Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 585

Alaric finally saw his daughter through the glass of the neonatal ICU.

She was impossibly tiny, her entire body barely thicker than his forearm. Lying bare in the incubator, she looked so terrifyingly fragile he felt a single touch would shatter her.

When Stella was first brought to him, she had been leagues larger than this.

How could she be so impossibly small?

Alaric felt a physical ache in his chest. After intensely interrogating the doctors to ensure she was out of immediate danger, he finally headed back to Ivy's room.

Ivy was sitting up against the pillows, finishing a light meal.

Seeing Alaric return with a somber expression, she couldn't even begin to guess what was running through his mind.

She nervously tested the waters.

"Are you... are you going to take her away?"

Alaric shot her a sharp look. "What the hell does that mean?"

Ivy stared up at him with pleading eyes.

"Please don't take her away from me. I can give her an amazing life. Just let her stay with me, please?"

Alaric immediately caught her drift.

So even with him standing right in front of her, she still had absolutely zero intention of coming back to Capital City with him.

Did she genuinely expect him to just play along, walk away, and let them live out here like nothing had happened?

They were still married, for Christ's sake.

Was the idea of living with him truly that repulsive to her?

A sour, bitter ache flared in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

"Ivy, if you hadn't given birth to my child, I might have just left you to rot out here."

"But this is my daughter. I'm not going to let her suffer out here in the middle of nowhere with you."

Ivy's breath hitched, her fingers instinctively curling into white-knuckled grips on the sheets.

Every nerve in her body snapped tight.

Just as she thought.

She was completely irrelevant to him.

If Xavier hadn't spilled the secret about the baby, Alaric would never have shown his face.