No man could ever be relied upon.
You could have feelings for a brilliant man who treated you well and offered you help.
But you must never, under any circumstances, entrust your entire life to him.
Because of that realization, Alaric's rejection didn't completely shatter her.
Taking a deep breath, Ivy smoothed over her fractured emotions and, pretending nothing had happened, headed off to buy her sister a nice lunch.
Back at the restaurant, Ethan collapsed into a chair after Ivy left.
Taking in his uncle's thunderous expression, he ducked his head and offered an unprompted apology.
"I'm sorry, Alaric. I know you're furious. But in my entire life, she is the only woman who has ever moved me. If I lose her, I feel like I'll have no reason left to live."
Alaric fought to maintain his composure, forcibly swallowing the vast majority of his rage.
He stared at Ethan, his eyes sharp as blades, looking as though he wanted to flay the younger man alive.
"You heard her perfectly well. She has absolutely zero interest in you. What, are you planning to force her?"
Ethan replied, brimming with arrogant confidence,
"That's only because you were in the picture. You outshine me in every conceivable way. She's so blinded by you that she can't see what I have to offer."
"Now that you've killed any hope she had of being with you, maybe she'll finally turn around and give me a chance."
He wasn't a bad catch by any means; he just couldn't compete with his uncle.
As long as Ivy realized Alaric was a dead end, she would surely be willing to settle for the next best thing.
"I will give you three months. If Ivy still doesn't want you by then, you will vanish from her life forever. If she moves on and you so much as breathe in her direction, I will not let you off the hook like I am today."
After all, this was the boy he had practically raised.
He could be ruthlessly cold to Beatrice and utterly heartless to his other relatives, but he simply couldn't bring himself to destroy this particular nephew.
Besides, only by letting the kid strike out naturally would Ethan lose any right to object to Alaric and Ivy's relationship down the line.
Otherwise, the boy would spend the rest of his life believing his uncle had stolen Ivy from him.
"Deal. I'm going to put everything I have into winning her over these next three months."
She stood rooted to the spot, her brain short-circuiting.
Stella stood quietly by her side, completely ignoring Ethan's presence.
Ethan, however, flashed a bright smile and strolled right up to them.
"Hey Ivy. Alaric had to fly out on a week-long business trip. He was worried about leaving you girls here alone, so he sent me to protect you."
Hearing those words, a vicious cramp seized Ivy's heart.
Alaric knew exactly how Ethan felt about her, yet he had actively permitted him to move in.
He hadn't said a single word about any business trip before this.
Why would he invite Ethan into their home and instantly vanish?
Was he deliberately trying to orchestrate alone time for the two of them?
Exactly what did she amount to in Alaric's heart?

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