Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 449

Listening to the child's cries over the phone, Ivy cast a pleading look at Alaric.

"What should I do? Stella wants me. Let's just go home."

If she didn't show up in front of the child right away, Stella might actually think she had abandoned her.

If she ended up resenting her later, who would she cry to?

Alaric was also helpless. He had been looking forward to a quiet, intimate evening with his young wife at his apartment.

But things didn't go as planned.

In the end, he had no choice but to have Leo turn the car around and head back to The Starlight Estate.

Seeing that Alaric had agreed to let her go home, Ivy spoke gently into the phone.

"Don't cry, Stella. I'm coming back to keep you company right now. How about I bring you some cake?"

Stella sniffled in response. "Okay, Mommy, hurry back. I only want you."

Ivy listened, feeling deeply moved.

This time, no matter what Sylvia said, she would never leave the child again.

Let her try and take the child away.

After hanging up, Stella handed the phone to Mrs. Gable and went to sit alone on the front steps, waiting for Ivy.

Sylvia followed her out, continuing her irritated persuasion.

"Stella, I am your biological mother. I'm the one who gave birth to you. Without me, you wouldn't even exist, you know that?"

How could her child call someone else Mommy?

And reject her own mother?

She admitted she had left the child with Alaric for five years without a backward glance.

But she was back now, wasn't she?

As long as she was around, she would naturally step up and be a good mother.

Yet this child wouldn't give her a single chance to make amends.

Stella was only five years old.

A child so young was naturally innocent and kind-hearted.

Even though she didn't consider the woman in front of her to be her real mother, watching her cry stirred up a bit of pity.

Stella softened, sitting there with a pout, silently brooding.

Sylvia reached out to pull her close.

"Stella, Mommy loves you so much. I really can't live without you."

Seeing that the child no longer shrank from her touch, she pulled her into a tight hug, continuing to recount all the fictional hardships she had endured over the years.

When Alaric and Ivy returned, they were greeted by the sight of Sylvia holding Stella at the front door.

Ivy couldn't quite place the feeling in her chest, but it definitely wasn't pleasant.

Alaric noticed, reaching out to squeeze her hand.

"It's fine. If Stella really chooses her, we'll just have our own."