Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 393

In my heart, you are just as important as Stella.

Hearing him say those words sent a jolt straight to Ivy's chest. She stared at him in a daze.

Was that really true?

Did she really mean that much to him now?

Thinking back on today—how he had taken her out alone, booked an entire restaurant for a candlelit dinner...

How he had thoughtfully cut her steak for her.

How could she not interpret these actions as a sign of his deep affection and value for her?

Ivy couldn't deny it. She was moved.

A smile graced her delicate face, but she felt a sudden urge to cry.

"That's the right answer!"

Stella chimed in from the side, looking at Ivy with innocent eyes.

"Mommy and Daddy are equally important to me, too. Mommy, are Daddy and I equally important to you?"

Ivy fought to rein in the overwhelming wave of emotion swelling in her chest and reached out to rub Stella's head.

"Of course. You and Daddy are the most important people in the world to me."

Alaric looked highly satisfied with that answer. "Eat up," he gently ordered. "It won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Okay."

Ivy felt like today was the most relaxed, joyful, and blissful day she had ever spent with him.

She desperately wished days like this could last forever.

She wished she could stay with him and Stella for the rest of her life.

After dinner, Alaric took them for a walk along the Riverside Promenade to take in the city lights.

On the way there, Stella was so exhausted she fell into a deep sleep.

Alaric called Leo Archer over to take the child home first.

Ivy was a little confused. "It's getting late. Aren't we going back together?"

Alaric didn't answer. He watched Leo carry the sleeping child away, then took Ivy's hand and led her toward the river.

Ivy knew this area was usually packed with people.

The city's night skyline was breathtaking from here.

It was barely eight or nine o'clock; there was no way it would naturally be this empty.

"Did you arrange this?"

Alaric didn't admit to it.

He even avoided her gaze.

Ivy kept her eyes on him, occasionally glancing back at the fireworks still bursting overhead.

She figured it probably wasn't his doing.

What occasion was it for him to prepare fireworks?

She thought about it carefully, and suddenly, it hit her. She pulled out her phone to check the date.

Her 23rd birthday was tomorrow.

So tonight's fireworks definitely weren't for her.

She was just overthinking it.

He was busy managing an empire every single day. The fact that he spent his weekend taking her to a movie, shopping, and dinner was already more than enough.

He wouldn't have had the time or energy to orchestrate something as romantic as a private fireworks show.

Ivy pushed the hopeful thoughts from her mind, telling herself not to be so naive.