Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

She had initially been stealing glances at the door with a guilty conscience. By the time she got up and left, Raynee regained her composure, to the point where she felt that there was nothing wrong with her actions.

If others could take advantage of her, why couldn't she do the same?

It didn't matter whether she succeeded or not. Anyway, it didn't cause her any loss! If she cast a wide net, would she not be able to capture a fish? She didn't believe that she was that unlucky!

After all, it was the first time she did such a thing. With guilt creeping into her heart, she ran out of the door in a hurry without hesitation, her flurried footsteps contrary to when she had entered the door.

On the other side, Wyatt, who was forced to hide, finally went to the guest room farthest away from the master bedroom. After closing the door, he sat on the sofa and was in a daze. His entire self drowned in melancholy.

How did such an incident happen on such a fine night? He couldn't return to his room, nor could he return to his bed!

In the world, the ones hardest to deal with and handle were exes! It didn't matter whether they continued to keep in touch or whether they had a deep past relationship because the party who initiated the breakup seemed to owe a debt that could not be repaid for the rest of their lives. No matter what one did, one would inevitably be labeled "heartless"!

How troubled!

Wyatt could not help but heave a long sigh as he knocked on his forehead. In the end, he withdrew a cigarette and lit it up as his gaze swept past the clock on the wall.

As soon as Raynee stepped out of the door, Waverly arrived.

Seeing that the lights in the hall were on, she pressed the doorbell. Soon, the butler, Mr. Johnson, showed up at the door. At the moment their eyes met, Mr. Johnson's eyes widened in surprise.noveldrama

"Miss Castle?"

Was it really her?

"I heard you were looking for me?"

What day was it that day?

That was close...

With a giggle, Waverly spoke up, "Mr. Johnson, I'm sorry to have you come over! Is Wyatt here? Has he slept yet? In fact, I'm here... Well, I want to give him a surprise!"

Waverly stuck her head out to look around the hall and went on to say with a blushing face, "Could... Could you let me in if he isn't asleep? If he is, I won't disturb him anymore! I'll come back another day."

After all, she had come over on a whim in the middle of the night. Although she was eager to meet him, deep down, Waverly did not want to act too willfully and provoke his disgust toward her. The main point was that she had no purpose in her visit, so she was not sure how he would react.

Mr. Johnson immediately understood that she was not there looking for Wyatt. In fact, she did not want him to inform Wyatt in advance!

Seeing how she carried two plastic bags in her hand but was understanding and considerate, she was a stark contrast to Raynee's aggressive attitude, who had just left. Moreover, knowing how Wyatt treated Waverly and that Raynee had left, Mr. Johnson turned sideways to invite her in without much consideration.

"All who's here are guests. Miss Castle, you're being too polite! Mr. Johnson isn't asleep. Please come on in."

While speaking, Mr. Johnson extended his hand forward and offered, "Let me help you carry the bags!"

A bright smile blossomed on Waverly's face as soon as she entered the door. "No need, no need. It's just some supper. It isn't heavy!"

As she was afraid of causing him trouble seeing how late it was, Waverly subconsciously sped up her pace. When she entered the door without any obstruction, she went straight upstairs and barged into Wyatt's room.

The door was half-opened. After circling the room and seeing that there was no one inside, Waverly was puzzled. She placed the supper aside and checked on the bathroom before turning around.

The lights were on, but he wasn't around. Was he busy in the study room?

She looked around and saw that the bed on one side had traces of him sleeping

in it. Waverly couldn't help but stick out her tongue. Did he get up after lying down? She came at the right time then!

She took off her small backpack and

put it aside in no hurry to disturb him. After placing the bag of late- night snacks aside, sewa small pot of flowers she picked up on the way. By the time she tidied the pot and wiped the dust off the white porcelain pot, Waverly's eyes curved in satisfaction.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

It was less than 50 dollars! She made a profit.

The flower buds were slightly blooming and full, revealing traces of pink. As she scrutinized the flowers, it seemed that pink bubbles were about to appear in her heart. She got up and carried the flowers to the bathroom.

"If I water it more, it won't wilt and will look better in the future! Pink is the color of

love. You can barely be regarded as a 'The Flower of Love'!"

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As soon as Wyatt returned to his room, he heard the sound of running water vaguely mixed with a woman's pleasant humming. His tracks came to an abrupt pause, and with a swift turn around, his face instantly darkened.

D*mn it!

What was she doing?

Didn't he tell her to leave?

Would she throw herself at him like those foolish women?

After a few strides, Wyatt rushed over. When he arrived at the door and saw a pair

of women's shoes on the ground, his face grew gloomier. He lifted his foot to step into the room, seething.

"Who let you in?"

She was washing the bathroom, and all of a sudden, Waverly was shocked by the growl. She threw away the shower head in her hand. With a shiver, she hurriedly turned off the tap with her face deathly pale.

After she swiftly returned everything to its original position, she hopped out of the bathroom with bare feet. She stepped on the carpet to dry her little feet with her head lowered. "Sorry, I'm leaving now!"

She hadn't expected such a reaction. Slightly down, Waverly knew that she had offended his taboo by coming over without an invitation!

Wyatt was immersed in a state of shock. Why was it her?

The shoe at the door belonged to her?

Seeing a small pot of flowers on the side of the bathtub and the traces of dirt on the ground, she must have been washing the dirt with a faucet. Had she been cleaning the bathtub?

Barefooted, Waverly ran to the door. Coming to his senses, Wyatt reached out and pulled her in for a hug with his voice softened. "Waverly, why are you here? I thought... someone broke into my room!"

Stroking her pale face, Wyatt couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Did I scare you? I did not yell at you on purpose!"

Holding her, Wyatt felt like he was dreaming. As if he had yet returned to himself,

he subconsciously stared at her face, being so nervous that his heart missed a

beat.

What was going on? Why did it turn into her?

Was he seeing things?

When did she arrive? Where was Raynee? Did they bump into each other?

"Why didn't you inform me when you came? I'm so happy to see you!" He had roared out loud before taking a better look at the figure in the bedroom.

After calming down, he realized that the clothes of the two women were completely different. Raynee was delicately dressed up, but Waverly was casually dressed in home clothes with the leg of her pants rolled up.