Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 361

There were too many people at the Rhodes family gathering today.

In the blink of an eye, Ivy Sawyer lost sight of Alaric Foster.

Hiding in the restroom alone, she called and texted him.

But the old man neither answered her calls nor replied to her messages.

Alaric just wanted to find a quiet place away from the crowd.

As he turned the corner of the covered walkway, a girl in an evening gown bumped right into his chest.

Out of gentlemanly instinct, he reached out to steady her.

Once she regained her balance, he sidestepped her and continued walking.

Hazel stared at him in absolute shock and called out, "Wait a minute!"

Alaric didn't even realize she was talking to him. His mind was consumed with sheer irritation. He needed an empty place to cool off, afraid he might snap and lose his temper.

Seeing that he ignored her, Hazel lifted the hem of her dress and chased after him, her face lighting up with pleasant surprise as she blocked his path.

"It's you?"

"I can't believe the coincidence! To run into you here of all places... Do you remember me?"

His path blocked, Alaric stared coldly at the girl in front of him.

"I don't know you."

He stepped around her to leave.

Hazel stepped forward to block him again.

"Do you really not remember? Two months ago in the countryside of Bayshore City, I was covered in bruises and being chased. You were the one who drove me to the high-speed rail station."

"You even gave me some money back then. I remember everything. Sir, could you tell me your name? I have money now, I can pay you back."

No one knew that ever since they parted ways at the train station that day, she had harbored a deep obsession.

She was determined to find this man and repay him, no matter what.

Hazel truly hadn't expected fate to smile upon her so kindly, allowing her to bump into the man who saved her life right in her own home.

Looking at him in his impeccably tailored suit, noting his tall stature, long legs, and strikingly handsome face.

He exuded an undeniably regal and commanding aura.

Hazel was thrilled, gazing up at him with eyes full of anticipation.

She desperately hoped he would remember her.

As she glanced around the crowd, she was surprised to spot Eleanor Foster.

And she was seated in a place of honor.

It seemed the older woman was a highly esteemed guest of the Rhodes family.

Did that mean the Rhodes and Foster families were related?

Ivy felt utterly confused.

But she didn't have the mental capacity to dwell on it. Her main worry was her own grumpy husband; she needed to find him and soothe his ruffled feathers as soon as possible.

Otherwise, she'd be the one paying for it later.

After Mr. Rhodes and Xavier finished introducing Hazel to the crowd, concluding the official welcome ceremony.

Ivy decided to step outside to continue her search.

But then Mrs. Rhodes, seated at the head table, waved her over.

"Ivy, come here."

All eyes in the room instantly shifted to Ivy.

Feeling slightly self-conscious, Ivy walked over and gave a polite nod. "Mrs. Rhodes."