Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 225

Hearing her desperate plea, a familiar tightness seized Alaric's chest.

So her obsession with money, her willingness to do anything for cash—it was all to pay for her sister's medical bills?

Why hadn't she told him her sister was battling something so severe?

Alaric sat in heavy silence for a moment before replying, "Stay with your sister tonight. I'll arrange for a medical transport to transfer her to my hospital first thing in the morning."

Relief crashed over Ivy, so profound it brought fresh tears to her eyes.

The tears spilled relentlessly down her cheeks.

Clutching the phone, she choked out a whisper.

"Thank you, Mr. Foster. I promise, I'll do whatever you ask from now on. I'd walk through fire for you."

Alaric didn't know whether to laugh or sigh at her dramatic pledge.

So the second she got what she wanted, she reverted to calling him Mr. Foster?

Women.

He said smoothly, "Just focus on your sister. We'll deal with the rest later."

"Okay. Get some rest tonight. I won't be coming back."

"Mhm."

After hearing his quiet acknowledgment, Ivy finally hung up.

Sitting on the hard hospital chair, a comforting warmth spread through her chest.

With Alaric stepping in, Gemma was going to be okay.

Once they transferred, Elena wouldn't be able to lay another finger on her.

Taking a deep breath, Ivy wiped away her tears, sanitized thoroughly, and slipped into the ICU to watch over Gemma.

Back at The Starlight Estate.

Elena knew Ivy wouldn't be returning tonight.

She sat in the living room with Stella, waiting eagerly for Alaric's return.

But eight o'clock rolled around, and there was still no sign of him.

Frustrated, she finally took Stella up to bed.

Then she returned to the sofa, waiting alone until ten o'clock.

Alaric still hadn't shown up.

Elena spent the entire night agonizing, but Alaric never walked through the door.

She was livid.

First thing in the morning, she marched into Stella's room and began coaching the child.

The next morning, a highly specialized transport team from Foster Medical Center arrived to facilitate the transfer.

Parker caught sight of the commotion and hurried over to confront her.

"What is going on here?"

Ivy's tone was icy. "I'm transferring my sister. We won't be needing your services anymore, Parker."

"Excuse me?"

Parker watched in absolute shock as the paramedics swiftly prepped Gemma for transport.

He whipped his head back to Ivy. "Why? Do you really think I'm incapable of treating her?"

He knew damn well he was perfectly capable of treating Gemma.

The crisis yesterday was nothing more than an orchestrated maneuver based on Elena's orders.

He had orchestrated it to force Ivy to stay and beg for his help.

But his plan had backfired spectacularly.

If Ivy left with her sister, how the hell was he supposed to execute the rest of Elena's scheme?

"I simply want better medical care for her. Excuse me, you're in the way."

Ivy had zero interest in offering him an explanation.