Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 406

It took a long time before Alaric coldly agreed.

"Stay far away from Xavier. Don't accept any favors from him."

Ivy breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I promise. I'll minimize contact with any men."

Only then did Alaric allow her to hang up.

Ivy had never imagined a day would come when Alaric would be so dangerously attached to her.

Not only did she have to report her every move, but she was entirely forbidden from socializing with the opposite sex.

He had even barred her from attending to male patients at work.

It was as if he had claimed absolute ownership over her.

Her existence was solely to serve him and him alone.

Ivy figured that since Alaric was incredibly generous—depositing $1,000,000 compensation into her account every month without fail—she could tolerate it.

Add to that the unlimited black card he let her swipe at will, and she decided compromising with his obsessive demands wasn't the worst fate in the world.

As evening approached.

In the grand, luxurious dining room of the Rhodes estate.

The Rhodes family remained incredibly welcoming toward Ivy. The matriarch of the family in particular had the staff serve Ivy the best dishes and even sat her son right next to her.

In front of everyone, she asked, "Ivy, dear, what kind of qualities do you look for in a boyfriend?"

None of them knew Ivy was married.

The older woman was very clearly trying to play matchmaker for her eldest son.

Ivy opened her mouth, ready to confess her marital status.

But she caught Hazel sitting across from her, frantically shaking her head.

It was as if Hazel believed her sister being married would be an utter humiliation.

Whatever.

Once Hazel left, Ivy probably wouldn't visit the Rhodes estate anymore anyway.

To save her sister's fragile pride, she decided to bite her tongue just this once.

Smiling politely at the older woman, Ivy replied,

"I'm not really looking for a relationship right now. I'd like to focus on my career for a couple of years first."

Hazel immediately jumped in,

Xavier placed another serving on her plate.

"I can serve myself, Xavier. Thank you, really," Ivy said, keeping a careful distance.

Seeing her guarded demeanor, Xavier quietly set the silverware down.

Throughout the entire meal, Ivy felt incredibly on edge.

It didn't help that her phone was vibrating relentlessly in her pocket.

After dinner, as she followed her sisters up to their room, she pulled out her phone to check.

Unsurprisingly, it was an avalanche of texts from Alaric.

He was demanding to know what she was doing, if she had eaten, how many people were at the Rhodes estate, and whether Xavier was hovering around.

He also threw in a warning, forbidding her from speaking to Xavier.

He rattled off a long-winded list of rules, sounding like a paranoid, overbearing control freak.

Even as she mentally rolled her eyes at his clinginess, she patiently typed back:

"Just finished dinner. Chatted with Mrs. Rhodes for a bit, and now I'm heading to my sisters' room to rest."