Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 465

Leo heard the deep undercurrent of helplessness in his boss's voice—and the undeniable indulgence he still harbored for Ivy.

Having served his boss for years, this was the absolute first time he had ever seen a woman dare to treat him this way.

And it was certainly the first time the boss had ever been blocked by one.

Knowing that the boss was truly in love with Ivy, which was why her actions were driving him this crazy.

He thought for a moment before replying:

"I highly doubt Mrs. Foster is actually hung up on Xavier. After all, you're leaps and bounds out of his league. Now that she has you, why would she ever give him the time of day?"

"She probably felt you were accusing her unfairly, and she just ran off in the heat of the moment because she felt wronged. How about I give her a call, invent a little white lie, and give her an excuse to come running back to you?"

Alaric absolutely refused to lower his pride just to beg her back.

He needed her to come back of her own free will.

He told Leo firmly, "No. If she actually cares about me, she wouldn't have been able to walk away like that."

If Ivy simply came back to him on her own, he would pretend last night never even happened.

He wouldn't even hold the Xavier situation against her.

But if she absolutely refused to return...

Then it would be proof that she never truly cared about him at all.

She had drained enough money out of him, and now that she didn't need him anymore, she was taking her new nest egg to go live the life she actually wanted.

If that was the case, what was the point of tricking her into coming back?

Seeing how genuinely heartbroken his boss looked, Leo quickly tried to comfort him.

"Mrs. Foster probably hates being away from you just as much. I bet she'll be home tonight."

"Let her do whatever she wants. If she doesn't come back, then at least I'll finally see her true colors."

A woman who only stayed by his side for his money was a woman he didn't want anyway.

He kept telling himself that her staying or leaving made no difference to him.

But Alaric's heart still ached relentlessly, a sharp, twisting pain as if needles were being driven straight into his chest.

It completely derailed his entire day. He couldn't focus on work for a single second.

His mind was utterly consumed with questions of where Ivy had gone.

And when she was finally going to come back.

As long as she came back to him on her own, he would forgive everything.

But his pride firmly anchored him in place; he utterly refused to be the one to chase after her.