Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 412

"Should I get out and call her back?"

Just moments ago, the two of them had the partition up and were kissing passionately.

How did things escalate so badly right in the middle of a kiss?

Leo rubbed his temples. Being this man's assistant was a nerve-wracking job.

"She's the one who didn't reply to my messages and let Xavier get all touchy-feely with her right in front of me. What right does she have to be mad at me?"

The more Alaric thought about it, the angrier he got, refusing to drop his pride and call Ivy back.

But he didn't order Leo to drive off, either.

Left with no choice, Leo got out of the car to persuade Ivy.

Ivy was standing by the road, trying to hail a cab.

Seeing that Alaric's car hadn't left, her heart had actually already softened.

She thought that as long as Alaric stepped out and said a few sweet words, she would pretend nothing had happened.

Instead, it was Leo who came out.

Ivy stood her ground, curious to hear what Leo had to say.

Looking troubled, Leo quietly pleaded with her.

"Mrs. Foster, you know what kind of person the Boss is. If he didn't care about you so much, he definitely wouldn't be throwing a fit like this."

"Why don't you just soften up a bit and go back to coax him?"

Ivy felt deeply wronged.

"I already tried coaxing him like that, but he just pushed it further! Xavier and I are completely innocent, yet he constantly assumes I'm going to be unfaithful."

"He just doesn't trust me at all."

She knew she had no right to throw tantrums at Alaric.

After all, she lived under his roof, ate his food, and spent his money.

Her comfortable life was entirely provided by him.

But she had feelings too, and hearing such hurtful words broke her heart.

Couldn't she at least step out of the car to catch her breath?

Leo knew Ivy had it rough, so he lowered his voice and offered a strategy.

"Mrs. Foster, just squat down, hug your knees, and pretend to cry. I'll get the Boss to come comfort you."

Alaric glanced at the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, he saw Ivy squatting by the road, crying.

A sudden, agonizing pinch gripped his heart.

Without a word, he got out of the car and hurried over.

When he crouched beside her, he genuinely heard her muffled sobs.

Heartbroken, Alaric reached out and pulled her into a hug. "Isn't it embarrassing to cry on the street? If you want to cry, let's go home and cry."

He had intended to say something comforting, but the words somehow came out cold.

Ivy, feeling truly aggrieved now, kept her head down and wept.

"You're just tired of me. You don't want me anymore, so you're picking fights on purpose. I get it. I'll just leave."

She stood up, wiped her tears, and turned to walk away.

How could Alaric let her leave? He blocked her path and pulled her tightly into his arms.

"No, I wish I could hold you like this every single second. I was too emotional, it's my fault. Stop crying, let's go home."