Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 282

She decided against going back that night, turning on her side and hugging Stella to fall asleep as quickly as possible.

Alaric returned to the master bedroom and waited for half an hour, but Ivy never showed up.

He tossed and turned, completely unable to find sleep.

The moment he closed his eyes, his mind was consumed by thoughts of her.

He didn't understand why he kept thinking about Ivy.

He had been so harsh with his words, yet she still refused to return to the master bedroom.

It proved she intended to never come back at all.

Alaric felt a hollow ache in his chest, an incredibly uncomfortable sensation.

But his pride refused to let him call out to her again.

Even if he suffered through a sleepless night, he chose to endure the torment until dawn.

During breakfast, Mason looked at him and asked:

"What did you do last night? Why do you look so haggard?"

Could he have been doing that kind of stuff with Ivy behind his back, going at it so fiercely that it drained all his energy?

Mason felt a fresh wave of disgust toward Ivy.

Alaric glanced at the woman sitting nearby.

Noticing she didn't care in the slightest and hadn't even spared him a single glance.

His heart soured as he casually replied to Mason.

"Nothing."

"My daddy definitely couldn't sleep because Mommy wasn't keeping him company."

Stella lifted her head from her plate and spoke to Mason with innocent candor:

"Because Mommy slept in my bed last night."

Startled, Ivy quickly looked at the child. "Stella, be a good girl and eat your food so we can go to St. Jude’s Preschool."

But the child's words immediately aroused Mason's suspicions. He looked at the little girl and asked in a very gentle tone:

"So your daddy usually sleeps with her?"

Ivy hurriedly answered for the child, "Mr. Miller, I don't think it's appropriate for you to speak to a child like this."

Mason ignored her completely and continued asking Stella:

"Stella, tell me, did they use to sleep together?"

To Ivy, this perfectly confirmed what Ethan had told her.

Mr. Foster didn't just like men, he didn't mind women either.

So he must have real feelings for Mr. Miller. Why else would he chase after him like he was coaxing a girlfriend just because Mr. Miller got mad upon learning about their relationship?

Ivy suddenly had the urge to laugh.

She had no idea what kind of absurd drama she had walked into.

Her own husband was sleeping with her while simultaneously bringing the man he loved home.

Then again, as sickening as it all was.

Mr. Foster and Mr. Miller actually looked quite well-matched.

They were both incredibly handsome, about the same height, and likely came from equally prestigious backgrounds.

Wasn't this exactly like those dual-male-lead novels?

Why did she suddenly feel like they made a good couple?

Ivy felt like she was losing her mind.

She was actually shipping her own husband with another man.