Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 9

That night, Ivy stayed by Stella's bedside the entire time.

Fortunately, Stella didn't have any more stomach issues and slept soundly until morning.

In the morning, after helping Stella wash up, Ivy led her downstairs and saw Alaric already seated in the dining room.

Ivy walked over with Stella and gave a respectful nod. "Good morning, Mr. Foster."

"Morning."

Alaric didn't even glance at her, his eyes focused entirely on the child.

"Stella, does anything else hurt?"

The little girl shook her head and turned her bright eyes toward Ivy.

"With Mommy by my side, everything is perfect."

She even pointed to the empty seat next to her. "Mommy, sit next to me."

Ivy kept her gaze fixed on Alaric.

Only after he gave a faint nod of approval did she take her seat.

Throughout the meal, Ivy didn't dare to look up.

Even though she thought the man sitting opposite her in his sharp suit was as impossibly handsome as a male lead straight out of a movie, she didn't dare stare at him for too long. Her heart was racing erratically, making her movements as she ate seem terribly clumsy.

Every single one of her actions fell under Alaric's scrutiny, and he couldn't help but scoff inwardly.

What an impressive act, pretending to be a naive, innocent little girl.

Did she think this routine would convince him she was pure and untainted?

Not a chance.

A woman who used saving his daughter as leverage to demand marriage and a settlement the very first time they met.

There was absolutely nothing innocent about her intentions.

Alaric really wanted to see just how long she could keep up this timid, cautious facade.

"Find some time to get your driver's license. When you're free, you can start picking Stella up and dropping her off at school."

Alaric stood up and dropped the command. "I'll transfer the money for the license to you."

Ivy was taken aback.

By the time she looked up, the man was already walking away.

Otherwise, they probably would have had a fourth or fifth sister.

Ivy knew the origins of Hope and Faith were rooted in their parents' backward, patriarchal mindset. So, when her sisters started high school, she went with them to the police station to legally change their names.

Her sister was renamed Hazel.

At home, however, their parents still referred to them as Hope and Faith.

Knowing how brilliant both her younger sisters were, Ivy secretly vowed that no matter how exhausted she got or how hard things were, she would save enough money to put them through college.

"Ivy, I... I want to buy a laptop, but I don't have the money."

Gemma's apologetic voice drifted through the line. Terrified her sister would refuse, she quickly added,

"Just consider it a loan. Once I start making money, I'll definitely pay you back."

Ivy didn't care about the repayment.

They were sisters; there was no need to keep score. But what did a high schooler need a laptop for?

Ivy reasoned with her, "You're in high school right now, right in the middle of preparing for the college entrance exams. Buying a laptop will only distract you from your studies."

"But I want to write articles and post them online. Ivy, please, can you just buy me a laptop? I promise it won't affect my grades."