Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 283

After Alaric and Mason left, Ivy pretended not to care. She dropped Stella off at the preschool as usual and then headed back to the hospital for work.

When she walked into her sister's hospital room, she was surprised to find Ethan Foster sitting in a wheelchair right there.

The two of them were engaged in a lively conversation.

Seeing her arrive, Gemma called out a bit timidly, "Ivy, you're here."

Ivy gave a hum of acknowledgment and looked at Ethan in his wheelchair. "Why are you here?"

Ethan smiled. "I was bored and looking for fellow patients to chat with. I had no idea this was your sister. You sure have a lot of sisters."

Ivy couldn't tell what game he was playing. Didn't he already know her sister was staying here?

She quickly hooked up Gemma's IV drip, wheeled Ethan out of the room, and then returned to scold her sister.

"Didn't I tell you not to interact with him? Why are you being so stubborn?"

How could she not know Ethan's intentions? He was constantly finding ways to show his interest in her.

If she wasn't Ethan's aunt-in-law by marriage, she might have actually considered him.

But she had married his uncle. Whether or not she and Mr. Foster had a future, she absolutely could not give Ethan any sort of opportunity.

Which meant she could never let Ethan get close to the people around her to pull any stunts.

"He came over on his own to chat with me. Since he was already here, I couldn't exactly drive him away."

Gemma felt wronged. Leaning weakly against the headboard, her pale and emaciated appearance was truly heartbreaking.

Ivy couldn't bring herself to scold her further and started setting out some food for her.

Gemma spoke up in a low voice:

"Ivy, Caleb called me and said Dad is dying in the hospital. He wants us to go back and see him."

Ivy paused her movements, fell into deep thought for a moment, and then went back to what she was doing.

As for the parents who had mercilessly exploited her since childhood, she had never received a single ounce of love from them. Naturally, she didn't care whether they lived or died now.

If it hadn't been for her good luck—running into Stella when she was contemplating ending her life, and subsequently marrying Mr. Foster.

Ivy genuinely believed her parents would have driven her to an early grave.

Now that her father was on his deathbed, her heart felt entirely unbothered; she didn't even want to go back for a final look.

"I'll go. Just focus on resting here in the hospital."

Ivy promised her sister.

That night, after bringing Stella back to The Starlight Estate, Ivy originally planned to tell Mr. Foster about her trip.

But Alaric didn't return home all night.

And Mr. Miller never showed up again either.

Ivy figured Mr. Foster must be busy coaxing Mr. Miller.

She feigned indifference and continued sleeping beside Stella for the night.

When she went downstairs for breakfast early the next morning, Ivy noticed the two men still hadn't returned.

But since she was heading back to her hometown, she absolutely had to inform Mr. Foster.

It was the weekend, so Ivy didn't need to drop Stella off at preschool.

While playing with the child in the living room, she finally caved, picked up her phone, and dialed Mr. Foster's number.