Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 365

The crowd stared at Alaric in absolute shock. It was unfathomable that the famously celibate CEO of the Foster Group was publicly demanding a girl leave a society event with him.

Had she actually caught his eye?

Impossible.

After all, he already had a daughter.

And for years, no one had ever seen a woman by his side.

He was undoubtedly trying to punish the girl for her audacity. He was probably going to make her disappear without a trace.

The guests looked back at Ivy, their eyes brimming with pity.

They were certain she was a dead woman walking. Of all the people to offend, she had provoked the Grim Reaper of business himself.

Not even the Rhodes family could save her now.

Before Ivy could even answer, Xavier stepped in to defend her again.

"Alaric, what are you trying to do to her? She's just a girl."

Alaric completely ignored him. His eyes remained locked on Ivy, his handsome face so terrifyingly dark it could freeze a room.

Ivy met his gaze head-on.

She actually had to fight the urge to laugh.

This old man was really enjoying his little performance, wasn't he?

Pretending not to know her in front of all these people.

If anyone here knew they were legally married, jaws would hit the floor!

"Alright."

Ignoring the waves of sympathy directed at her, Ivy looked right at Alaric and agreed.

"I'll leave with you later."

"Ivy."

Xavier stood up and grabbed her arm.

"Are you out of your mind? Do you even know where he's going to take you? Listen to me. You aren't going anywhere tonight. You're staying right here at the estate."

Ivy peered past Xavier to the grumpy man seated amidst the crowd.

Seeing his lips pressed into a tight, furious line, his gaze predatory and fixated on their interaction.

Terrified he would erupt with jealousy again, Ivy quickly pulled her arm away from Xavier and spoke with absolute fearlessness.

Xavier steadfastly refused to back down.

Listening to this, Alaric's grip tightened until the wine glass in his hand shattered with a loud crack.

Glass shards dug into his palm, slicing through the skin and drawing blood.

The crowd gasped in horror.

Ivy was startled too. Spotting a fruit knife on the coffee table ahead, she rushed over, snatched it up, and sliced a long strip of fabric from the edge of her gown.

She then pushed through the crowd, collapsing beside him to frantically and tenderly wrap his bleeding hand.

Watching her actions, the bystanders were utterly dumbfounded.

They couldn't comprehend what this girl was thinking. The Grim Reaper was practically coming for her throat.

Yet she was throwing herself right into the line of fire.

Did she honestly believe that playing nurse would save her from his wrath?

Even Xavier was caught off guard. With Alaric looking ready to burn the world to ashes, Ivy still dared to get that close to him.

She really was suicidal.

Just as the crowd concluded that Ivy's efforts were a desperate, pointless scramble to save herself.