Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1521



If she had known that going round and round would bring her back to the starting point, why would she have gone this far and caused things to become so terrible? Not only had she caused Jake to be implicated, but she had also caused her situation to become more and more awkward?

She pressed her lips together. In that instant, Waverly hated Wyatt to death!

Why did he treat her like this? Why did he have to push her into a situation that was beyond redemption? Why did he have to destroy the peace and life she wanted to live?

What had she done to him?

She was so angry that she turned off the webpage angrily and pulled back her thoughts.

"B*stard! If you don't allow me to make a choice or make me happy, then you can go to hell with me! Wyatt, you forced me. From now on, I'm hanging on to you. I'll be shameless. I'll use every possible means to make you suffer. I'll also let you have a taste of not being able to stay with the people you want!"

After making up her mind, Waverly cheered up again. She finished her work quickly, and then carefully read the lawyer's suggestion materials. When the bell rang after work, she picked up the powder box and went to the bathroom.

"Hey, are you going on a date? Hee hee."

A teasing head popped up in front of the mirror, and her bright eyes were almost shining. Seeing Xena, she turned to look at her. Waverly was shocked and drove her away with her elbow.

"Go, go, over there, don't hinder me!"

"Why are you still afraid of seeing me?"noveldrama

After taking two steps back, Xena nodded seriously and made a "come on" gesture with her finger raised. "Well, well, well, don't look, give way to the great beauty Waverly! But Miss Waverly, I think you should put on lipstick more! Your skin is fair enough, really!

Sincere advice!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the other side. She narrowed her eyes and looked through a mirror. Waverly responded with a faint smile.

How could she know his intentions?

She had just put a bit of foundation, but she didn't dare to say too much. Since he was willing to be persuaded, then it was throwing the blame!

After putting on the foundation, she inadvertently raised her eyes and looked at Xena's gaunt face in the mirror again.

Indeed, what she lacked most now was her complexion!

Everyone could see that she needed lipstick on her face!

After thinking for a while, Waverly turned her lipstick over again. "I can't let him see it's a trick, otherwise, the effect will be greatly reduced!"

Waverly had two lipsticks and chose an uncommon shade of orange. She looked thinner and more sickly!

"Well, that's what I want!"

In this way, even if her makeup was discovered, he would not think that she was deliberately making him feel sorry!

After packing up her bag, Waverly left the company. She also chose not to have dinner and went straight to Wyatt's mansion. She was sure that he would definitely not go on a business trip recently, so the chance of returning home was very high!

Not having dinner was indeed the most effective way to lose weight. It was just a few days, and she could clearly feel that she was thinner.

As in the past, Waverly still chose the same place when she arrived at the door, so she didn't treat her badly. She spread the newspaper on the floor and sat down. When she was bored, she took out her mobile phone and played games. Although, it was simply boring to play, and she didn't want to play again and again.

Naturally, if the Johnson family's butler didn't know about this from the start to the next day, then he would have neglected his duty. However, Waverly was seated at the door, neither knocking nor asking questions. For a moment, the butler didn't know whether he should go up and strike up a conversation with her.

Every half hour, he would come to the door, intentionally or unintentionally, or call the guard.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Even though it was already early spring, the cold wind at night was still rough. Waverly didn't wear much for this day, but she was still shivering from the cold. She didn't want to torture herself like this, but she knew very well that she didn't have much time left. She wanted to capture Wyatt as soon as possible.

So when she was so cold that her teeth were chattering, she would rather the tears freeze in the corner of her eyes than leave.

From time to time, there would be the sound of the door opening, the car closing, and someone walking in and out. But from the beginning to the end, she did not raise her head. She just huddled in the corner and played with her mobile phone. Or, she lowered her head and stared at her shoes in a daze, as if she was waiting for someone, or not, in a lonely way. No one could figure out whether it had anything to do with the mansion in front of her.

Only the people who came in and out, whether they were visiting guests or servants, would glance at them unconsciously.

Time passed slowly. When it was almost 10 o'clock, the phone was out of power, and even the portable battery charger was used up. Her fingertips felt cold and her blood seemed to be frozen. She vaguely knew that that day might not be the end. The colder her body was, the stronger the hatred in her heart was.

