Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 311

After sleeping soundly in Alaric's arms all night.

Early the next morning, Ivy was awakened by his kisses.

Opening her eyes, she was met with his strikingly handsome face hovering just inches from hers.

She blinked, a sweet warmth melting over her heart like spun sugar.

She couldn't shake the feeling that Alaric had changed.

He had become more proactive, almost as if he couldn't bear to be apart from her.

Ivy didn't understand what brought on this shift.

He had been so resolute when he told Ethan that he didn't have feelings for her.

If he didn't like her, why would he be kissing her first thing in the morning?

And why would he carry her back to their bedroom after she had fallen asleep with the child?

A man who despised you wouldn't even want to look at you, let alone do such tender things.

She was utterly bewildered.

Feeling slightly breathless from his intense kisses, she steadied her breathing, closed her eyes again, and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him back.

However, just as the couple was lost in their intoxicating embrace, passion taking over.

The sound of a child crying suddenly echoed from outside the door.

"Mommy, Daddy, where did you go? Did you abandon me again?"

Startled, Ivy shoved the man off her and scrambled to sit up and get dressed.

"This is your fault. I told you Stella would cry if she woke up and didn't see me. Look what happened."

Smoothing out her clothes, she shot a glare at the frustrated man she had just pushed aside.

Then, she opened the door and hurried out.

Out in the hallway, Stella stood barefoot in her pajamas, her hair a messy bird's nest and her tear-stained face looking incredibly pitiful.

Ivy immediately scooped her up, soothing the little girl as she carried her back to the child's room.

Alaric was left to deal with his frustration in a cold shower.

The moment he stepped out of his room fully dressed, he bumped into Mason Miller.

Mason spoke with a sour edge to his voice.

"What's going on with you two? It's early in the morning and I hear the kid crying."

Alaric ignored him and strode down the stairs.

Seeing them together, Alaric couldn't help but feel that his relationship with Ivy was borderline criminal.

"Daddy is a meanie."

As soon as Ivy set her down in the dining chair, Stella glared at him and snapped.

Alaric let out a helpless chuckle, furrowing his brows in defeat.

"How am I a meanie?"

Stella puffed her cheeks, still glaring. "You took Mommy away from me. I don't like you. You're never allowed to take Mommy out of my bed again."

Hearing this, Alaric looked visibly embarrassed and wisely kept his mouth shut.

Ivy felt equally flushed.

Mason was sitting right there.

She leaned close to the little girl and whispered softly.

"Don't be mad, Stella. I won't leave you anymore, okay? Let's eat breakfast!"

Still holding a grudge, Stella sat stubbornly, refusing to eat.

Ivy had to coax her endlessly before the little girl finally took a reluctant bite.