Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 434

Cradling the child tightly against her chest, Ivy made a bittersweet promise.

"Okay, sweetie. I promise I will never give you up. As long as you don't push me away, I will always be right by your side."

She truly felt as though this little girl was her own flesh and blood.

An incredibly profound, unshakable bond had blossomed between them.

It was just as intense as the love she harbored for Mr. Foster.

So even if the ex-wife was back in the picture, as long as Mr. Foster didn't utter the word divorce, Ivy was never going to back down.

And she certainly wasn't going to hand her daughter over without a fight.

"Mommy, I only want you."

Stella burrowed deeper into Ivy's embrace, her tiny frame practically melting in distress, letting out pathetic, muffled hiccups.

Ivy pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, wrapping her arms around the girl even tighter.

Out of nowhere, Alaric materialized in the doorway with a brief announcement.

"She's gone. Come downstairs and eat."

Ivy blinked in genuine shock.

The ex-wife had actually left?

She was gone that fast?

Didn't Mr. Foster want to keep her around?

Riddled with curiosity, Ivy still prioritized soothing the child in her arms, whispering softly,

"Stella, your daddy said that woman is gone now. Should we head down for some food?"

The little girl nodded meekly.

As the two walked downstairs hand in hand, the intrusive woman was indeed nowhere to be seen.

The moment they sat down at the table, Ivy couldn't bite back her burning question.

"Did she really just come over to see Stella?"

Alaric gave a noncommittal hum, but remembering his agreement with Sylvia, he threw out a quick warning.

"She might drop by occasionally to visit her. Don't pay it any mind."

Stella's head instantly snapped up, her little face flushing with anger.

"Daddy, I don't want her looking at me! I only have one mommy, and I don't want another one! Don't let her come back, okay?"

Stella pouted dramatically, shaking her head in fierce rebellion.

"No! You're the only mommy I'll ever have. Everyone else is a fake!"

She shot a defiant glare at Alaric. "And I definitely don't want her in my house."

Alaric ruthlessly ignored the child's demand.

When Sylvia inevitably showed up at the gates, he couldn't exactly order security to lock her out.

He would simply let Sylvia try to build a bridge with the girl for a while.

If Stella remained aggressively opposed to it, he would convince the woman to back off and hand her a massive payout as compensation.

For his fallen brother's sake, he would certainly never let the woman end up homeless on the streets.

That night.

Still rattled by the day's events, Stella clung to Ivy, insisting on sleeping in the same bed.

Since Mr. Foster hadn't bothered to call her back to the master bedroom, Ivy happily stayed to keep the little girl company.

But she couldn't sleep a wink.

Her intuition screamed that since Stella's mother was back, she definitely wasn't going to vanish quietly into the night.