MasukIvy's heart seized as her eyes went round the body of this woman. From her head, down to her toes, to her makeup, over to her style of dress, then her hair.
She was the epitome of beauty. This woman was her husband's ex and now she was back in the city and wouldn't stop coming after her husband. Still staring at Sheila walking elegantly towards them, her hand involuntarily curled up into a fist. She had raw anger dripping from her breath. "Hi Ivy, I've heard so much about you from Ryder, you're truly beautiful." Sheila bellowed with a smile. Ivy came out from where she stood, between Ryder's legs. "Hi Sheila.. thank you, you're also looking beautiful.." She muttered back, trying to smile but the smile wasn't reaching her eyes, she already had a lump formed at her throat "I hope Ryder is very nice to you, he is the sweetest thing that could ever happen to any girl.." Sheila muttered, and then laughed, but Ivy didn't laugh, she only gave a slight chuckle, she knew what Sheila was doing, she was trying to tell her Ryder was once hers and he was sweet to her. "Yes, he's my husband now and the sweetest thing that ever happened to me," Ivy replied, she could see a flash of disappointment glaze through Sheila's eyes. She thought she was the only fierce and outspoken one, Ivy also had some elegance and fierceness up her sleeves. "Ehm Ryder, let's go to where you were taking me," Sheila muttered with such sweet voice, her attention now on Ryder. "Yeah.. that's right." Ryder smiled and switched off his laptop. Ivy watched, her heart twitching in her chest, and she clenched her hand tightly. Earlier, when she came in here, Ryder was glued to his laptop as though she was invisible, but as soon as Sheila came in here, he looked up to her, smiling as though he had lost his mind and now he didn't even waste time switching off his laptop just to attend to her need. Pain cut through her chest like a knife, her eyes welled up with tears. What had come over Ryder? Was he truly picking his ex over her? Ivy's stomach churned, and she felt a dull ache in her lower abdomen, trying to caress it, she held herself back. She wasn't sure if she should let Ryder know about it just yet. Just then, before her very own eyes, Ryder stood up and left the office with Sheila without any word to her about where they were going or why he had to go with her. Still trying to process what Ryder just did, nausea suddenly hit her hard, she rushed into the bathroom, throwing up profusely into the basin. While she was going through this, Ryder was busy going around with his ex. He wasn't attentive to her anymore. If not, she was adding weight and her old Ryder would've noticed and said something about it, but now he had an ex to take care of. A few minutes later, she came back weak, the dull ache in her stomach intensified, and she held her stomach as she settled into a nearby seat. Sweat was forming on her forehead. A few minutes later, the pain was reducing slowly and finally she felt no pain anymore. Relief washed over her. Her baby was fine. She wasn't sure if Ryder was fit to be her baby's father anymore. Several rays of thought jumbled her mind. Feeling like this and looking utterly dejected, she couldn't go out in this state, hence she sat there for her eyes to dry up before heading back to her office. Not long after, she slept off there, in Ryder's office.“Okay. I accept,” she muttered softly and placed her head on his chest. “Well then, I have something to share with you and I’ll do that on the same day you fulfilled this promise,” she muttered gently against his chest. Ryder rubbed her back gently. “Maybe you can just tell me now?” he muttered, his voice a bit teasy. “No it's a happy thing and it's for happy days. So I’ll tell you on that day which I know I'd be very happy.” she bellowed. “Wow, I can't wait to hear this happy thing then,” he muttered, and with that, he slowly raised her chin to his face. Looking into his eyes, Ivy knew her husband wanted her and of course, she wouldn't deny him—she was her husband and nobody else’s She closed her eyes and he grabbed her lips into his. He began devouring it. Ivy kisses back passionately. His hand moved down from his face to her boobs which were more plump now due to pregnancy hormones. Feeling it, Ryder stopped midway “Did your breast get bigger?” he inquir
He walked up to where she stood and grabbed her hand into his. “I made a mistake and I’m sorry.” He muttered, and Ivy bit her lower lip. Tears brimming in her eyes. Earlier, Ryder had humiliated her. He had followed them to bully her and shattered her completely and now he was here saying sorry? She sniffed in trying to prevent the tears from rolling down her face. “You felt there was no need to hear me out. You believed your mistress right away. I understand you still have lingering feelings for her. But did you have to humiliate me like that in front of your whole family?” She sniffed. Ryder breathed in deeply. “I’m sorry Ivy. And to clear things once again, I don’t have any feelings for her. We are over. She’s a past and you’re my wife now, the one I love.” He muttered, his voice soft and remorseful. Her heart softened at his word, but he had done this over and over again—hurting her and coming back to apologize. Without saying a word, Ivy held the car door op
