Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

As their eyes met, emotions in Wyatt's eyes swirled. After Waverly's well-behaved voice faded away, she did not say anything else. Instead, she shoved another strawberry into his mouth.

She knew that the incident that day was sensitive, and she should not ask more. It was better for her not to probe into it.

At the thought of the current situation, he should not be in the mood to look into her actions, nor should he be in the mood to do anything to her either. It was why right then, Waverly's state of mind was rarely calm. Deep down, she was worried about him, so she wanted to keep him company without probing into the incident. She ate a piece of fruit herself before raising another piece of fruit to his lips, yet Wyatt did not open his mouth.

Staring at the piece of apple on her fork, she wondered if he did not like it, so she put the piece of fruit into her mouth before changing it into a strawberry.

Although she had brought a large plate of fruit, she barely ate any of it throughout the whole night. Only after Wyatt returned to her side did her heart seem to have found its seat. That day, both of them reacted according to the situation. When Waverly came to her senses, she dared not recall the situation as she felt the lingering fear in her heart, but if she was given another chance, she figured she would do the same thing. She would not allow anything to happen to him if help was within her ability.

On the sofa, the two exchanged glances. Waverly talked non-stop, while Wyatt fixed his intent gaze on her. The blood all over his body was boiling with excitement.

His woman, his Waverly, was indeed beautiful, smart, sexy, and charming!

The strength in his hands increased. As he lowered his head, Wyatt moved closer to her alluring lips. Seeing the black shadow before her eyes enlarged in an instant, Waverly's reflective reaction was to purse her lips and place the fruit tray aside with one hand, while her other hand lifted to cover her lips. Her eyes widened in an instant.

What was he going to do?

She had just eaten some fruits!

Subconsciously, she pointed at the plate of fruits. The implication was not only to tell her not to drop the plate but also to remind him that she had not brushed her teeth!

Wyatt, who was full of energy, couldn't care less. He caressed her cheeks while his passionate kiss came aiming for her lips.

Even if she was forced into a kiss, Waverly insisted on the thought that with the incident that had happened during the day, he was in a bad mood and would not be in the mood for sex. She decided to bear with it and persuaded herself with the thought that it would pass in no time. In addition, she had pissed him off. To disperse his anger, she would allow him to take advantage of her!

Wyatt's mood was indeed gloomy, but little did Waverly know that when a man was in a bad mood, lack of interest was merely on the outlook. Making out was another method for him to vent his frustrations. That night, from the sofa to the bed, Waverly did not know how she got through the night. When she closed her eyes, she wanted to cry but had no tears, wallowing in regret.

Why didn't she reject it? Why didn't she speak? Why did she eat fruits instead of garlic and onions?noveldrama

Stupid! Stupid!

Men should not be provoked when they were in a bad mood. Why did she want to stay with him and comfort him? Had she been out of her mind?

He was full of vigor without appearing to be someone who needed comfort. Wasn't she the one who needed comfort?

She sobbed.

After answering Wyatt's call, Trevor's expression turned grave. He did not leave his phone for the entire night, whether it was in the study or in the bedroom. On the bed, he was seen typing on the charging phone after hanging up a call. Victoria could sense an unprecedented abnormality.

When it was twelve o'clock, she saw him turn on the bedside lamp. Being the light sleeper she was, she slowly opened her eyes. "Trevor, is there anything wrong?"

Trevor turned off the lamp after he hurriedly shut off the phone. "It's nothing. Did I wake you up?"

Knowing that she was a light sleeper and had no sense of security, Trevor reached out and held her in his arms before lowering his head to kiss her forehead, "I'm afraid that there is leaked confidential information from a huge project... It's nothing. Just close your eyes and sleep."

Those were spam messages. Usually, his cell phone would be muted from midnight to five in the morning, but that day, he turned on vibration mode and wanted to check the messages once his screen brightened up.

"All right."

After a low mutter, Victoria rested one hand on his waist and snuggled in his arms. "It doesn't affect me. You can do whatever you want, but you must let me know... Don't leave me worrying."

The drowsiness loomed over her. Soon, Victoria closed her eyes. She was well aware of the fact that he would rest well only when she fell asleep.

Patting her lightly, Trevor exerted more force in his hands without realizing it. Even after closing his eyes for some time, there was not a trace of sleepiness. It was the second time. Things weren't simple!

With his status and power, he could receive convenience in certain affairs, but living in the world, he had to follow the rules of the world and the country. If a prince broke the law, he would be as guilty as a commoner, let alone them. If he was found out to have hidden or taken drugs in private, he could pay a little money to smooth it over once and twice to get away with it. If he was being arrogant, however, no matter what his status was, it was impossible for him to stop the public from debating and gossiping about his actions, let alone enjoy any privilege. Else, it was likely to stimulate public anger!

The opponent wanted him dead!

