CHAPTER 818: CHAPTER 508: SO THE REAL REASON FOR LEAVING WAS...

Ivy was speechless: "Huh? It’s going to be more complicated, just how complicated can it be? You need to say it out loud."

"I can’t say it, if I do..." She looked at Nelson, then shifted her gaze to the distant Henry Sullivan and fell silent again.

Ivy scratched her head, feeling truly exasperated by someone like this.

Her personality was straightforward, always saying what’s on her mind, having never befriended someone who hesitated like this.

It’s driving me crazy: "Isla, honestly you can’t be like this, you’re being a bit too selfish.

You’re being unfair to James Yinley right now.

He only took you back when you needed him and treated you wholeheartedly.

He did nothing wrong, how could you treat your lifesaver like this?

Moreover, James said he’s serious about you.

If he doesn’t have you in this lifetime, he won’t marry anyone else.

For a man with whom you have such deep ties, isn’t honesty the most basic condition in your relationship?

No matter what difficulties you have, you should tell him so he can help solve them together with you.

Just like when you were with Henry, you never said anything either.

The uncle is not a mind reader, he can’t know when you’re aggrieved or when you need his protection, right?

People have mouths for speaking, don’t they?"

Isla admitted helplessly: "Ivy, you’re really eloquent."

"I’m not eloquent, I’m just anxious seeing you like this. James is right outside now.

I’ve seen him several times these days, and I really think he’s pitiful.

Even if you have a heart of stone, you should change your mind now."

"I don’t have a heart of stone. Precisely because I don’t, I must leave him, I can’t harm him."

"How could you harm him? Say it, you must say it.

Once he knows, the choice is in his hands." Ivy blinked her big eyes at her.

Seeing her remain silent again, Ivy pressed on: "You need to be brave for yourself at least once in your life. Love is something you fight for.

Look at you, hiding here like a snail, it’s truly... too pathetic.

If not, tell me, and I’ll keep it a secret for you.

I can help you solve the problem while maintaining confidentiality."

Isla sighed helplessly: "I went to the hospital earlier for a checkup, and the doctor said... I might never be able to get pregnant again."

Ivy froze, her mind stopping for a moment.

Isla’s expression showed deep pain: "Ivy, do you know what it means for a woman to be unable to have children? Her husband will have no descendants because of her.

The Yinley Family only has James as the male heir in this generation, his parents are hoping for him to carry on the family name."

Ivy felt a wave of sadness in her heart.

She remembered how the information Siena had investigated about Isla indeed mentioned that she and James had been married for many years without having children, so this was the reason. But...

"That’s not right, Isla, didn’t you get pregnant before?"

"It’s because of that pregnancy, which I couldn’t keep, that led to this situation."

As Isla finished speaking, Ivy felt a surge of panic.

Does this mean that Isla’s infertility was due to Henry?

If she hadn’t carried Henry’s child back then, it wouldn’t have come to this, right?

No wonder she just said if she revealed this, it would affect her marriage with Henry.

Yes, it really is like this.

If the uncle knew what Isla was going through now, he would probably be guilt-ridden for life.

As his wife, the mother of his current child, she felt heartbroken hearing Isla’s words, let alone the person directly responsible for the consequences.

Ivy’s silence made Isla somewhat embarrassed.

"Ivy, I don’t want anyone to know about this.

You’re so clever, I believe you understand why I’m doing this.

You’ve always been so explicit, urging me persistently.

I knew if I didn’t tell you, you wouldn’t give up.

Now that I’ve told you, can you help me keep it a secret?

Whether it’s Henry or James, I can’t let them know.

You understand the consequences, don’t you?"

Ivy regretted it; she really shouldn’t have come today, shouldn’t have meddled in this matter.

To truly lie to the uncle... she’s afraid she can’t do it.

What should be done in this situation now?

She bit her lip; lying after all is wrong.