Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 258

"If it's not what I think, then why refuse to cut ties with Alaric? Why keep this leverage over him? What am I to you? a backup plan?"

Mason's tone was ruthless. Before she could react, he snatched the black card right out of her trembling hand and stormed violently toward the door.

"Mason!"

Elena screamed his name, lunging forward to chase after him.

Alaric immediately stepped into her path, blocking her completely. "Until I get what is mine, don't even think about taking a single step out of this house."

Forced to a halt and watching Mason's retreating figure disappear out the door, Elena was beside herself with panic. She frantically yelled the truth at Alaric.

"Upstairs, in the guest room where I've been sleeping! Look under the blue and white porcelain vase! Both your antidote and Stella's are right there!"

Having confessed, she shoved past Alaric and sprinted toward the door.

Alaric didn't bother stopping her again. He turned and headed straight upstairs to retrieve the antidotes.

He wasn't worried about her running off.

Once he took his dose, he would test if it actually worked. If he was still impotent, he would hunt her down and make her pay.

If the antidotes were genuine, he was sending that woman straight to prison anyway.

Entering the upstairs guest room, Alaric lifted the vase and found exactly what he was looking for: two small packets.

One was a pill meant to neutralize the poison he ingested.

The other was a powder that needed to be diluted and injected into Stella.

Swallowing his antidote immediately, Alaric rushed straight to the apartment near the hospital.

By the time he walked through the door, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

Ivy was sitting on the floor, playing games with Stella.

Alaric strode into the room, dropping a single command to Ivy. "Put Stella to bed immediately, then come straight to our room."

Ivy was completely baffled.

He had clearly rushed back from outside, and while it wasn't incredibly late, she understood wanting the child to sleep.

But why was he ordering her into the bedroom?

While she sat there in confusion, Mrs. Gable hurried over and gently took Stella's hand.

"Come along, little miss, let's go wash up and get ready for bed, alright? Your daddy just got home and he needs Mommy to keep him company! Let Mommy go be with Daddy!"

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