Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 300

"Leo, Ivy is so young. She saved Stella. Someone with her heart... she has to be okay, right?"

Leo nodded, his own expression tight with sympathy. "Yes. She'll be perfectly fine."

"But if she's fine, why hasn't a massive search team found a single trace of her?"

Alaric forced his exhausted, trembling body out of the car. Step by step, he dragged himself back toward the edge of the cliff where she had jumped.

Leo followed closely, deeply alarmed.

"Boss, it's pitch black. What are you doing? Let's get back to the hotel!"

Alaric ignored him.

He pushed through the darkness, unable to stop the horrific scenarios playing in his mind. If she didn't survive, was she cold down there in the dark river? Was she terrified?

Did she regret jumping before he could arrive to save her?

Alaric was paralyzed by the fear that if he walked away now, he would never see her again.

Standing at the edge of the abyss, battered by the freezing wind and the roar of the rapids below, he screamed until his voice cracked.

"Ivy! If you're scared down there, come back to me! Let me take you home!"

"You can't just leave me! How am I supposed to look Stella in the eyes? She's waiting for you!"

His emotions spiked into absolute hysteria. His body swayed violently, nearly collapsing toward the sheer drop.

"Ivy! Come back to me!"

Leo lunged forward with his flashlight, grabbing Alaric's arm to stabilize him. He pleaded desperately.

"Boss, we need to leave! Think about it—Mrs. Foster might already be safe, but there's zero cell service out here. She couldn't reach us even if she tried! We need to go back to the hotel and check!"

The words struck Alaric like a physical blow, snapping him out of his downward spiral. He whipped around and grabbed Leo's jacket.

"You're right. I refuse to believe she'd just throw her life away over her psychotic aunt. She saved Stella from drowning. She's a strong swimmer."

Ivy was fiercely intelligent.

If she had jumped without a second of hesitation, as the men claimed, she must have calculated a way to survive the fall.

The stranger described her perfectly.

Certain it was Ivy, Alaric let out a choked breath, tears of absolute relief springing to his eyes. He hung up the phone and roared at Leo.

"Step on it! Get us to the hotel!"

When he finally burst out of the elevator on his floor at The Grand Regency, he saw a tiny, fragile figure huddled on the floor outside Room 801.

She was waiting for him.

The dam inside Alaric shattered. He sprinted down the hall and dropped to his knees, pulling her violently into his chest as if trying to fuse her directly into his soul.

Ivy stiffened in shock for a second.

But when she looked up and saw Mr. Foster's face, a radiant, relieved smile broke across her pale lips.

She whispered softly, "It's good to see you again."

The moment the words left her mouth, her eyes rolled back, and she lost consciousness in his arms.