Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Sweeping the mess all over the floor, Maaike angrily pulled her arm with tears in his eyes. "They are here to make trouble. Why did you give them money?"

It was a bad day. It was disaster after disaster. It was a waste of time!

Carolien forced a smile and said calmly, "Since you know it's a scheme, then you should know why I did this!"

It was easy to settle things with money! The longer the stalemate, the greater the loss they would suffer.

Her gentle gaze swept across the mess on the floor and Carolien's heart started to bleed.

Maaike moved his lips in an aggrieved way and held Carolien in his arms. He said in a tearful voice, "Carolien."

Carolien brushed her hair, which was still stained with the smell of alcohol, and patted her small hand. When she was about to say something, suddenly a familiar ringing of the cell phone was heard. Seeing that it was a strange number, she did not think too much and pressed the answer button.

"Hello!"

The next second, a familiar and coquettish voice sounded in her ear, "Carolien-" Carolien was shocked and unconsciously looked at Maaike, frowning almost completely. "Mr. Crouch? Why are you calling so late at night?"

Mr. Crouch had been pestering her for almost three months, which made her so annoyed that she was his target. Every now and then, he would use a strange number to harass her. It was really annoying. He was a man who was fussy, sticky, and weird. He also liked to take advantage of women. In the whole nightclub, both men and women hated him. The only good thing about him was his wallet and he was a frequent visitor. So, she couldn't offend him too much.

"Of course, I miss you! Carolien, it feels like I haven't seen you in three years! I miss you so much every day. I miss you so much that I can't eat or drink. I'm turning into skin and bones! Why are you still in Misty's? Carolien, women are born to be pampered by men. Why do you work so hard?"

"Carolien, you don't have to work so hard as long as you're willing! You know what I mean, don't you?"

"Carolien, I really like you! Unlike ordinary men, they like young and beautiful girls. I appreciate your maturity and sexiness! Every night I miss you so much that I can't sleep!"

"In fact, it doesn't matter whether a woman gets married or not. The key is to find someone to rely on! What's the point of showing up so hard at a nightclub? If you deal with some unruly men from time to time, you will suffer from injustice. Wouldn't it be easier to find a man?"

"Carolien, as long as you promise me, I can meet all your requirements! I really miss you. Ah, give it to me!"

...

As expected, after the phone call, the man started to say something disgusting. For a long time, Carolien could not get a word in and did not say anything. There were also some messages on the phone. Strange sounds were heard. For a while, goosebumps crawled all over her body. In the past, she would still deal with it. That day, she was in a bad mood. She shook her hand and made a sound. Carolien directly turned off the phone and her expression became more and more terrible.

"Shameless!"

"Carolien, are you alright?"

Maaike's slightly timid voice came and she suddenly came to her senses.

Carolien restrained her emotions and shook her head. "There are not many guests. Let's close early today! I'll go wash up first, and you can get off work after tidying up!"

"All right!"

Carolien turned around and returned to the room in the back. Carolien hid in the bathroom and washed her face. Looking at the pitiful and miserable figure in the mirror, she couldn't stop crying. Covering her mouth, she collapsed to the ground. "Boohoo, I'm so tired. I'm really tired..."

She couldn't stop her tears from falling, but she couldn't cry out loud. She couldn't collapse. She couldn't let people outside know how scared she was and how hard she struggled.

If she collapsed, how could this nightclub that relied on survival continue? How pessimistic and desperate those who relied on her would be?

For a long time, she looked up with her fists clenched and her red eyes hurt.

Suddenly, a "ping" sound came. It was a message that urged her to pay the bill. Looking down, she couldn't help but feel sad. She quickly calculated the final payment of 50,000 dollars and gave it to the other side.

30,000 dollars of return payment had just been put into her pocket, and it was gone before her eyes!

Knowing that it was not easy to ask for money, she would do whatever she wanted to do. Although there were debts between each other in business, as long as the other side asked for money, she would not owe anyone anything!

As soon as the matter was settled, her hand flipped through the paper and an unread bill came into her sight. The emotions that she had just calmed down suddenly flooded into her mind again.

The night club mortgaged more than 6,000 per month. This month's revenue was already not enough, nda they lost so much that night. What a misfortune!

God was too cruel!

This month was already so difficult. What should she do in the future?

There was still a strong smell of alcohol between her breaths. At this time, the number that had just been hung up flashed again. In an instant, it felt like her body was chained up with an unbearable weight. For the first time, Carolien felt heavy and breathless.

