Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



What did that mean?

Following his line of sight, Waverly saw him pushing the strap of her clothes up.

Did he think that she was wearing too little?

Looking at the bright flowers in her arms, Waverly felt sweet in her heart. Except for her father and brother, it seemed that it was the first time that someone had said something like that to her!

A little beauty who was looked after!

Looking at him, for the first time, she focused her attention on Wyatt. "This man seems to be good!"

Generally speaking, in this case, a man should be eager for her to wear as little as possible. In fact, this style was not her preference at all. However, people were really good at changing. She never thought that one day she would be associated with such words as "fox spirit" and "bad woman". However, reality broke all her fantasies and dreams, and her good intentions did not gain much sincerity. Presently, she let nature take its course, and there was not much loss and unhappiness! What virtuous and gentleness? It was all bullsh*t to men, haha!

She didn't know if his first love had ruined him or the mistress had knocked her awake. At this moment, she really felt that being a bad woman was not bad. At least, she was happy!

And now, she not only lived a good life but also married one of the men who was popular in Casterwich City. She was looked up to by girls. Whether it was for real or acting, at least in the eyes of outsiders, they should be jealous!

Therefore, in the future, she would never do anything stupid and give without asking for anything in return. Her efforts, especially in terms of feelings, could not be less than what she could get. Her bottom line had to be achieved! She had better abilities than others, and her feelings were not something that came from the streets. How could it be free?

"Come, let's eat!"

The styled private room, the comfortable private seats, and the aroma of incense had already been lit. Stepping in was already a very beautiful enjoyment. After ordering their meals, Waverly also specially added a small cake and ice cream.

Just as she put a piece of steak into her mouth, a deep voice came from the opposite side.

"For steak, I like to eat it medium-rare and it must only have the taste of black pepper. Others like red wine sauce, mushroom sauce, etc. The so- called new BBQ sauce, all of them are not welcome."

"Ooh!"

Looking up at the elegant man eating steak on the opposite side, she felt so weak that she wanted to vomit. "It's happening again!" She thought to herself.

Their eyes met and after a pause, Wyatt continued.

"I like steak, but I don't like pasta with side dishes! I like Chinese food, French food, and Spanish cuisine. I can somewhat accept Japanese sashimi and Korean barbecue!"

What did what he likes to eat have anything to do with her? Why did he say so much to her? Was it...

The thought flashed through Waverly's mind. Sure enough, a bolt of lightning struck her. "You have to remember that it's best if you can find someone who's worth fighting for! That's why you have to learn their ways!"

"Oh..."

With a long ending sound, she nodded. Waverly's heart was filled with thousands of bold and unrestrained "bitter moments" that were already lining up. Sure enough, steak cannot be eaten in vain, nor can a gossip lover be for nothing!

"I prefer red wine. It's just that the production of this wine is limited, and it's not very common on the market. Most of them are part of collections! It's okay to drink this kind of ordinary red wine occasionally outside. Unfortunately, we're having top-grade Australian wagyu, so if we changed to red wine, it would be more delicious..."

She picked up the wine glass and took a sip. As her eyes fell on her red, plump lips, he frowned slightly.

"Ooh..."

She nodded in agreement. Waverly ate a lot, but she kept thinking in her mind, "Burn the bags and forks! Do you still have to be picky about the ten thousand dollar wine? They all taste the same anyway!"

Could it be that the rich childes were all copied and pasted in the same way?

He was exactly the same as her

brother. Their clothes and shoes were custom-made by the same brand, and they were basically the same color as each other; they even teased her by touching her hair. Wyatt only liked one type of red wine, but her brother liked Lafite, there was also a cab of various vintage wines in the house. He didn't like this one nor the others. It was also the one that she didn't like when eating. Eight times out of ten, a steak would feel too tough or too tender, and the other two times, it's too expensive for red wine or sauces. It was such a delicious thing, yet he was still being picky. It was obviously a good thing!

They should be sent to the desert or prairie to starve for days. Let's see if they're still picky.

He kept talking about his likes and

dislikes all the way, which made her feel sick. They ate the meal, but she listened to the point that she had calluses in her ears. She put a pièce

of steak in her mouth and chewed it

им

UMS

hard!

In the next second, he rolled her eyes and admonished, "Slow down! You'll choke. Be elegant!"

As if in response, Waverly intentionally stuffed two more mouthfuls and chewed hard to make a sound.

Even though he had caught sight of her childish behavior, Wyatt still smiled and mumbled, "Don't dress like a butterfly from now on; it's vulgar!" Which normal man would marry someone like her? Even if he can afford to do it, he won't feel at ease at home! Even if he is crazy about s*x, he can't be tasteless!

Wyatt looked around and spoke.

"Don't dye your hair, don't put on heavy makeup, don't put on overly fancy accessories, don't wear all your accessories at once. Don't look like a carp.

Your clothes can't be too tight, and

your skirt can't be above your knees. Don't have shoes that are more than eight centimeters high. Also, you must be decent when you eat, walk, and talk in the future. Don't act like you don't have any bones!"

The more he looked at her, the more he felt that she had to change.

For a moment, Waverly had a headache. She did not know where to pick it up. On one hand, she was furious when he heard that. She raised her hand, put down the knife and fork, threw down the napkin, and stood up directly.novelbin

Initially, he thought she was going to the washroom. When his eyes fell on her, he found that she was carrying a bag in her hand. Without hesitation, he turned around and grabbed her wrist.

"What are you going to do?"

Waverly pushed his hand and looked unhappy. "I'm going home! If you don't even let me eat well and I can't serve you, Wyatt, please find someone else!"

She waved her hand and was about to leave. He couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. "Waverly..."

Before he could get up, she had already stumbled and half-knelt on his leg, hitting him hard. The corners of her lips rose up and she mocked him.

"Let me go! The powerful Mr. Johnson is so high and mighty, I, a third-rate character, can't take it!"

He chose his lover with the eyes of picking a wife. She was a contract lover in name only. He must have a screw loose in his head.

Wyatt immediately lost his temper when she flung herself at him. He compromised and said, "Alright, you win!"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In the next second, her arms were wrapped around his neck, and she did not forget to compliment him. "Hehe, the Fourth Master is the Fourth Master, the prime minister can support the boat!"

At the door, Qurina inadvertently took a look at this scene; it was her?

With her back to Wyatt and the music blaring in the private room, she could neither see the man's face nor hear the two of them talking, but she saw Waverly sitting on the man's body, unrestrained...