Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 232

It was seven in the evening by the time she arrived.

Mrs. Gable was coaxing Stella into eating her dinner.

Seeing Ivy walk through the door, the housekeeper called out warmly,

"Mrs. Foster, you're back! Have you had dinner yet? Would you like a plate?"

Ivy nodded.

She walked over and took a seat across from the little girl.

Mrs. Gable hurried to the kitchen to fetch some silverware.

The dining room was left with just her and Stella.

Seeing the child's sullen demeanor made Ivy's heart ache. She softly called out,

"Stella, do you really not like me anymore?"

Stella lifted her head to look at her, but her gaze darted away evasively. She seemed afraid and refused to say a word.

Ivy couldn't understand how the sweet girl had changed so drastically.

She had just bumped her head; why did it make her hate her?

Stella didn't like her anymore, and Mr. Foster was sleeping with Elena. Moving forward, her only reason to stay in this house was for the money.

"Here you go, Mrs. Foster."

Mrs. Gable returned with a plate of food, sitting back down beside the child to coax her into taking another bite.

Then, she turned back to Ivy.

"Dr. Sinclair has moved out. I don't think she'll be returning to The Starlight Estate anytime soon, so you can rest easy."

As Ivy looked down at her meal, a lump formed in her throat, choking back her emotions.

Sure, Dr. Sinclair might not come back here, but that wouldn't stop Mr. Foster from going out to find her.

Now that they were actively together, they would likely flaunt it without a care in the world.

And what did that make her? Just a wife on paper.

She ate his food, lived under his roof, and it was she who had pushed for this marriage in the first place. What right did she have to dictate her husband's actions?

Ivy fought to face the harsh reality.

If she wanted Gemma to live, she had to swallow this humiliation and pretend nothing had happened.

Otherwise, she would be forced to drag her sister back to those inadequate, bloodsucking public wards.

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