"It's that d*mn man again!"

What if what happened that day happened again in the future? Would she spend the rest of her life dealing with those looking for trouble, making trouble, extortion, and pestering her one by one?

"The economy has really come to such a bad end recently. One by one, everyone is taking risks and coming out of hiding."

Biting her arm, she suddenly burst into tears.

She didn't know how long she sat there. After getting up, Carolien took a shower and changed her clothes. She went to patrol the front hall and had supper with the shopkeeper. After packing up, she drove home.

Her small apartment was only two blocks away from the nightclub. It was very close. Although it was only 60 square meters, it was the most peaceful harbor in her heart. She opened the door carefully and turned on the small night light. When Carolien just sat down on the sofa, suddenly a soft little figure rushed over. "Carol, you're back! I missed you so much!"

The next second, with a "bang", a wet, hot kiss fell heavily on her.

Holding Alistair's small round body, the corners of Carolien's lips curled up into the most beautiful and pure smile. "Alistair, why aren't you sleeping at this late hour? Why are you not obedient anymore?"

Alistair wasn't even four years old yet. He had just entered kindergarten, so this was the time when he was pure and cute.

At this time, the nanny, Madam Aleena, also came out.

"Miss, you're back? Alistair wanted to wait for you. He was so tired but he was still playing. After napping for a while, he jumped up as soon as he heard the opening of the door. He's very clever! Haha, Miss, are you hungry? I'll cook you some food."

"No need, Madam Aleena. I've eaten! You must be tired after working the whole day! Go get some rest, I'll take Alistair to bed!"

She sent the servant away and brought the child back to his room. She carried him onto the bed and told him a story. After she finished reading a few sentences, the little fellow fell asleep in her arms. His little hand was still grabbing onto a piece of her clothes. She tooked at the angel-like beautiful baby in her arms and stroked the boy's black hair. At this moment, Carolien's heart calmed down completely after

being restless for a whole night. After pulling the quilt for the child, she went to the bathroom and took a hot bath. Her eyes distantly swept across the white and flawless body in the mirror and fell on the blue-stained wrist that was grabbed earlier. Vaguely, the scent filled her nose again. It was so strong that it made her want to vomit. Carolien's finger landed on a high shelf in front of her. A fiery red flower was looming on it.

In the bathroom, facing the mirror for a long time, Carolien's delicate face was covered with dust and loneliness when she walked out.

On the bedside, Carolien could not help but smile as she looked at the baby sleeping on the bed with a tiger plushie in his arms.

As soon as he pulled down his restless calves and tucked them into the corner of

the blanket, a soft voice suddenly came, "Hee hee, Mommy..."

Her body froze in an instant, and her heart seemed to have been severely hit by something. Her eyes fell on the tender face close at hand. She tightened her throat, and endless bitterness surged up.

"Carolien, I'm sorry. I can only entrust Alistair to you in the future."

"From now on, you two will depend on each other for survival. Take good care of

him and yourself!"

"... Raise him well. You have at least one companion in this world."

"Carolien, I'm sorry!"

"Leaving the nightclub to you should be enough for you to live for a period of

time!"

"Carolien, I love you, and I love Alistair. As long as you have a clear conscience, you don't have to ask too much for anything. When I am gone, I will watch over you in heaven and bless you! Remember, the more you work hard, the luckier you are. God will treat those who work hard well!"

"Life is not easy. Carolien, no matter what, you have to work hard to live! You have to believe that after the rain, there will be sunshine! Don't be afraid. Use your

brain. My daughter is so smart that she will not be defeated!"

"Good luck!"

Her mother's weak voice filled her mind. Her eyes fell on the bed. Her eyes werenoveldrama

blurry, but Carolien bit her lip. That night, she thought a lot and stayed at the

bedside until dawn.

When the first rays of the morning

sun shone in, Carolien had just wiped away the dried-up teardrops on her face. She glanced at the S-shaped diamond ring in her Hand and gently closed her eyes. She then carefully packed the red brocade box by the bedside table and stuffed it into the drawer at the bottom of

the bedside table.

Her fingertips paused for a few seconds, and finally, she picked up one of the documents. In the transparent file pocket, several.

pictures overlapping were fail

visible. In the messy crowd, aman in a suit and leather shoes was imposing. She frowned and turned

her eyes, and a pair of sharp black eyes narrowed dangerously on his cold face, like a sharp arrow-fully revealing everything!