The little girl clung tightly to Ivy's arm, refusing to let her go.
Alaric found it impossible to explain the situation to a child.
After all, she was too young to understand the complexities of adult intimacy.
Giving in, he looked at Ivy and said,
"Stay here and sleep with her. I'm heading back to my room. Let me know if you need anything."
Ivy ignored him, kissing Stella's cheek and gently coaxing her back to sleep.
Spared from his relentless stamina, Ivy slept incredibly well that night.
When she got up to make sure the kid had breakfast, she didn't see Alaric and casually asked Mrs. Gable,
"Where is he?"
Mrs. Gable smiled. "Mr. Foster left early this morning, but he asked you not to leave at noon. He'll be back to discuss something with you."
What could there possibly be to discuss in the middle of the day?
The child's fuss last night had clearly interrupted the couple's alone time, so they were probably planning a midday rendezvous...
Mrs. Gable knew exactly what was up but politely kept her thoughts to herself.
Ivy couldn't help but flush a deep crimson upon hearing that.
She knew exactly what he wanted too.
She quickly lowered her head to finish her food, then dropped Stella off at St. Jude’s Preschool as usual.
However, she completely ignored Alaric's instructions and headed to work at Metropolitan General for the morning shift.
When she arrived, she happened to see Hazel helping Ethan by the door of a hospital room.
She rushed over, pulled Hazel aside, and gave her a stern look.
"What are you doing out here? If you're here to see Gemma, shouldn't you be inside keeping her company?"
Given Hazel's past antics, Ivy still harbored a rather frosty attitude toward her.
Hazel didn't dare argue. She shot Ethan a quick glance before silently slipping into Gemma's room.
Once her sister was out of sight, Ivy turned to Ethan. "Your back hasn't healed yet. What are you doing out of bed?"
Ethan ignored her question entirely. "Do you know that girl?"
Hazel was a student and needed to prioritize her education. If she kept running around and failed to graduate, all her years of hard work would go down the drain.
"I know, Ivy. I just wanted to make sure Gemma was okay. I'll focus on school from now on."
Hazel was surprisingly obedient. She leaned closer, about to ask how Ivy managed to get Gemma into such a prestigious hospital.
But Ivy's phone suddenly rang.
She waved a hand to cut Hazel off, stepping aside to take the call.
A man's smooth, low voice came through the speaker. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home? Where are you?"
Ivy rolled her eyes. She knew exactly what he wanted, which was precisely why she had deliberately avoided going back.
"I came to work. If it's not an emergency, can I come back later?"
In broad daylight? There was no way she was going back just to sleep with him.
But Alaric left no room for refusal, issuing a cold command.
"You have thirty minutes. If you're not back, you can kiss your hospital job goodbye."

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