Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 366

Ivy suddenly realized she was acting too familiar in public.

As she continued tending to the cuts on Alaric's hand, she quickly offered an explanation to the onlookers.

"I... I'm a nurse. It's an occupational reflex when I see blood."

While bandaging his palm, she couldn't resist pulling the fabric strip just a little too tight, hoping the sting would serve as a mild punishment for his dramatic outburst.

To Alaric, however, the sharp pain felt incredibly satisfying.

He then cast a triumphant, mocking look at Xavier. "See? She's not afraid of me at all. Why is an outsider like you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?"

Xavier was left speechless.

Ivy really did have a fearless, headstrong streak.

Or was she just acting this way because she was blissfully ignorant of what kind of monster Alaric truly was?

But if Ivy left with this man tonight, would she really be safe?

Xavier still couldn't shake his anxiety.

Seeing that his wound was bandaged, Alaric stood up and hauled Ivy to her feet, exuding an overwhelming, tyrannical presence.

"I'd like to see anyone try to stop me today."

Under the stunned gazes of the entire room, he dragged Ivy away.

Ivy scrambled to keep up with his long strides, shouting back over her shoulder at Xavier.

"Xavier, absolutely do not call the police! I can protect myself! Just please take care of Gemma for me!"

Xavier watched helplessly as Ivy was swept out of his own home by Alaric.

Especially considering how furious Alaric had just been.

He might actually subject Ivy to something unspeakably cruel.

Unable to just stand by and let her march to her doom, he pulled out his phone, ready to dial the authorities.

From a short distance away, Eleanor called out.

"Xavier, don't you know my son's temperament by now? He would never sink so low as to bully a young woman."

It seemed Ivy was telling the truth. Her son was indeed treating the girl differently.

To think he actually caused a public scene to drag her away from a society Gala.

Excellent. At this rate, she might be welcoming another grandchild in the near future.

Out of sheer respect for Eleanor, Xavier reluctantly put his phone away, abandoning the idea of calling the police.

Ivy looked at him, completely baffled.

Dirty?

How was she dirty?

He had literally just been holding her hand to drag her out of the Gala.

Then it clicked—this insanely jealous man was talking about Xavier holding her hand earlier.

She explained patiently,

"My sisters and I had a rough childhood. We always suspected we weren't our parents' biological children, so I secretly ordered a DNA test."

"And the results confirmed it. None of us were related to them. Shortly after, Hazel's real family found her—which happens to be the Rhodes family."

"Today was Hazel's welcome Gala, which is why I was there. And there is absolutely nothing going on between me and Xavier. I have no idea why you're throwing such a massive tantrum."

Seeing that Alaric's hand was still seeping blood, Ivy felt a sharp twist of sympathy. She took his hand and continued tending to it.

Alaric refused her touch, snatching his hand back.

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?"