Chapter 218 After Thomas left, Silas drove Ivy home. It had been a long day, and Thomas’s presence had only made it worse. ༠༤ Silas couldn’t wrap his head around everything Rosie had done. And that same gnawing force drove him to visit her in jail the next day. Rosie had been placed in a … Read more
Chapter 217 “Hello there. I’m George Fitch, and this is my partner, Zayn Holland,” the officer said. Thomas blinked at the policemen. He had been expecting his parents–not cops. “Is there an adult in the house?” Zayn asked, stepping forward. Before Thomas could respond, Monica appeared beside him. “Mr. and Mrs. Stone…” she paused when … Read more
Chapter 216 For the first time in Thomas’s life, he realized the media had downplayed the truth. When he read about the explosion, his soul had ripped out of his body. But seeing it in person–it was far worse. He swallowed as he moved closer. Smoke billowed everywhere, alarms blared, people ran in all directions. … Read more
Chapter 213 +20 By the time Ivy got home, all of her anger had melted into exhaustion. The faint smell of dung still clung inside. “Hey, Ivy, I found a great idea!” Theresa exclaimed the moment Ivy walked through the door. “What’s that?” Ivy asked, trying not to let her fatigue show. to her clothes as she stepped \If Theresa noticed, she didn’t acknowledge it, she just continued speaking. “I thought of the perfect rebound for me. I could organize seminar on stress or anger at your company. We could collaborate.” Ivy blinked, confused. “I don’t understand.” Theresa stepped closer, excitement shimmering in her eyes. “We can work together. I’ll host the seminar at your office. We can start tomorrow, what do you think?” a Ivy’s thoughts drifted to the mess caused by Rosie, and the awful scent hit her again. “My company is unavailable at the moment.” Then she told Theresa about the dung. Oh my goodness!” Theresa exclaimed, her eyes wide with concern. “Are you okay?” “Yes,” Ivy nodded. “A little,” she admitted. “I’m sorry,” Theresa said gently, biting her lip. “I… already made announcements about it being tomorrow…” Ivy scratched her temper, trying her hardest not to show her discomfort. “Oh.” Theresa reached out for her hand. “I’m sorry, but it’s fine I can think of something else.” Despite the smile on Theresa’s face, Ivy could see the disappointment in her eyes. “We’ll figure something out,” Ivy said quickly. Then an idea hit her. “Wait, I’ve got it!” Theresa’s brow furrowed. “What is it?” “My brother wants to do a photoshoot to promote the restaurant. You could host your seminar there, and I’ll take pictures. What do you think?” Theresa tilted her head and paused. “Not bad,” she said after a moment. “I think that could work.” “Great,” Ivy said. “I’ll call Cole. What time tomorrow?” “Ten is fine,” Theresa replied just as her phone started ringing. “Alright then,” Ivy said, excusing herself. She headed upstairs, her stomach tightening at the thought of Silas, and then her conversation with Thomas. Pulling out her phone, she texted Cole about the new arrangement just as she reached her room. “Baby,” she called softly, pushing the door open. “Yes, love,” Silas replied in a low voice. He was still seated on the bed, the bandages ugly and long on his arms. Ivy’s anger fluttered in her chest, but she pushed it down and perched at the edge of the bed. “How are you feeling?” she asked, leaning over to kiss him. “Physically or emotionally?” Her anger dissolved into tenderness. “Both.” He sighed. “Sad. Down. Heartbroken. Pissed.” “Oh, baby,” she murmured, settling beside him. “I’m so sorry, my love.” Silas wrapped an arm around her. “It’s okay. I called Bailey about Island Nova. She came earlier. Then he told her everything. IM Chapter 213 As he spoke, Ivy’s emotions shifted from sadness to anger to pain, before finally settling into quiet sympathy. “That’s just crazy,” she said, kissing softly. “I’m sorry, baby.” His lips lingered on hers. “Thanks, baby” Ivy deepened the kiss, her tongue brushing his, offering comfort and seeking companionship. “This feels so good,” he whispered against her lips, pressing his hardness towards her. Her heart fluttered as her hand brushed over his arousal. Silas cupped her butt, lifting her to his thighs. She grinded lightly against him, her body already warming with desire. But he … Read more
Chapter 212 Thomas rubbed his sore knuckles as he waited for his call to connect. 20 His shock and anger had dissolved into shame and guilt, but it was too late. He had done it. He had allowed himself to be pushed by his emotions. Instead of handling things like a man, he had made … Read more
Chapter 211 “One scoop of milk, pour in water, shake, test temperature,” Ivy murmured as she prepared Cole’s formula. Monica had taught her how to do it, and she was surprised she’d gotten it right on the first try. She placed the bottle against her check. When it felt just right, she dropped it on … Read more
Chapter 210 “Mason just called with his real number but hung up before I could speak,” Ivy said, walking into the room. Silas turned to face her. “That’s just mean at this point.” Ivy’s mouth twisted in frustration. “What do we do now? This is… getting weird.” “Easy now,” Silas said, standing to meet her. … Read more
Chapter 209 Chapter 209 Thomas’s phone dinged again, and this time, he silenced it. He knew it would be Silas calling; he had been blowing up his phone for hours now. Thomas leaned forward, fiddling with the pen. “So Chen, tell me why you couldn’t do your job as manager?” Chen moved closer, his eyes … Read more
Chapter 208 “You have a visitor.” Bailey looked up from her computer screen, and frowned. “A visitor?” she asked the slender receptionist. “That’s impossible.” No one knew she worked in the FBI office here, so who could it be? “Is it a client?” Bailey asked, curiosity already simmering. “I don’t know,” the receptionist said, shrugging. … Read more
Chapter 207 0 Ivy held the baby carefully, but her eyes were with shock. What… how…” Silas’s heart flipped at the tremble in her voicema he 3 stepped closer. “Do you… want me to take him?” X +15 “No,” she said. “It’s… just…” She trailed off, then turned to the officer. “How am I supposed … Read more