Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 433

Stella didn't care about any biological mother.

She locked her arms desperately around Ivy's neck, her little face completely drenched in tears.

"No! I only want you! Please don't leave me, Mommy. You're the only mommy I want."

A heavy, bitter knot formed in Ivy's stomach.

She cradled the trembling child tightly, rocking her back and forth to calm her down.

Glancing over at Alaric, who was still sitting unreadably on the couch, she asked, "Can I take her upstairs for a bit?"

Alaric gave a curt nod.

The child was five years old now; she understood a lot more than people gave her credit for.

Having a total stranger suddenly barge in claiming to be her mother was obviously too much for her to process.

It was best to let her cool down upstairs.

Alaric shifted his icy gaze back to Sylvia. "You see how it is. She doesn't want you here. You can leave after dinner."

He had always despised having strangers invade his personal space.

And he certainly wasn't in the habit of letting them sleep under his roof.

That rule applied even to Stella's biological mother.

Sylvia shook her head vehemently, fresh tears pouring down her cheeks.

"Mr. Foster, I'm begging you to give me a little more time. It's completely normal for her to be scared since it's her first time seeing me. If you just let me spend time with her, I know she'll eventually accept me."

"Please let me stay with her. She's my own flesh and blood. Nobody in this world loves her more than I do."

Terrified that Alaric would refuse, she collapsed to the floor in tears, pleading desperately for his mercy.

Alaric felt utterly repulsed whenever other women put on weeping displays in front of him.

It always made him look like the cruel villain terrorizing a helpless victim.

He remained seated, his features carved from unforgiving ice.

"And what happens once you get close to her? Are you planning to just snatch her away?"

Sylvia frantically shook her head. "No, that's not what I mean at all! I just want to be near my baby. If you can't bear to part with her, Mr. Foster, could you just let me stay as a live-in nanny?"

"I can do anything. I swear I'll be ten times better than the help you currently employ."

If she walked out those doors today, she would never find another opening to permanently secure her spot.

Having lost the last shred of his patience, Alaric pulled out his phone.

"Pull up your banking details. I'll transfer you ten thousand dollars. That's more than enough to cover a hotel."

Sylvia stared at him, utterly dumbfounded.

She couldn't believe this man would rather throw cash in her face than let her stay in the house as a simple nanny.

Was he only being this ruthless because he was a married man now?

In that case, if she ever wanted a permanent spot in this household, her only path forward was manipulating that girl named Ivy.

Knowing that pushing him further would backfire, Sylvia reluctantly brought up her banking app to accept the transfer.

Alaric stood up, dismissing her coldly. "Leave. You can come visit the child once you've settled down."

Seeing the ten thousand dollars successfully hit her account, Sylvia had no choice but to bite her tongue and walk out.

Upstairs.

It took Ivy a long time to finally calm the hysterical little girl down.