"Then why do you look like you want to kill someone? You're practically radiating frostbite."
She hugged his arm, pressing her warm face close to his and offering a soft, sweet smile.
"Hubby, I don't have feelings for Xavier. I only have eyes for you. No one in this world could ever replace you."
A bitter jealousy still churned violently in Alaric's chest, and he refused to engage.
He yanked his arm out of her grasp and shifted closer to the window, deliberately putting distance between them.
"If you aren't going to use your phone, throw it out. It's not like you read my texts anyway."
From last night until now, he had sent her hundreds of frantic messages.
And she hadn't responded to a single one.
Alaric couldn't fathom what on earth this woman was doing that she couldn't spare three seconds to reply to him.
It drove him so insane that he abandoned his morning meetings and rushed straight to the airport to find her.
Only to find her in a disturbingly intimate moment alone with Xavier.
He was completely losing his mind.
"What?"
Startled, Ivy quickly dug her phone out of her pocket.
The screen remained pitch black.
She shoved the dead device right in front of his face. "It's dead. I was talking with my sisters last night and completely forgot to charge it."
Ivy looked at him, her beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"What did you send me? Give me your phone, let me see."
Alaric remained rigidly upright, his expression stoic and impenetrable.
"So all that garbage about only having eyes for me was just a blatant lie, wasn't it?"
"No! I mean it!" Ivy defended fiercely.
"If you cared about me, wouldn't you know I'd be trying to reach you? Do you have any idea the kind of hell you put me through by ignoring me since last night?"
Alaric couldn't hold back anymore. He whipped his head around, raw frustration leaking into his voice.
He honestly didn't know how he had become this unhinged.
Knowing she was at the Rhodes estate while actively ignoring him.
His mind had gone to the darkest, most terrifying places.
It felt like claws were shredding his chest from the inside. He hadn't slept a wink.
Alaric didn't know when Ivy had gained this absolute, terrifying control over his emotional state.
Being apart from her for even a single day left him hollow and utterly restless.
He remembered the exact second Xavier had patted Ivy's head. In that moment, he had wanted to march over and sever the man's arm.
"What?"
Ivy scrunched her face up in total bewilderment.
"You think my head is contaminated? Is it because Xavier..."
"Call him 'Xavier' one more time. I dare you."
Alaric glared at her, looking as though he were ready to commit a felony.
Ivy had never seen him look so painfully exasperated.
Yet, despite his blazing fury, he hadn't made a single aggressive move against her.
It was solid proof that he wasn't violent, just incredibly dramatic.
Ivy couldn't help but smile at him again.
"Okay, okay, I won't say his name. I'll only call you Hubby, alright?"
Alaric turned his head to avoid her gaze, still boiling with lingering resentment.
Struck by a sudden burst of boldness, Ivy ignored the fact that Leo was driving. She hit the privacy partition button and swiftly climbed over, straddling Alaric's lap.
She wrapped her arms securely around his neck, pulling him down to capture his lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.

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