LOGINSheila was caught off guard as her hand shook. Her heart began hammering in her chest instantly. Who was this man? Does he know her from New York? How much does he know about her? What if he knows so much and just pretending not to know anything for now?Carl could clearly see the panic in her eyes—he confirmed it—something was off about this lady, and he’d find out soon. “I just spoke to you.. MD of Walton Group?” Carl’s voice sounded again, his eyes still directed at Sheila. Sheila’s panic grew—she folded her hands under the table. Seeing how unsettled Sheila had become, Ryder’s eyes grew cold. “What are you doing? Why are you trying to make her uncomfortable?” Ryder’s voice broke. Trying to protect Sheila. Ivy noticed this and bit her lower lip while she chewed gently on her food. “What did I say that's wrong? Can't I talk to your MD? She's the one who's supposed to be overseeing the project right? But you're letting the designer handle everything, and she can't even be ask
Ivy shook her head. She needed no one to tell her before she knew that this sly b!tch came back for her. Of course to mock her and tell her to her face that she wasn’t sorry. Ivy ignored her display and put her focus back on her drawing. “You think I'm sorry?” Sheila began. “No I'm not, I'm just so angry at that dumb as* for not executing my plan very well. If not, you wouldn't be here for me to be reciting some fake apologies. Anyway, that would be over soon. Give him the divorce as soon as possible. Don't even think of going back on your word, if not, what happened to you recently, might happen again, and this time you might not be lucky enough to be rescued.” she said. Ivy felt anger building in her system, but she held it together. “When you're done, you can leave my office.” She said. Her statement took Sheila off guard as she paused for a few seconds. She blinked rapidly. “You don't talk to me like that Ivy, you don't know what I could do to you next,” she m
Ivy opened her eyes slowly to early morning sun rays sipping through the window. She sat up gently on her bed, stretching. When she looked at the time, she sighed. Today’s sun was too bright; otherwise, it was still early hours of the morning. She walked off to her bedroom and took her shower. A few minutes later, she was done dressing up and ready to go to work. She made a note to herself to be strong, no matter what she witnessed at the office today. She breathed in and out while looking at herself in the mirror. When she had done enough and felt even calmer, she picked up her bag and got into the hotel’s elevator. First, she'd go to Ryder’s parking lot and take her car, then she’d drive to the office. She came out of the elevator in her elegant attire, her face expressionless but very beautiful. Right then, she stopped a coming taxi and hopped inside. A few minutes later, they arrived at Ryder’s estate. She heaved a heavy sigh as memories overwhe
“Y.. Yes, it's a hotel..” she answered, her voice low. Carl nodded, he understood. Ivy left her matrimonial home to stay in a hotel—she must really hate Ryder now. It was for the best. Ryder was not a good man. From what he had seen earlier, he concluded that Ryder was not the best man for a woman like Ivy. He was indecisive and of course st*pid. Because Carl couldn't understand why he was still with Sheila after what she plotted against Ivy. He bit his lower lip in annoyance. And he was a bit relieved that Ivy no longer lived in the same house with him. “I understand. And if anyone hasn't told you this, you made the right decision,” he muttered and Ivy smiled. “Larisa already did,” she said then gave a soft laugh. “That friend of yours,” Carl said and Ivy smiled. With that, he drove to MH Star. A few minutes later, they arrived. “Thanks so much for everything Mr Wayne.” She muttered “You don’t have to say this every time. I’ll always be available for you.” He mu
With his eyes cold and teeth clenched hard, he got into his car and drove off. With Sheila seated comfortably in front of his car. Earlier she had complained of plunging into depression, and Ryder suggested taking her to a park where she’d look around to brighten her mood again. “Who’s that?” she asked, her eyes on Ryder. He sighed. Sheila doesn't know Mr Wayne, the CEO of X&Y Bags, with whom the company has an ongoing collaboration at the moment, who came to the company on the day of negotiation and she was there. Who else does she know? He knew Sheila wasn't the right fit for the role he had given her at the company. He knew so well that, Ivy deserved that position, but he couldn't bring himself to take it from Sheila anymore, it would surely hurt her. Taking it from her would only cause her more heartache. Ryder believed she was already going through so much. When they got to the park, he got her icecream and got one for himself just as Sheila wanted. “About
Carl sat in his office, his mind drifted off into several thoughts. Last night, he couldn't sleep. He was tumbling and turning around on his bed till the morning sun rose. He sighed deeply, his chest heavy. Ivy was his medicine. The woman who made him sleep for once since his insomnia started many years ago. He tried to call Ivy all through the night maybe he could have a bit of sleep after that but her number never went through. He palmed his forehead. Why didn't he meet her earlier. It was clear that the lady was his soul mate, she was supposed to be his but Ryder got to her first. What does he do now? Goodness, he was devastated. He stood up, picked up his car key, and left his office. ———— Ivy got seriously busy. For some reason, she was feeling lighthearted now. After the encounter she had with Ryder and Sheila, she buried herself in her designs since in the morning and that seemed to have lightened her mood. Her designs had made her forget her nig
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
Her face twisted in anger. Even though she tried to act strong and hide it, it could be clearly seen that she was heart broken. "Do you have to attend?" Larisa asked, feeling deeply for Ivy. "Let's go.." Ivy picked up a file and walked out of her office. She needed to see clearly the woman who h
“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 je
Without thinking more about it, Ryder grabbed her lips into his and began relishing on them. Ivy felt delighted, her heart dangled with bliss as her hand went round his body, while she has devoured on his lips as well. Her husband was finally back with her. --------- It was morning, light ray







