Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 520

Ivy simply couldn't walk away that coldly, and eventually, she turned back.

By the time she returned to the private room, Alaric had downed two more bottles of alcohol.

This time, he was completely wasted.

He lay unconscious on the sofa, murmuring her name.

"Ivy, Ivy..."

Ivy quickly hurried over to him.

Seeing the two extra empty bottles on the coffee table and the glass rolling on the floor, she knew he had been drinking again.

She crouched down beside him and asked softly.

"Alaric, can you get up? Let's go home."

Alaric's head throbbed with a dizzying agony.

But that pain was nothing compared to the fraction of the heartbreak echoing in his chest.

His handsome face scrunched up as he choked back a miserable sob.

Hearing Ivy's voice, he assumed he was hallucinating.

Or dreaming.

After all, Ivy had already left. There was no way she would have come back for him.

Through a blurry gaze, he grabbed her hand, clutching it tightly against his chest as he muttered to himself.

"Don't go. Don't leave me."

"Ivy, just listen to me, okay? Stop making me angry."

"Be a good girl, and I'll treat you well forever."

"Ivy, honey, the baby..."

Crouching beside him, Ivy couldn't pull her hand free. As she listened to his slurred murmurs, a shiver ran down her spine.

He was definitely drunk.

Why else would he suddenly bombard her with so many different pet names?

And yet, his words sent a ripple of warmth through her chest, flushing her cheeks.

Staring at him, Ivy noticed that his eyelashes were damp.

Unsure, she reached out and brushed her fingers beneath his eyes, only to feel the wetness of tears. Two more drops slipped down the corners of his eyes.

Ivy's heart skipped a beat.

She could hardly believe he was actually crying.

He was a grown man in his thirties.