But time passed slowly. Even if it was just for a minute, she stubbornly did not leave in advance. Her eyes fell on the watch on her wrist. Just when she thought that this day of misfortune was in vain, a sudden noise of the car came. Unconsciously, she raised her head Seth turned in the direction and caught sight of a familiar figure. Subconsciously, the corner of his lips curled up. "Replaying the same trick? He's finally here!"

Fortunately, he was here. Otherwise, his workload would have increased!

He looked back for a while and said, "President, do you want to go in?"

As he was looking through his phone's number, Wyatt was obviously stunned. As long as it was not a formal occasion, Seth would always call him Wyatt. He subconsciously raised his head when he heard this.

"Yes."

When he was about to call someone to send the documents out, he looked up and saw a conspicuous figure in the corner. It was a group of people sitting in a squatting position, but it was difficult for him to ignore the red and black figures under the lights.

Wyatt's heart suddenly jumped to his throat. Without thinking, he said,

"No, stop at the door!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wyatt put his phone back on. He knew very well that he had not

received any information or callset

from her for the past two days. It turned out that she was waiting for him somewhere else. He almost thought that she had given up!

All of a sudden, Wyatt's eyes seemed to come alive as if they had been poisoned.

The car slowly stopped, and Wyatt first looked sideways and said, "Go in with me to get it! I'll ask the driver to send you there later!"

Yes, besides him, there was another woman in the back seat, Fionne, who was at the dinner party that day.

Originally, he wanted to ask someone to send the contract and take it away. In an instant, Wyatt changed his mind and then turned to the driver's seat.

"Drive the car! Come and pick me up tomorrow morning!"

"All right!"

Opening the door, Wyatt took

Fionne's hand in a rare gentleman's way. She was truly flattered, and the smile on his face couldn't be concealed at all. Just as she thought out of

that she was about to expthought

luck, an unexpected figure suddenly appeared in her eyes. Seeing Wyatt's line of sight, Fionne was instantly enlightened. She glanced in the direction of Waverly, but her smile only paused for a moment before continuing.

"Mr. Johnson, are you treating me to a cup of coffee? I only drink Mandheling!"

Mandheling coffee was produced on Sumantara island in the west of Indzia. It smelled good and had a bitter taste. She liked to drink without milk and sugar! He had always thought that this woman was smart, and it was as expected. "There is whatever you want! I can also send you a few jars for you to take home!"

Wyatt's lips curled into a smile as he signaled her. His gaze met and the woman's arm had already latched onto his arm. Then, the two of them entered the room together through the door.

Watching the two people leave intimately, Waverly gritted her teeth,

He brought a woman home?

B*stard!

"There's obviously a new target that he's proud of. Why are you still trying to get involved in her life and not letting me off?"

Unprecedented hatred had sprouted within her. However, Waverly could not

explain her feelings at this moment. Was it because he had framed Jake, or was it because he had brought another woman home!

She had been watching the two people enter the room and the lights in the room on the second floor of the mansion. She looked at the pointer on her wristwatch. After ten o'clock, she slowly turned around and suddenly stopped.

Her cell phone was dead and she couldn't make a beep. She still had to go out! Because she couldn't wait in the car, that day, she was the taxi driver.

She dragged her cold body and let the cold wind blow in the late night. Step by step, she felt like sharp needles were pricking her skin. Every step she took was painful, and the hatred in Waverly's heart grew.

The mansion area was far from the road. After twenty minutes, she got a taxi and

left dejectedly.

Back home, Wyatt did order the

servants to make a cup of coffee for Fionne. He prepared desserts for her and went upstairs on his own. He turned on the lights in his bedroom and went to the study to get her contract. After deliberately dawdling for a while, he went downstairs with a pen and paper.

When she signed in front of him, he handed it over. "Sixty million. I'll pay you three

times. With this contract, you can decide how many girls you want!"

This was the contract for his private involvement in film and television plays. To

put it bluntly, this was purely an exchange condition with her!

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr.

Johnson! I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

"I should thank you for your pleasant cooperation!"

He liked smart women! She helped him get Mr. Hank's contract and he supported

her new play!

He wanted her to stay a little longer, but the eyelids of Wyatt kept twitching when

he drank a cup of coffee. He was in a daze and all kinds of thoughts ran through

his mind.

Did she care? Would she really, really hate him in the future?

Was it wrong for him to bring a woman home?

Would she reject him?

Would they go further and further?


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