Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 334

But the moment Ethan showed up, Alaric's attitude had completely flipped.

He had even abandoned her to live under the same roof as Ethan just to accommodate the younger man's wishes.

A husband like that wasn't worth keeping.

"Mommy, what's wrong? Daddy is talking to you," Stella nudged her gently, thinking Ivy hadn't heard him.

Ivy turned to the little girl and placed some food on her plate.

"Eat up, Stella. We'll go for a walk when you're done."

Stella urged her again. "Daddy is looking at you. Look at him."

Ivy adamantly refused to look in his direction, speaking only to the child.

"I've gone blind. I can't see anything."

She buried her face in her food again, giving the man sitting across from her the ultimate silent treatment.

Alaric observed her icy demeanor. From the moment he had come downstairs to taking his seat, she genuinely hadn't spared him a single glance.

She wouldn't even answer him.

Feeling a heavy knot of frustration in his chest, Alaric pressed his lips into a thin line and spoke again.

"Ivy, what exactly is your problem? Did letting Ethan stay here for a few days really cause you that much suffering?"

His voice echoed loudly across the room.

Ivy could no longer ignore him.

Fighting back the sharp pain in her chest, she kept her gaze glued to the table, refusing to lock eyes with him.

"How could I possibly be suffering? This is your house. You can let anyone you want stay here. It's not my place to say anything."

Finding the atmosphere completely suffocating, Ivy dropped her silverware after barely eating a few bites. Abandoning even Stella, she pushed her chair back and walked away.

Alaric watched her go, thinking she was pushing her luck way too far.

He was just about to snap another reprimand when the little girl beside him piped up.

"Daddy, don't yell at Mommy! You haven't been home to see us in so long. Even I'm mad, let alone Mommy."

"You don't even know how much we missed you while you were gone."

"I woke up in the middle of the night so many times and saw Mommy staring at your picture."

Stella's bottom lip quivered as tears welled up. She hopped off her chair and fired off one last remark.

And hopefully have a few more children.

That was the best way to secure her long-term employment, after all.

Alaric forced himself to swallow the fiery irritation burning in his chest.

He reminded himself that Ivy was still young.

He was in his thirties—there was no reason to stoop to bickering with a young woman.

Staring at the table full of food, he suddenly lost his appetite. Taking the bags from Mrs. Gable, he headed upstairs.

He arrived at Ivy's bedroom door and saw Stella inside.

Alaric gently called out to the little girl.

"Stella, Daddy brought you a present. Take it to your room for now."

Hearing the word "present," Stella immediately hurried over, grabbed her gift, and obediently scurried off to her own room.

Alaric walked over to Ivy with the remaining bags and held them out, towering over her.

"These are for you."