Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 417

Staring at Ivy's panicked expression, Alaric flicked her lightly on the forehead.

"What exactly is going on in that head of yours? Do you think I'm a horny teenager?"

Ivy clutched her forehead, a pout forming on her lips.

"Use your words! Why did you hit me?"

She gave him a playful kick in return.

Alaric gently pushed her down to sit on the edge of the bed and crouched to take off her shoes.

"I didn't sleep a wink last night. You're going to nap with me."

He leaned in close, his expression deadpan. "We are strictly sleeping. Stop letting your imagination run wild."

Ivy pressed her lips together and stayed quiet.

Watching Alaric walk to the other side of the bed and solemnly change into his pajamas, she figured she really had overthought things.

But why hadn't he slept at all last night?

Feeling a pang of concern, Ivy lay down next to him, wrapped her arms around his arm, and studied his handsome profile.

"What were you doing last night? Why didn't you sleep?"

Lying flat on his back, Alaric pulled his arm out to let her use it as a pillow.

"Because of you. You didn't reply to my messages all night."

Ivy couldn't deny that she had ignored her phone. She had been too busy chatting with her sisters.

Thinking about how she would overthink things if Alaric suddenly ghosted her, she felt a surge of guilt.

Realizing it was entirely her fault, Ivy rested her hand on his stomach and spoke in a sweet, coaxing voice.

"I'm so sorry. I know I was wrong. I promise I won't do it again."

"Mhm."

Alaric closed his eyes, deciding not to hold it against her.

After all, it was in the past.

If he kept dragging it out, his little wife might end up crying by the side of the road again.

He didn't want any more tension between them.

It only made him feel miserable and sick to his stomach anyway.

"If you're tired, get some rest. I'll stay right here with you."

Ivy patted his chest soothingly.

"Boss, there's a wrap-up meeting in ten minutes."

Dying of embarrassment, Ivy practically scrambled off Alaric's lap, her face blazing red as she bolted straight for the adjoining suite.

Visibly annoyed, Alaric shot Leo a glacial glare.

"Do you not know how to use the intercom?"

Look how humiliated his little wife was now.

Leo bowed his head, quickly admitting his mistake.

"My apologies, Sir. That was my oversight. It absolutely won't happen again."

Alaric waved him out, then walked over to the bedroom door.

It was locked from the inside.

Sighing in exasperation, he spoke to the door.

"I'm going to a meeting. Just stay here in the office. We'll go pick up Stella as soon as I'm done."

Feeling like she couldn't face anyone ever again, Ivy's cheeks burned feverishly.

She replied through the heavy wood. "Okay, go ahead!"