Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 440

Considering Tristan was a massive celebrity, swarms of girls were completely obsessed with him.

This foolish girl was probably no exception.

Otherwise, why didn't she push Tristan away and slap him across the face?

Ivy met his gaze head-on. "That was just an accident."

"I don't believe in accidents. If you had kept your distance from him in the first place, would he have even had the chance to do that?"

Alaric had zero interest in hearing her excuses.

On top of that, she clearly didn't care about other women being around him, which proved she didn't value him at all.

She only cared about his wealth, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

He sat there with a tight, handsome scowl, completely unable to let it go.

Ivy desperately wanted to prove that Tristan had kissed her when her guard was down.

Seizing the moment while Alaric was distracted, she leaned in and planted a loud, sudden kiss on his cheek.

By the time Alaric snapped out of it and glared at her, Ivy had already taken two steps back, immediately defending herself,

"See? I managed to kiss you without your permission. There were so many people around, and my focus was entirely on the reporters. How was I supposed to know what Tristan was about to do?"

"And when he dragged me away, I was completely caught off guard. I didn't even have time to react."

For a moment, Alaric was entirely speechless.

Even if he let that particular incident slide.

He was still furious that Ivy clearly didn't take him seriously.

Unable to find the right words to scold her, he coldly ordered her out.

"I don't want to look at you right now. Get out."

A sharp pang of hurt hit Ivy's chest, but she stood her ground.

"What exactly do I have to do to make you stop being so mad?"

"It's too late for that."

Why did she wait until now to ask?

Alaric turned his head away, refusing to look at her. "Get out."

"I won't."

She pressed her entire body against him, burying her face into the crook of his neck.

Alaric maintained his aloof, handsome facade, raising his hands to gently tug at the arms wrapped around him.

He didn't even realize that his voice had dropped into a seductive, teasing register.

"Ivy, if you keep this up, I'm really going to get mad."

Instead of letting go, Ivy tilted her chin up and leaned in to kiss him.

At first, Alaric tried to dodge her lips.

But Ivy cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her as she pressed her mouth firmly against his.

In that instant, Alaric finally crumbled, surrendering completely to her touch.

This oblivious girl had no idea how deeply he was falling for her, how desperately he wanted to hold and kiss her every single day.

Yet here she was, constantly doing things that drove him utterly insane.

To punish her, Alaric parted his lips and bit down hard on hers.

When Ivy tried to pull away from the sharp pain, Alaric immediately took control, gripping the back of her head to keep her firmly in place.