“Stay here, I'll be right back,” he muttered softly and darted off, not without glancing hard at Ivy. She bit on her lips, tears brimming in her eyes. When Ryder was gone, Lucielle walked to where she stood. “You’re nothing but a lowlife trying to fit into the elite world. That's why you're so jealous of Sheila. You can never match her charisma.” she voiced, with so much ease that made Ivy wondered how much they hated her. She has only existed in the family and never did anything to warrant such treatment from any of them. “So scared she will take Ryder from you? Watch it happen.” Her voice dripped with venom as she spoke to her. Ivy bit her lower lip, her stomach twisting into knots. When she looked at Sheila, she had a smirk on her face. “I said I didn't do anything, she's lying! Please don't listen to her.” Ivy spoke, feeling outrageously helpless for the umpteenth time since Sheila came into their life. She wasn't even able to defend herself. Sheila got into their
She sniffed in quietly, making sure Grandpa Walton wouldn't get to know what was going on with her, but he already had a glimpse of her sullen face—but decided to respect her privacy since she didn't want to show it. When they were done eating, Ryder stood up and took his way to the Walton garden. The evergreen and flower garden that Ivy loved so much. Many times in the past, she had gone there with Grandpa Walton and had a nice view with him while gisting. He was very lovely and always had a kind heart towards her. This brought a smile to her face as she looked at Grandpa Walton, his eyes aura loving and soft towards her. He was the only genuine person who cared for her in this family. Ivy noticed Grandpa was trying to stand up and she helped him up, all the while having a pleasant smile on her face. She took him slowly to where he sat earlier—a place where he could see every corner of the lobby. “Happy birthday once again Grandpa,” Sheila muttered as she came to
Ivy's heart thumped faster in her chest. Was this it? Getting found out this way? She balled her fist under the table, her jaw clenching harder. This b!tch Lucielle. Set to expose her now. "Ivy, is that true?" Her mother-in-law's voice came through. Ivy bit on her lower lip. Getting cringed by all these eyes on her. Even Grandpa Walton's eyes were on her with such a beaming expression. Oh, how she wished she could say the truth, to make Grandpa Walton happy. But she wasn't sure of her marriage anymore. She wasn't sure if Ryder was apt enough to be her baby's father anymore. Tears threatened to well up in her eyes. She had always wanted to make Grandpa Walton happy for loving her so much by giving him a great-grandchild, and now that it was here, she couldn't even tell him. This broke her heart "Ivy.." Ryder called, confused by her silence. "No.. I've been eating anyhow lately, that's why." She muttered. "Of course.. It's unusual for you to get pregnant." Sarah co
Ivy sat down, her heart beating faster in her chest. What had come over Ryder? She wished her husband had returned for good. They arrived at Grandpa Walton's mansion a few hours into their drive. Everyone could be seen dressed in elegant attire. Ivy's countenance eased up even more at the thought of seeing Grandpa Walton after such a long time. Ivy had joy brewing in her chest. This birthday brought good luck with it. Still hoping Ryder would make everything right with their marriage. They were meant to be a happy family. Her baby was supposed to have a father, so why couldn't Ryder just make everything right so she could just inform him? In a split second, they arrived at the entrance. From afar, Ivy sighted Grandpa Walton, Seated on his chair, elegantly. Her happiness erupted seeing the smile on his face. Grandpa was one of the sweetest souls Ivy had ever met. And he liked her so much. Just as she made to go and meet him where he sat, her mother-in-law
"Ivy.." He breathed. Ivy's heart beat faster, waiting for whatever he had to say. "I.. I.. I'm sorry Ivy.." Ryder muttered, his voice low and his eyes still looking everywhere except Ivy's. "Sorry? Why? I'm just working here now, how's that offensive? Ow did that offend Ivy?" Sheila muttered,
Ivy lay on her bed with her eyes wide open. She wondered where her husband had gone with Sheila. Figuring she couldn't deal with this alone, she decided to put in a call to Larisa. But after calling several times, Larisa never picked up. Deep sighs escaped her lungs. Larisa was an early sle
Few minutes later, Ivy came out of her bathroom, in her white robe, with a towel on her hair to dry it up. The warm bath had helped calm her nerves a bit. She sat on her skin care table, in front of her mirror, ready to spend some time on her skin. Just then, Ryder came behind her. "Hey Ivy.." h
"Have you lost your manners?" Ivy yelled, her frustration etched on her forehead. Sheila's eyes widened at the condition of her office. "Are you packing?" She queried, with a slight smirk on her lips. It was obvious she wanted her to leave. "I'm taking some books out why?" Ivy lied, she woul







