Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Curling herself up and shaking her thin shoulders, Waverly cried heartbreakingly,

but also felt wronged and sad, which made people shed tears. After several gulps in his throat, Wyatt also felt his nose turn sour. Slowly, he squatted down

resolutely.

"Waverly..."

"Don't touch me again!"

Like a child who was throwing a tantrum, Waverly pushed him away. She sobbed and her emotions, which had just calmed down, reached a climax again. Her hands were stained with mud and blood. Her crying made her little face look like a tabby cat; pitiful and funny.

Wyatt took a step forward and smirked. He reached out and forcefully pressed the ugly crying into his chest.

The sudden warmth instantly warmed Waverly's cold and fragile heart, which was tired and hurt. She pounded twice and couldn't help leaning against the ground. Waverly pulled his clothes and cried like a child whose candy had been taken away.

Wyatt brushed away the dry leaves from her hair and hugged her gently. "Alright, it's alright now. Don't cry, okay?"

Wyatt wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye. Then, he picked her up.

She choked on her breath and had no strength left. She harrumphed twice and Waverly ceased struggling. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed herself against his body, cleaning her face.

Along the way, he carried her all the way to the car. Wyatt's hands were stiff, but he did not say anything. He ordered the driver to drive home directly. After the car was turned around, Waverly looked out of the window with a somewhat silly expression.

Did she run so far away?

Then, why couldn't she escape him?

She usually drove directly when she went out. After all, she didn't live here for a long time. Waverly was actually not familiar with the road outside the door. What's more, at night, she was in a panic and chose some roads in the grassland and scenic spots. In fact, she didn't know that she was walking in the opposite direction around the rich district, two or three kilometers away. In fact, she hadn't even run out of the real gate, but had been wandering in the park.

She was like a bird in a cage, leaning on the window and blinking her big eyes. As she raised her hand, Wyatt rubbed her messy hair.

Sitting straight, Waverly looked back and glared at him. Her eyes were red and her nose was red. At this time, the car also drove into the house, and the door slowly opened. Wyatt once again reached out to hold her down, holding her neck. Waverly didn't want to walk. She was tired. It was true that she didn't have shoes on her feet. Of course, it was true that she was tired!

Without saying anything, Wyatt stiffened his arms and carried her all the way back to her room.

When he placed her on the bed, Wyatt's breathing was obviously heavy. Feeling something, Waverly bit the corner of her lips and glanced at him.

"You deserve it."

No one him be a hero and chase her back!

Things became more relaxed after talking about them all. Together with all the ups and downs, Waverly was rarely in a good mood at this moment.

Wyatt pinched her little face and smiled. Then he unconsciously knocked on her arm and turned to the other side of the cabinet.

After catching sight of his little trick, Waverly hid her little feet and secretly glanced at his back.

He must be exhausted holding her along the way! After all, she was a living person weighing hundreds of pounds, and the princess hug was the most tiring! It was these men who had to pretend to be a strong man and be a hero!

So, in the end, Waverly looked at his majestic back and said, "Serves you right!"

Who asked him to chase after her?

Wyatt carried a basin of warm water and a medicine bag and dipped a towel in the water. He first wiped the stains on her face, neck, and legs. He was careful when touching her wound. He wiped it carefully and rinsed it in the water again. Then he wiped her most seriously injured feet.

Whew... Whew...

Her instep was sensitive, plus her wound. Once the warm towel touched her, she would feel either pain or itch. Waverly's whole body was ticklish, so she could not sit still at once.

"No, don't. Don't wipe anymore."

As she twisted, she wanted to pull away her foot and dodge. She grabbed one of her sexy ankles and raised her hand. Wyatt patted her on the back of her ankle. "Now you know how uncomfortable it is? You deserve it!"

In order to avoid him, she had to run barefoot! Did she use the escaping technique learned from spy movies on him?

Wyatt held her down and insisted on wiping her clean!

Seeing that the little tabby cat had turned into a little princess, he was satisfied and put away his hands. He took the basin of towels and some instruments back

to the bathroom. When he came out, he saw someone wrapped in a quilt and rolled onto the bed. He picked up the medicine bag, and opened it. "Come here!"

Why did she wrap herself up like this?

Waverly shook her head and shrank her feet. She said in a sweet voice, "I don't need to apply ointment to the wounds. They're all scabbed."

