Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 444

Ivy pouted slightly, grumbling internally: You're the one who always makes me feel miserable.

This stubborn old man had taken days of non-stop coaxing just to calm down.

He was literally harder to reason with than a toddler.

But as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.

Feeling a wave of relief, Ivy snuggled even tighter against Alaric's chest.

That night, the married couple slept incredibly soundly.

So soundly, in fact, that they ended up sleeping in the next morning.

It wasn't until Stella pounded on their door, shouting for them, that Ivy and Alaric finally jolted awake.

Ivy immediately scrambled to get out of bed to see what was wrong.

But Alaric caught her wrist. "You stay in bed. I'll get it."

He swung his legs over the edge, dressed in his dark silk pajamas, and pulled the door open, asking patiently,

"What's wrong, Stella?"

Stella looked up at him, a deeply troubled expression on her face.

"Daddy, that biological mother came back again. I'm scared she's going to take me away. I want to stay with you guys."

Alaric reached out and ruffled her hair gently.

"Alright. Go wait for us on the sofa in the lounge. Your mommy and I will wash up and bring you downstairs."

Hearing that, Stella quickly scurried into their room.

By now, Ivy had already gotten dressed; she pulled the little girl close and asked,

"Did you brush your teeth yet?"

Stella puffed out her chest proudly. "I did that ages ago! Mommy, look at the time—I'm going to be late for school."

Ivy checked the clock and realized it was indeed running incredibly late.

It seemed like every time she shared a bed with Alaric, waking up early was physically impossible.

Blushing with embarrassment, Ivy bolted into the bathroom to get ready.

Alaric followed right behind her.

Thinking about how the child's mother had returned, he couldn't help but ask,

"Are you really okay with Stella's mother staying here?"

And Alaric certainly wasn't the type of man to commit moral treason.

So she truly didn't care if the woman moved in or not.

Hearing her casual answer, Alaric's chest instantly tightened with irrational anger.

This infuriating woman was fully convinced Sylvia was his ex-wife, yet she was completely fine with letting her live with them!

It just proved that she genuinely didn't care if he was surrounded by other women.

Alaric dropped a bitter, sarcastic remark. "You're so incredibly understanding. Just don't come crying to me later."

He spun on his heel and marched out of the bathroom.

Ivy was left standing there, completely bewildered.

She had no idea what had just triggered his latest tantrum.

Wasn't being understanding a good thing?

Why did this man's mood swing harder than a pendulum?

Ivy quickly finished up, grabbed Stella's hand, and hurried out into the hallway to chase after Alaric.

"Darling, are you mad again? Just tell me what I did wrong and I'll fix it, okay?"