CHAPTER 813: CHAPTER 504: I HOPE YOU MAKE THINGS CLEAR WITH HER

"Or, do you actually still want to get back together with Isla?"

"Of course not, I have no such intention. I’m just saying that your idea is really... selfish."

Henry Sullivan sighed helplessly after speaking, but at present, it seemed like there was no other method.

"Yes, I am selfish, but my selfishness allows Isla, who was once hurt by you, to regain happiness.

Even if this method is selfish, I believe you would be willing to give it a try."

Just as he was saying this, Ivy Miller quietly opened the bedroom door and came out.

Seeing James Yinley, she naturally smiled: "You’re here."

Henry Sullivan glanced at her; she knew him so well, greeting him in this manner?

"Is your baby asleep?"

"Mm, asleep. How is your chat going? Any thoughts of fighting?"

Ivy Miller said with a giggle, walking forward and sitting beside Henry Sullivan.

James Yinley looked at Henry Sullivan: "We aren’t enemies. Is there any need to fight?"

Ivy Miller nodded while trying not to laugh: "Right, exactly, you two aren’t enemies. So, how did your talk go?"

Henry patted her hand: "Mr. Yinley says he hopes I will go see Isla."

"You?"

"Yes, he wants me to tell Isla that I don’t like her anymore and won’t be going back to her.

That way, Mr. Yinley can comfort her again as the good man."

Ivy Miller paused for a moment, then looked at James Yinley: "That’s quite the idea you’ve got, but honestly, I think it’s not bad. What do you think?"

"I also think it’s a good idea. If in the future Isla can regain happiness because of this, it’s also a good thing for me."

Ivy Miller was thrilled: "So? You’re agreeing now?"

Henry looked at her; she seemed overjoyed about him helping James Yinley, as if she were the one truly excited.

Ivy Miller looked at James Yinley: "Mr. Yinley, now you can be at ease.

But let me give you a piece of advice, you should still watch over Isla Linton.

Otherwise, if my uncle goes and rejects her, and she’s heartbroken, thinking it through...

At that time, you can’t blame my uncle, right."

James Yinley nodded: "Don’t worry, from now on, I won’t let her disappear from my world again.

George Sullivan, when do you have time? Let’s arrange a time to meet Isla."

"The day after tomorrow, I’ll be off on Sunday."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and you’re not resting?"

Henry looked at him, saying nothing. James Yinley shrugged frankly: "I’m very anxious right now. After knowing where she is, I want to bring her back to my side immediately, so I can’t wait."

"Then let’s do it tomorrow morning."

He stood up after speaking, "Alright, let’s get in touch tomorrow morning. Since I’ve said what I wanted to say, I won’t stay any longer.

It’s getting late; you two get some rest."

Ivy Miller pushed Henry Sullivan’s arm: "Uncle, I need to stay home with Bailey; you should see Mr. Yinley out."

"No need," James Yinley shook his head: "Since I came here by myself, I can leave by myself."

After James Yinley said this, Henry indeed didn’t move. He didn’t have any intention of seeing him off, as they weren’t that familiar.

Seeing him not move, Ivy Miller got up and saw James Yinley to the door. After he left, Ivy came back and said to Henry: "Uncle, you’re really lacking in manners."

"With someone like that, I don’t need to use my manners."

"What kind of person is Mr. Yinley? He’s protecting the woman you hurt.

Speaking of which, he’s actually quite good; you should thank him.

He probably owed you in a previous life, now he’s here to repay his debt to you."

Henry looked at her displeased: "What repayment? It’s not his place to repay my debts.

Back then, he deceived Isla. When you think about it, isn’t he also partly responsible for this mess?"

"Uncle, your temper is really... fine, fine, pretend I didn’t say anything just now.

I can’t be bothered to talk to you. You should focus on what you’ll say when you see Isla Linton. Goodnight.

Oh right, you’re not allowed in the bedroom tonight; I’m upset."

Henry stepped forward to block her way: "Not letting me sleep in the room is fine, but you need to give me an explanation.

Why did James Yinley say you knew how he found Isla?

Did you hear some news from somewhere and tell James Yinley?"

"Of course not, did he really say that?" Ivy was a bit surprised. This guy couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

"Of course. What are you hiding from me?"

Ivy thought for a long while, then waved her hand: "Fine, fine, I’ll tell you.

The other day, Faye Townsend came to me, saying she would talk to Isla Linton and let her see me.

Then I shared this with James Yinley.

You have to admit, James Yinley is smart, quick-witted.

He then thought of having someone monitor Faye’s phone GPS and her car’s whereabouts to find her.

In the end, he really did find her. I can only say that he and Isla truly have a connection.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be such a coincidence. Don’t you think?"

"Is that all?" Henry looked at her.

Ivy smiled wryly: "What else could it be? Even if it was complicated, you’d be the one overthinking it."

She finished speaking, chuckled, and went back inside. That James Yinley was really something.

Happy to have found his wife, why stab her in the back? That’s just too much.

"Uncle, when you go to see Isla Linton tomorrow, I’m coming with you," Ivy thought to herself that she would settle the score with him later.

"Even though I’m going to clarify everything with Isla tomorrow, you still want to see her?"

"You don’t want me to?" Ivy looked at him worriedly. If he was unwilling, she’d wait for another chance to sneak out.

Henry hesitated for a moment. Since he decided to let go of the past, there was no reason to be coy: "Alright, let’s go together."