Married To My Ex Billionaire Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 200

END OF FLASHBACKIrene's eyes refocused on the present, precisely the glass of water in front of her, the sounds of the bustling restaurant replacing the echoes of her thoughts. She sat across from Ivy and Judy, the dim lighting and soft hum of conversation enveloping them."He showed himself to you?" Ivy's eyes widened in surprise, her voice laced with doubt. "He's alive, then why is he hiding from me? I don't understand." Her gaze drifted, welling up with unshed tears.Judy gently stroked Ivy's shoulder to calm her down, her eyes fixed on Irene, whose lips were twitching in anger.Their table, nestled in a quiet corner of the restaurant, was set with crisp linens and fine china. The aroma of freshly baked bread and roasting vegetables wafted through the air, contrasting with the tension at their table.Irene's hands clenched into fists as she grabbed Ivy's hand on the table, her nails digging into her palms. "Don't be so surprised, daddy's girl." She spat, her face twisted in annoya

"I hope so." Ivy chuckled as they settled in the back seat. Her mind momentarily shifted back to the main situation - the reason why they had gathered in the first place. "So dad didn't die?" Ivy smiled, feeling a surge of euphoria, but a tingle of uncertainty still lingered. "But why is he hiding from me?" Judy twitched her eyebrow indifferently and shrugged. "He has his reasons, so don't bother yourself if he doesn't want to see you—""You didn't look so surprised when Irene told us he is alive." Ivy responded abruptly, her eyes narrowing at Judy in suprise. "You knew, didn't you?" Judy's eyes darted, taken aback by Ivy's observation for a moment before regaining her composure. "What makes you think that?" Judy chuckled and avoided eye contact, attempting to sound nonchalant.Ivy's gaze didn't waver, her expression turning serious. "Your reaction, or lack thereof, when Irene shared the news. You didn't seem shocked or surprised at all."Judy's expression turned guarded as she fina

Ivy's face contorted in shock and empathy. She reached out, gently touching Zack's arm, her voice laced with conviction. "Zack, that was... a... smart... choice." She trailed off when she noticed the anguish and skepticism in Zack's eyes. "Smart choice?" Zack repeated, his voice laced with pain and disbelief. "How can you say that, Ivy? Roy chose to save only me. How can he give up a life for another?" Ivy's hand withdrew, her expression apologetic. "No, Zack, I didn't mean it like that. I meant that... under the circumstances..." She hesitated, searching for words, inwardly berating herself for saying something disheartening like that. Honestly, the situation was terrifying. She couldn't imagine herself in such a predicament. It made her wonder just how Zack navigated his way through all of that. Ivy's lips parted to speak, but she fumbled with the right words to comfort him and reason with him. "I don't know, Zack. But maybe... maybe Roy thought you were in greater danger or... o

Ivy's hands trembled as she smoothed her dress, her mind racing with memories of her father's absence. She felt like a fragile vase, on the verge of shattering. What would he say? Would he apologize? Or would he dismiss her feelings? Her nerves began to fray, but Zack's reassuring grip on her hand helped calm her. But as they arrived at the location, her heart pounded in her chest. What would she find? Would her father finally explain why he never came back until now? So many disturbing questions that would never go away until they were finally answered, and she was getting right at it.She took a deep breath and glanced at Zack with a curt nod. But then a brief furrow of awareness struck her. "Are you the one supposed to finalize the deal with Smithson's business?" Ivy asked incredulously, as it had just occurred to her that Bryan could handle such a small operation without Zack's direct involvement. He had multiple businesses and more important dealings to attend to, yet he chose t

As soon as the meeting with her father, now apparently just known as Smithson, concluded, Ivy excused herself, citing a need for fresh air to clear her head alone. Zack, still concerned about her encounter with Smithson, offered to accompany her. Ivy reassured him she was fine and would meet him back home. With a deep breath, Ivy instructed her driver to head over to Judy's residence, but her heart continued racing with anticipation as they approached their destination. As she arrived at the cozy suburban home, Judy's welcoming smile greeted her as soon as the door opened. The warmth and love radiating from that smile was a stark contrast to her father's cold demeanor. "Aunt Judy," Ivy said, embracing her aunt tightly. "Ivy, sweetie, what brings you here?" Aunt Judy asked, concern etched on her face. "You didn't tell me you were coming." Ivy hesitated, unsure where to begin. "Well, I just came to visit." She chuckled, obviously failing in her facade. Judy's eyes narrowed s