Chapter 809: Chapter 809

Ivy turned her head: "Don’t tell me these things. I know, you probably don’t have that kind of intention.

But I can’t console myself right now.

Because... because I can’t see the good in you, all I can think about is the frightening possibility of you leaving me.

Rather than living in fear every day, I want..."

"It’s my fault for making you feel wronged by being with me." Henry interrupted Ivy and kissed her on the forehead.

"From today on, let me stay by your side and prove it to you.

Ivy, I’m not a heartless man. I’m responsible and since I married you, I’ll take responsibility to the end."

"I want more than just responsibility."

"I’ve already said, I will love you. Even if you don’t believe Isla, you can totally trust me. I’ll keep my word."

Ivy bit her lip. Henry’s words left her speechless. She just wanted to change him, but instead, he had found a way through.

"Ivy, you know, right? I really don’t know where Isla is.

At first, I didn’t ask. Later I asked Faye because of you, but Faye wouldn’t tell me.

Faye said it’s a secret between her and Isla, and she won’t tell anyone.

This means that Isla’s affairs are no longer related to me.

Didn’t you ask me to withdraw from Isla’s world? I’ve done it."

As he spoke, he let go of Ivy and looked at her steadily.

Ivy looked at him with a hint of helplessness. She turned over, got onto the bed, and lay down. Henry came over and casually lay down on the other side.

He clearly has a wife, yet he hasn’t been able to sleep holding his wife for several days.

This feeling is not good at all.

If he’d known that sticking around would let him stay, he should have done this from the first day they left.

Faye’s reminder came too late.

Henry moved closer to Ivy’s side and hugged her from behind.

Ivy said coldly, "Before I feel good, you can’t touch me."

"Touch? Do you mean not hug or not do anything?"

Henry smirked: "But I’ve already touched you now, it’s too late."

He said it with a mischievous smile and began to kiss her. Ivy resisted a couple of times, and Henry realized she genuinely didn’t want it, so he chose to respect her wishes.

Nevertheless, due to his affectionate gesture, she seemed fine with him holding her while sleeping.

That night, Ivy slept exceptionally well. Ivy didn’t have the habit of waking up in the night, so she woke up when it was already past six.

Henry was in the kitchen making breakfast. She got up, changed Ivy’s diaper as she cried, fed her milk, and comforted the baby before carrying her out.

Henry had already placed a simple breakfast on the dining table.

Seeing them come out, Henry smiled: "It’s just as well you guys woke up; I won’t need to leave a note. Let’s eat."

He said this as he took off his apron: "I’m running out of time, Aunt will arrive at seven thirty. You’ll have to manage a bit and take care of Ivy."

Ivy glanced at the time on the wall, it was only six-thirty; they needed to leave early as there was still some distance to his unit.

He walked to the door, and Ivy suddenly said: "Aren’t you having breakfast?"

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Henry said as he left, leaving Ivy with a bit of guilt in her heart.

Staying here means he has to get up early.

He only slept close to midnight last night... at this rate, he can’t keep it up either.

No, no, it’s his fault for coming here on his own; she didn’t force him.

Besides, it’s his own fault for not handling things properly, leaving her, who just gave birth and tends to be neurotic, feeling stressed.

He deserves to suffer a little, it’s only fair.

In the morning, Ivy received a call from James.

After feeding Ivy, she handed the child over to the aunt and went out.

She had agreed to meet James at the same café as yesterday.

James called her upon arrival, so when she went in, he had already finished a cup of coffee.

Upon seeing him in the shop, Ivy quickly walked over: "Sorry, I’m late."

"You are indeed late. But it’s okay, you have a child to care for, it’s understandable."

Ivy pursed her lips: "Yesterday, my husband’s commander got very tense because you came to find me."

"I figured," he said casually, picking up his coffee cup and crossing his legs.

"He’d probably be nervous, fearing I’d take you away and hide you."

Ivy sighed: "Actually... my husband is pretty innocent too.

He truly doesn’t know where your loved one is.

Yesterday, due to what I said, she called Faye Townsend.

But not only did Faye not tell him where Isla Linton is now, she even came to persuade me."

"I have to say, the friends Isla made are truly loyal.

If it were ordinary people, they would have sold out their friends for money long ago.

But whether it’s Hunter Warren, Faye Townsend, or Henry Sullivan, none of them are like that.

Those at the top of the pyramid, money isn’t their weakness; love is.

I can’t deal with Hunter Warren and Faye Townsend, so I have to start with you, the weakest point.

If I’ve caused you trouble, here, I raise my coffee instead of wine to apologize."

Henry looked at the man in front of him, really unable to understand. Such a good person, is Isla Linton out of her mind?

Even if she truly still loves Henry Sullivan, after returning and seeing that Henry is already married with children, why insist on staying?

What good will come out of ruining the uncle’s marriage?

Can a mother-in-law really accept her then? Obviously not possible at all.

Even this daughter-in-law who has given birth for the Sullivan family and is favored by her father-in-law is not liked by the mother-in-law, let alone her who was never liked by her in-laws.

Stepping back ten thousand steps, even if no one hinders them.

Still, wouldn’t she have to be the uncle’s second wife and become the stepmother to another woman’s child?

No matter how you calculate, this is not a good deal.

Going back to James Yinley would be much better.