Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 439

Mrs. Gable hadn't expected Alaric to actually let the child's mother stay.

Was it really a good idea for an ex-wife and a current wife to live under the same roof?

Wouldn't the ex-wife get jealous and try to tear their family apart?

The housekeeper desperately wanted to advise against letting an outsider move in.

But considering the woman was Stella's biological mother, she bit her tongue; as a mere employee, she had no right to interfere in her employer's affairs.

Seeing that Ivy remained silent, Mrs. Gable knew it wasn't her place to object, so she respectfully replied,

"Understood."

Ivy pretended not to hear, keeping her head down as she quietly ate her meal.

She tried her best to convince herself that since Sylvia was just an ex, it was perfectly normal for her to visit her child, and she shouldn't be petty about it.

Otherwise, Alaric might think she was being irrational.

A man like Alaric definitely wouldn't do anything to betray their marriage.

She needed to choose to trust him.

Once Ivy figured that out, she genuinely stopped caring about the other woman's presence.

She even smiled and put some food on Stella's plate.

"Eat a little more, Stella."

Stella lifted her head and asked in a gloomy tone,

"Daddy, Mommy, are you really letting that woman stay?"

Ivy glanced at the man across the table, noticing he wasn't speaking, his face inexplicably dark and stormy.

She withdrew her gaze and patiently explained to the little girl,

"She's the one who gave birth to you, after all. She said she misses you terribly and can't live without you, so let's give her a chance, okay?"

If everything Sylvia said was true.

If she really missed this child and couldn't visit before because of some unavoidable difficulties.

Then giving her a chance to prove herself wasn't a big deal.

Stella scrunched up her little face in reluctance.

But since both her parents had agreed, she had no choice but to nod.

Mrs. Gable quickly hurried into the kitchen to get everything ready.

After finishing her meal with Stella, Ivy left the child in the living room to draw with Mrs. Gable while she carried the tray of fruit and pastries upstairs.

She stopped outside the study and knocked.

Only after hearing his permission did she push the door open.

She walked softly over to him, set the tray down, and asked with concern,

"You barely ate anything. I was worried you'd get hungry tonight, so I had Mrs. Gable prepare this. Have a little more."

Alaric glanced at the tray before shifting his intense gaze to her.

"Since when do you care about me?"

Ivy found his words completely baffling and defended herself, feeling wronged,

"Of course I care about you! You're the one who's always so cold, constantly assuming I'm involved with other men and refusing to trust me."

Hearing that only fueled Alaric's anger, and he couldn't hold back his frustration anymore.

"The guy literally kissed your face, and when he grabbed your hand to leave, you just followed him. How am I supposed to trust you?"