Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Holding the bag, Alicia paused. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but when she heard his words, she immediately understood.

Blushing in embarrassment, she said, "Stop exaggerating." If he felt that she could attract men's attention just by eating, then she should go on a hunger strike! After picking out a pack of jelly, Alicia's eyes shone with excitement. "Grape flavored, that's my favorite!"

She tore the wrapper open and started slurping on the jelly. With her free hand, she rummaged through the bag for another grape-flavored jelly.

Almost instantly, Frederick narrowed his eyes and hissed, "And no jellies as well!"

"Huh?"

Surprised, Alicia raised her head and said, "What?"

Unable to comprehend the matter, she was flustered.

Frederick's gaze fell on her luscious red lips as he said in a low voice, "You are not allowed to eat in front of any other man!"

Was it that her eating mannerisms would stimulate a man's desire?!

In that instant, Frederick understood. It was actually because of Alicia's lips. They were red and moist, full of temptation. When they moved, it was an incomprehensible seduction. It could make any man feel flustered, somehow!

Being continuously stared at, Alicia did not know how to respond all of a sudden.

Covering her lips, she glanced at him and said, "Honey! Can you stop doing this? I won't be able to eat anything!"

"Pervert!" Couldn't he just not think about that lewd stuff? Couldn't they just get along with each other happily? She initially wanted to eat more, but now, she was hesitant.

With her long eyelashes fluttering, and her rosy red cheeks, it made her look shy and charming. His rough fingers gently touched her soft ears, and quickly kissed her on her lips.

"It's the face you make when you are eating. It's too charming!"

She was really so charming! It was a pity that she was still very conservative regarding sex, and he did not have any fetishes. However, just fantasizing about her like that was extremely arousing!

blushing even more, Frederick pinched her cheeks and said, "Why

Her face was red and soft like a new born baby. She looked

"Honey..."

the ground would open up and swallow her whole. "What is wrong with him today?" she wondered. Not only did he give her weird looks, but he was even saying weird stuff! Frederick handed her a

could not help but smile as he held and watched her while

shared lots of

stuffed two more small packs into her pocket and suddenly reminisced being in her brother's arms when she was a child. When their parents hid the snacks, her brother would buy them for her or steal them for her. She had often sat on her brother's lap and ate them. Whenever she couldn't tear the snacks open, she would ask him for help.

about the love of being protected by a family member. The thought of her brother and his

wonder what has become of him? Where is he? Is he happy where he

her eyes and ate the last jelly she

he kissed her on her cheek. When he held her in his arms, it

work, Alicia tidied up her clothes and said, "It's time to go to work, I have to

you just let go of what happened in the morning? Your wife

"Mercy?"

already a great mercy for me that

caught lazing around, a deduction of three days' wage was considered a light

the end of

behind her back! If someone lost their job because of her, it would be too much. After all, all

for a

man who had signaled to her and gestured to her in front of him! Obviously, she

"Dear?"

you worried about? The last guy who flirted with you? What is his name?" Frederick glared at her and tightened his lips. Alicia looked at him

who it is myself?" Looking down pitifully, Alicia whimpered, "It's Joel Yves, from the sales department! We met in the printing room

His surname

Frederick murmured this name, the words "Mr. Yves" suddenly popped up in Frederick's mind. Was he the man who kept sending her messages, asking her out for lunch? That guy was

so how dare he care about Alicia at all? Is

he kept silent. Alicia was a little scared. Her lips twitched a little, but she was not sure whether she should say anything. A trace of