. “It’s about morals, Silas. Where are yours? You can’t just fix things with money. You–”

“Oh, but you can, Miss morals!” he snapped, cutting her off.

His interruption stunned her. “What?”

He stepped closer, his hazel eyes gleaming with frustration. “You married me, remember? And I used my money to fix your problem! From M Cheryl, to your reputation! To Geo! And now you talk about morals? Where were yours when you married a stranger to take revenge?!”

She gasped, her eyes widened.

Silas instantly looked remorseful. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… There’s so much on my mind.”

Ivy swallowed, pain tightening her chest. Tears threatened to drop, but she held them back. “Then don’t let me disturb you.”

“Baby-”

She walked away, the pain intensifying with each step toward her room. Once inside, she slammed the door hard, almost taking down the whole foundation.

She collapsed on the bed, succumbing to the guilt and the sting of his words.

Silas was right.

Who was she to judge them when she had done the same? She couldn’t believe she had allowed herself to be used by this sick family.

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Maybe Patrick had been right all along. Thomas might not have been responsible for her mother’s death, but the whole family were users. All of them.

She curled up on the bed, her chest tightening as the thoughts spiraled.

She lay there until the pain hardened into

anger.

“Fuck you, Silas,” she muttered as she stood and marched into the closet.

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Chapter 187

He wasn’t going to blame her for choosing this marriage when he had been just as desperate.

She filled two boxes with clothes. She wasn’t going to stay here and be spoken to like that, not after everything.

With a sigh, she picked up her phone and dialed Cole. He answered immediately.

“Hey, Cole.”

“Hey, Ivy. What’s up?” Cole said softly.

She sighed again. “Sorry to bother you, but I need a place to stay. And… with Rosie… I don’t just want to stay somewhere random.”

“You’re always welcome home.”

Relief washed over her. “Thank you, Cole. But… can you have someone come pick me up?”

“Give me thirty minutes,” Cole replied and ended the call.

Ivy’s eyes welled with tears, but she wiped them away. There was no point crying over a man with harsh words.

Her phone rang, breaking her thoughts. She sniffled and answered it. It was Aunt May.

“Hey, Aunt May.”

“Hello, my sweet girl,” May said softly. “How are you?”

“Good,” she lied. “How are you? Sorry I haven’t called you guys. How’s the baby?”

“It’s okay, dear. The baby is fine, he was discharged today. Mother is fine as well.”

The news pacified her slightly. “That’s great to hear. Thank you so much, Aunt May.”

“You’re welcome. I just wanted to let you know,” May said.

Sighing, Ivy sat on the bed, her mind blank until Cole called to let her know a car was waiting.

Dragging both boxes out of the room, a sudden pang of longing hit her. She was already missing the room even before leaving.

“Ivy? I was looking for you. You just left in the middle of dinner-” She paused when she saw the boxes, her voice rose with concern. “Where are you going?”

Theresa tried to protest, but Ivy was already out the door. With the driver’s help, she loaded the boxes into the car.

Just as the car hit the street, Silas began to call her. She didn’t answer, she locked the phone and shut down her thoughts until they reached home.

“Come right in,” Cole said, while Mabel and Geo brought in the boxes. “Your old room has been turned into something else, after the whole… disowning thing, but I arranged somewhere else.”

Cole pulled away first. “You must be tired. Come, let’s not stress you out. We’ll talk tomorrow.”