Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 383

When Ivy arrived at her sister's hospital room, she was surprised to find Xavier already there.

It was as if he had been waiting specifically for her.

Did this man not have a job to go to?

Out of politeness, Ivy walked over and greeted them warmly.

"Good morning, Xavier. Good morning, Landon."

"Morning," the brothers replied in unison.

Landon remained focused, studying Gemma's treatment charts.

Xavier waved Ivy over, lowering his voice to ask:

"Mr. Foster hasn't contacted you or given you a hard time lately, has he?"

He was genuinely worried that something might happen to her.

After all, this was Alaric's hospital. With a single word from him, the staff here would undoubtedly find endless ways to make her life miserable.

Ivy felt like she was turning into a pathological liar, constantly covering up one lie with another.

But how long could paper wrap around fire?

Her relationship with Mr. Foster was bound to be discovered by the people around her eventually.

Yet she had no right, no authority whatsoever, to confess to anyone that she was Mrs. Foster.

"No, Mr. Foster hasn't reached out to me at all," Ivy lied, shaking her head.

Xavier still looked concerned, his deep gaze fixed on her.

"Maybe you should resign. As long as you stay here, I have a feeling Mr. Foster won't just let things go. I can easily arrange another job for you."

Ivy felt that the way fate worked in this world was truly bizarre.

Back when she was backed into a corner with nothing to her name, she couldn't find a single person willing to lend a hand.

Now that she had everything and lacked nothing, good Samaritans were practically lining up around the block.

She looked at Xavier with genuine gratitude and offered a soft smile.

"There's no need, Xavier. I've been working here for almost a year, the environment is great, and the pay is good. I honestly don't think a man like Mr. Foster would even remember me, let alone go out of his way to cause me trouble. You really don't need to worry."

From a few feet away, Landon chimed in.

"If you leave, the job we set up for you will definitely be less stressful, and the salary will naturally be excellent."

It was obvious to him that his older brother had a bit of a crush on Ivy.

Otherwise, why would he be stressing over her business?

Alaric kept his handsome face completely stoic, looking straight ahead as he answered arrogantly.

"I was just passing by. I don't have the free time to play chauffeur."

From the driver's seat, Leo couldn't help but interject. "Mrs. Foster, we detoured all the way from the West Loop just to 'pass by' here."

Ivy laughed out loud, staring affectionately at the man beside her.

"You are so stubborn."

How could she not know that he had come specifically to pick her up?

Sending her a barrage of messages throughout the workday was one thing.

But now he was personally dropping her off and picking her up every single day.

Wasn't this man getting a little too clingy?

Ivy happily intertwined her fingers with Alaric's and rested her head on his shoulder.

Alaric stared down at her, a suggestive gleam in his eye.

"You know perfectly well what else of mine is stubborn."

Ivy instantly caught his meaning. Her face burned a bright red, and she playfully pinched his arm.