Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 226

She knew Parker was just as corrupt as Elena; they were cut from the same cloth.

She refused to let her sister be used as a bargaining chip against her. Once Gemma was safe at Foster Medical Center, Ivy would work herself to the bone to cover the costs.

The elite transport team moved with ruthless efficiency.

Within minutes, Gemma was secured in the specialized ambulance.

Ivy grabbed their belongings and climbed in beside her, leaving for Foster Medical Center without looking back.

Left completely powerless to stop them, Parker had no choice but to call Elena.

When Elena heard that Ivy was transferring her sister, and specifically to Foster Medical Center, the color drained from her face.

So Alaric had authorized this?

Why was Alaric going out of his way for Ivy?

Elena was shaking with rage.

She would not allow Alaric to care for that woman.

Alaric belonged to her; he couldn't fall for Ivy.

If he did, what would happen to her?

She was the only one worthy of being the mistress of The Starlight Estate. She was the only one fit to be Mrs. Foster.

Her jealousy consumed her.

If Ivy truly dared to seduce Alaric, Elena would destroy her by any means necessary.

At Foster Medical Center.

Ivy was floored when the doctors wheeled Gemma into an ultra-luxurious private suite right next to Ethan's room.

This wasn't even the correct medical wing for her condition.

She was just about to ask the physician if this unorthodox arrangement would complicate their workflow.

Before she could, the doctor turned to her.

"Ivy, since she is your sister, you will serve as her primary caregiver. If any complications arise, find me immediately."

Ivy nodded vigorously.

She realized this VIP treatment was solely because Alaric had personally intervened.

Even if it disrupted the staff's routine, they were following the boss's orders.

Once the medical team departed, Ivy pulled up a chair beside Gemma's bed.

Looking at her sister's devastatingly pale and fragile state, a lump formed in her throat as she gently grasped her hand.

This arrangement made her life so much easier.

Ethan was right next door.

Caring for him brought in a hefty paycheck every month.

Working at The Starlight Estate added to her income.

Combined with the $500,000 allowance Alaric had given her, Ivy felt confident she had a solid nest egg to cover these astronomical bills.

"Ivy, I'm so exhausted. I think I need to sleep."

The medication was making Gemma incredibly drowsy.

Ivy tucked her in carefully, then quietly left the room to check on Ethan's IV drip.

The moment she stepped into the hallway, she bumped into Alaric, who was striding toward her in a crisp, tailored suit.

A bright wave of gratitude washed over her, and she rushed to his side. "Thank you."

Alaric noticed the redness rimming her eyes and the dampness on her lashes.

A sudden, protective pang hit him, but he kept his tone nonchalant.

"It was nothing. The doctors gave me a briefing; her condition isn't as catastrophic as you thought. With consistent chemotherapy, she'll pull through."