Without even a drop of blood, there was no need to be so pretentious. After a nap,

it would definitely heal by itself. The more he rubbed, the more painful it would be. She would suffer for nothing!

"Now you're scared? What have you been doing?"

Wyatt sat down at the end of the bed after joking with her. He reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "Clean it up! It'll be fast!"

Waverly shook her head like a rattle-drum as she glared at him. However, her voice was contrary to her usual gentle tone, "It's more harm than good." The implication was not to clean it!

After a long time, they stood facing each other in the open space, neither of them willing to give way to the other.

Wyatt stretched out his hand, but it was too late. Seeing that she was wrapped in the quilt and shrank back a little, he shook his head and moved forward again. He pulled the quilt and dragged her over.

"Ah! Ah! Don't drag me!"

She roared like a pig being slaughtered, as if she had been tortured by life. Waverly beat him and pulled the quilt to wrap herself up, as if she had a sense of security.

Her eardrums began to buzz from the shock. She raised her hand to cover the corners of her lips. Wyatt narrowed his eyes and turned his head away. "Alright, stop screaming! Don't you know what I've done for you?"

Holding her in his arms, Wyatt stopped her crazy actions and pulled the quilt away. "Don't you feel hot?"

She shook her head. Although the quilt was pulled away, instinctively, Waverly's hand rolled it up and held it in front of him. All the movements were done in one go. Wyatt did not know how to react. He raised his hand and pinched her cheek dotingly.

"Why are you doing this?"

Wasn't it unnecessary? He won't harm her!

Looking at her cautious reaction, Wyatt couldn't help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart. She had grown up and become smart. Even though he was familiar with her, she knew how to protect herself. She was no longer stupid as she used to be, but she was more charming.

Waverly pursed her lips and mumbled, "If I don't, how can I defend myself?" Except for him, no one else dared to be so unscrupulous to her.

Their eyes met inadvertently, and the four looked at each other for a long time. Both of them did not move.

After this ordeal, both of them finally calmed down. They faced each other calmly and he held her hand. Wyatt held her in his arms again.

"Don't run away, don't make trouble. We can talk about such a big thing tomorrow, okay?"

At least wait for the sunrise!

The whole family was woken up from their dreams by her in the middle of the

night.

She was even more exhausted. Waverly yawned and nodded obediently. "Yes."

No grudge was more important than sleeping. Her mind was already in a mess.

Wyatt pulled her to lie down on the bed and naturally wrapped his arms around her. This time, he only moved gently and did not use much force. She adjusted her position and took in the warmth of his body. Waverly did not resist and obediently leaned against his elbow to enjoy the embrace of his body. They were satisfied and at ease, but they could sense each other's warmth and aura. Neither of them spoke much and they quickly fell asleep and slept soundly.

She didn't know if she was too tired or not, but Waverly actually slept very soundly. When she opened her eyes again, she woke up from hungen She instinctively rubbed her belly and hunched over her body. She still closed her eyes tightly and

didn't want to get up at all. She moved her body and then moved again, but she couldn't find something to lean against. She

slowly opened her eyes and she realized that next to her was empty.

The light in the room was still dark, regardless of day or night, but the threads ofnoveldrama

light shining through the gap of the curtain were already dazzling. Sitting up, her stomach protested before she stretched her lazy waist. Waverly's hand paused in the air, and a faint muffled laughter suddenly floated in the quiet air.

"Ha ha..."

She suddenly came to his senses. Waverly drew back her hand and looked

around subconsciously. "Huh? Is he still here?"

While Wyatt was thinking, the heavy

curtains had been slowly drawn

open. Facing the golden sunshine,a tall figure, who seemed to be a god, slowly came into sight. When Wyatt turned around, his cold face, the

corners of his mouth, the majestic posture and elegant movements, every movement and smile were like a close-up in a movie and television drama. It showed his charming temperament and noble spirit. In an instant, Waverly was really amazed by this scene.

So handsome!

This man looked like a real evildoer!

Before she could blush, Wyatt was already standing by her bed. He lifted his hand

and ruffled her bed-like hair. "Lazy pig, how lazy are you? You're so hungry, yet

you still aren't up?"

"Serves you right!"

Waverly pouted. She rolled her eyes at him because she was unhappy. "I can not

eat, but I can't not sleep. How can I be lazy?"

She was nagged as soon as she opened her eyes. She was unlucky!