His mind was filled with the scene of Wyatt calmly describing how he had been left with no choice but to burn the car down that day. For a long time, Trevor failed to calm down. According to what Wyatt had said, it seemed that it was fortunate for Waverly to be around that day and discover it in advance, so they came up with such a plan.

If Wyatt hadn't taken his car away, he would have been the one left alone on the road. Even if he was lucky enough to discover the white package and think of burning the car down, it was nearly impossible for him to do it alone. It was too difficult for a man driving on the road alone to get off the car in an above-board manner and ignite the car, not to mention move the car away from the crowd to avoid hurting the innocent!

Back then, he had been lucky, but right then, he was luckier. It was too close! The crux of the matter was that Wyatt had almost been implicated!

Opening his eyes, Trevor took a deep breath, feeling under great pressure. Who on earth had such a big feud with him?

Was it because of the lost formula?

No!

He had gotten the formula back, not to mention how it was half the piece. Strictly speaking, he found it by ĕ chance, not snatched or destroyed. At least for the time being, it wasn't as exaggerated. It was reasonable to say that he should not be the only one responsible for it. The duo who stole his bracelet and formula made things complicated. They did it purely for money. Not to mention that they didn't know the inside story, but they should understand the seriousness after getting to know everything better. They couldn't make fun of their lives and joke about it. Strictly speaking, the issue was not well known to all. A normal person wouldn't use such a method that would cause both parties to suffer a loss.

That said, the two incidents were obviously related to the formula. It seemed too farfetched to say that they had nothing to do with each other. Who was it that put so much effort and openly schemed against him?

After racking his brains out, Trevor could not make sense of it. In the end, he closed his eyes and dozed to sleep in extreme tiredness.

An even breathing sound came from the top of her head. Victoria's long eyelashes fluttered slightly before they went motionless once more.

The next day, Victoria was awakened by a faint buzzing. When she opened her eyes, the light in the room was slightly dim. Her body leaned to one side as she held onto a ball of the quilt. It seemed that it was stuffed into her arms, while the figure on the side of the bed was nowhere to be found.

Slowly sitting up, she went in the direction of the sound. She got out of bed and slowly walked to the bathroom on the side with the door half-closed. Holding the phone, Trevor's voice filled with rage was suppressed.

"What are you doing? How did you allow others to investigate our artists? Are those from the financial department dumb? Don't they know when it is?"

"You're telling me that something is wrong with the accounts at such a moment? Now that the government is calling for tax reform, don't you know how serious tax evasion is?" "All right, don't bother explaining! I don't care what method you use. Stop the artist's news from spreading for two days! If it doesn't work, fire her off to protect ourselves! How did you recruit the artists? How could we have signed a contract and spent our resources on such a brainless woman? Call Holger and tell him to deal with this issue! In the future, disobedient and foolish women should stay away from us, even if they are fairies! Does she think that ten million

dollars can be regarded as a hundred million dollars just by

writing one zero less? Are banks and

tax bureaus all useless?"

Idiot! Did she want him dead?

"Put all the work at hand aside! All the accounts have to be settled within two days

to make sure that there is no tax evasion. No matter who's here to investigate, it

has to be legitimate. Do you understand?"

"I don't care who you'll go looking for or what method you take! In short, all accounts, do you understand?"

"If you make another mistake, go home and wait for my legal letter. Don't think

about calling me! Not even the deities can save you!"

"Got it!"

"I'll head over to the company right away! Come to my office at eight o'clock!"

When he locked the phone, Trevor felt his head throbbing. One wave came

charging for him after another. The bunch of troublemakers, did they want him dead?

After taking a few deep breaths, Trevor turned around and saw Victoria standing at the door.

Frowning and turning around, he pressed the flushing bottom before heading out. "Did I disturb you? Why don't you sleep a little while longer?"

The gloominess and depression were swept away as if nothing had happened. Trevor's voice revealed his gentleness and concern as always. With the corners of her lips curled into a smile, Victoria's heart softened.

She had been standing at the door for some time. His anxiety and repression were in sharp contrast to the gentle voice. In such a situation, he remained to care

for her. Perhaps nothing was more touching for her than the current carefulness in taking her feelings into consideration.

She held his hand and went straight to the point.

"Go look for Wyatt! Waverly is a professional accountant, and she's proficient in computer science! I've

seen her do accounting. As long as she understands the key points, she be accurate and fast a

completing her work. For work

others can't complete in one week,

she can finish it in one day! At work, she spends one hour working among the eight hours in the office.

Half an hour for her to think about it, and half an hour for her to get down to work. She spends the rest of the time leisurely minding her own business. She's working purely to get in touch with new things, interact with others, and spend her time meaningfully. If someone familiar could be by her side to answer her questions and save her time to ponder on the main points, I think

she'll get a hang of it in a shorter

period!"

Gripping his hand tightly, Victoria went on to say.

"With your relationship with Wyatt, the relationship between Wyatt and Waverly,

and my relationship with Waverly, she will try her best to help you out!"