Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 487

Ivy had no idea what kind of nonsense this old man was spouting now.

How could he not be important to her?

Right now, he and Stella were the absolute most important things in her heart!

He was the petty one constantly doubting her, suspecting her of being with this guy or that guy, and lashing out at her.

And now he was pinning the blame on her again.

"I heard Xavier was transferred back to Capital City, right here in my hospital. Aren't you going to go see him?"

Alaric threw out the passive-aggressive reminder.

Ivy shot him an icy glare. "You still think there's something going on between me and Xavier, don't you?"

"It's not what I think. It's what I saw with my own two eyes."

He had seen her personally wiping Xavier's body.

Anyone watching would have assumed she was Xavier's wife.

If he were ever injured and paralyzed in bed, this damn woman probably wouldn't care for him nearly as attentively as she had cared for Xavier.

In her mind, any man was vastly superior to him.

Why bother keeping her around when it merely added endless frustration to his life?

Exasperated, Ivy shot back, "Since you clearly can't get past this, nothing I say or do will matter. Fine. I won't go back to The Starlight Estate ever again."

She choked back a sob, trying her absolute hardest to keep her emotions in check.

"I signed the Divorce Agreement. From now on, we will never see each other again."

Finding the man hopelessly unreasonable, Ivy refused to endure another second. Completely ignoring the fact that Sylvia was still in the emergency room, she spun around and stormed off.

She knew she was leaving purely on impulse.

In truth, she didn't want to leave at all; she simply couldn't bear to part with Mr. Foster and Stella.

But her pride absolutely wouldn't allow her to shamelessly beg to stay.

She still needed a shred of dignity.

Watching her actually walk away without a single backward glance, Alaric found her deeply resolute and utterly heartless.

He sat there rigidly, his mouth slightly open, but his swollen throat wouldn't let him utter a single sound.