Hearing how Xavier and her brothers described Alaric, Hazel couldn't help but worry about her sister.
But seeing Ivy look so entirely unbothered, Hazel figured she must know how to handle the man.
Catching sight of Xavier waiting for her nearby, Hazel said goodbye to Ivy and ran over to him.
Ivy hailed a cab back to The Starlight Estate.
As soon as she walked through the front door, she heard Stella crying.
"As soon as you two get along, you forget all about me! You left me at home with Mrs. Gable last night and didn't even come back. And today, Mommy isn't even home yet!"
"*Sob...* You guys are planning on abandoning me forever, aren't you?"
Ivy felt a sharp pang of guilt in her chest.
She rushed inside and called out.
"Stella, I would never abandon you!"
Stella whipped her head around and cried even harder.
"Mommy, where were you? Why didn't you guys come home last night?"
Ivy hurried over, took her hand, and sat her down on the sofa. Glancing at the man beside them—who still looked completely icy—she patiently explained to the child.
"I was on a date with Daddy last night. Haven't you been begging us for a little brother? After our date, we went to go make one for you."
Stella seemed to half-understand, tilting her head in confusion.
"Are you really going to give me lots of little brothers?"
"Yes."
Ivy wiped the tears from the little girl's face and handed her a doll from the sofa.
"Go play for a bit. Daddy seems to be in a bad mood, so I need to go coax him."
Stella hugged the doll, pouting as she complained.
"Yeah! Daddy has been acting like this since he got home. I tried talking to him, and he completely ignored me."
"It's okay, I'll go talk to him."
Once the child wandered off to play, Ivy leaned closer to Alaric, a teasing smile on her face.
"Are you still mad about the restaurant?"
In truth, she had no idea what this man could possibly be angry about. She hadn't done anything wrong.
All she did was have lunch with her brothers.
Besides, they were throwing her a birthday party. Eating with them was completely normal.
She couldn't figure out this man's twisted logic.
He was dreaming if he thought he could steal Alaric's wife.
He pulled Ivy into his arms, holding her close as he stared intently at her soft, beautiful face.
"Am I good to you?"
Ivy nodded, answering sincerely, "Yes."
"Then no matter who else is good to you, you are never allowed to leave me. You are never allowed to go with anyone else."
Alaric's expression was dead serious, yet his eyes swirled with deep, consuming tenderness.
He held her tightly against his chest, guarding her like a priceless treasure he was terrified someone might steal.
Ivy felt her heart tremble once again, warm ripples of emotion spreading through her chest.
So, he was just feeling insecure. He was terrified she wouldn't want him anymore and would run off with someone else?
What an absolute idiot.
Ivy felt a warm, sweet rush flood her heart.
She wrapped her arms securely around his waist, resting her cheek against his chest. Listening to the steady, rhythmic beating of his heart, she answered from the depths of her soul.
"As long as you want me, I'll never leave."

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