Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 322

Ivy glanced at it and didn't deny it.

Gemma curiously pulled Ivy's hand closer, running a finger over the ring.

"It's so beautiful. And so sparkly. Is this a real diamond?"

Ivy knew anything Alaric gave her was undoubtedly real.

But she couldn't tell her sister the truth. She forced a laugh and brushed it off.

"How does this look real? It's just crystal. It's not worth much."

"But it looks incredible. There's no way Alaric would buy you cheap crystal."

Gemma figured her mysterious, unseen brother-in-law had to be genuinely wealthy.

When Stella had visited earlier, she noticed the little girl was decked out in designer labels, her shoes alone worth hundreds of dollars.

Not to mention, Gemma was only receiving care at Metropolitan General because Alaric had arranged it.

So, he was probably just an older, divorced man on his second marriage.

But he was clearly willing to spend money on her sister.

At least she wouldn't have to worry about Ivy struggling anymore.

"It really isn't worth much. Just get some rest, I'll go grab you some food."

Ivy turned to leave, unable to resist stealing another glance at The Eternal Promise Ring on her finger.

So many people had noticed it today. They all praised its beauty and asked if it was a real diamond.

She had firmly denied it every time.

Even though she couldn't openly acknowledge her marriage to Alaric...

...just knowing he was thinking of her filled her heart with a deep sense of satisfaction.

She went downstairs early to wait outside the hospital.

Alaric drove his car straight into the inpatient building's underground parking garage.

When Ivy slipped into the passenger seat, she couldn't stop the bright smile spreading across her face.

"What made you think of sending me flowers? And driving all the way over here just for lunch?"

She would never have dared to dream of something like this before.

But this man's recent actions had truly taken her by surprise.

"A new chain store opened and gave them away. I had an extra bouquet, so I sent it to you. Besides, I have to eat too. Food tastes better with company."

Alaric racked his brain for an excuse.

He simply refused to admit he had bought them specifically for her.

Or that he had driven over purely because he wanted to see her and take her to lunch.

She hurried her steps to keep pace with him, beaming up at his face.

"Darling, aren't you worried we'll run into someone you know and they'll figure out our relationship?"

"The people I know don't eat at places like this."

He kept his handsome features completely impassive, doing his best to mask his good mood.

Ivy pouted slightly, thinking this older man was being awfully pretentious.

Once the host led them to their table, Ivy instinctively moved to sit across from him.

Instead, Alaric pulled her close, gesturing to the seat right beside his.

"Can't you sit here?"

Ivy feigned a token protest. "It's a little crowded this way."

"It's not. Sit."

His tone left no room for argument.

Ivy obediently sat down. Her hand was still firmly encased in his.

She turned to look at him, a radiant, blooming smile on her face.

"Darling, I think you've changed."