Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 561

By the time the family of three returned to the villa, the Miller siblings were still out.

Evening fell, and they still hadn't returned.

Since Alaric and Mason had parted on bad terms that morning over the custody argument, Alaric didn't care enough to ask.

Ivy, however, felt a bit worried and sent a text to Maisie.

Meanwhile, Alaric escorted Stella back to her room, his tone remarkably gentle.

"Stella, you sleep in your own bed tonight. I'm going to go help your mommy give you a little brother."

Stella's eyes sparkled with sheer excitement.

"Daddy, did you and Mommy really make up? Are you really going to give me a baby brother?"

"Of course."

Alaric lovingly ruffled the little girl's hair. "So you can't come bother us tonight, understood?"

"Okay! You and Mommy work hard on making me a little brother. I promise I won't bother you. I'll be a good girl and go straight to sleep."

"Good."

Alaric waited until he personally saw the child tucked into bed before turning out the light and shutting the door.

When he went downstairs, he found Ivy sitting on the sofa, still typing away on her phone. He walked over and sat beside her.

"Who are you chatting with this late?"

Ivy put her phone away and quickly explained.

"Maisie said they won't be coming back tonight. They're staying over at the Miller family estate."

"Got it. Let's head to our room, then."

Alaric reached out, pulling her up and leading her toward the stairs.

Walking beside him, Ivy felt her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

She knew exactly what Mr. Foster had in mind.

But she was pregnant.

She was still in the fragile early stages, which meant any kind of intimacy was completely off the table.

She desperately needed an excuse to turn him down.

Ivy watched as Mr. Foster flawlessly guided her past Stella's door and straight toward the guest bedroom he had been using.

She didn't say a word as she followed him inside.

It wasn't until they were sitting on the edge of the bed and Mr. Foster leaned in for a kiss that she turned her head, quickly blurting out a warning.

"We're in someone else's house. I was always taught that it's bad luck for a married couple to do 'that' when staying over at someone else's place."