Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Wyatt was infuriated. He pulled the windows and curtains shut and turned around to pick up his cell phone.

Soon after, the servant stood at the door of his room with a wet girl beside him. "Master Johnson, Miss Castle is here!"

Wyatt waved his hand. The servant turned around and left.

Wyatt was angry as he glanced at the poor girl at the door. "What are you doing standing there? Are you not coming in?" Did she need him to shout at her at the top of his voice?

After running her fingers through her wet hair, Waverly fiddled with her hands uneasily. She glanced inside warily. The clean and bright room looked like a work of art. She looked down at her dirtied leather shoes and didn't move for a long time.

The more he looked at her, the angrier he became. "If you're not coming in, then just leave!"

As soon as he finished, he saw her taking off her shoes and putting them outside the door. As she went into the house in a hurry and as the back of her feet was bare with the shoes she wore, her socks were wet as well then. After a pause, Waverly also took off her socks. She wiped her fair and tender feet on the carpet and then slowly walked in with her head down.

Waverly hated it when others dirtied her house, so of course she wouldn't want to do that unto others either. Waverly felt that she couldn't make him hate her any further, and she was still asking for help from him.

At first, he thought she refused to enter because she was afraid that he had other intentions. As he watched her taking off her shoes and socks, he felt attracted to her again. He hadn't expected it.

He glanced at her curled feet. The most adorable thing was that two pink pigs were painted on her big toes. If you put them together, they made a silly pair!

Wyatt was unable to hold it in any longer. His lips relaxed a little. A faint smile appeared on his face as he wondered if the pigs represented herself. Wyatt walked to his cupboard and rummaged through his clothes. He found a new bathrobe, and a set of shirt and shorts. He then threw them at her. "Go and clean yourself up first!"

It had to be uncomfortable as she was drenched from head to toe. Waverly didn't think much of it and just went towards the bathroom following his gaze.

After she took a shower, Waverly put on the bathrobe first. However, the bathrobe laced up on the front, and no matter how she wore it or how tightly she tied it, she could still feel a breeze. It would fall apart easily especially when she moved. The low-cut collar made her feel insecure.

slightly sheer and it covered half of her. As it was loose, it wasn't sticking to her body, so it wasn't too

long enough to reach her thighs. However, she wasn't brave enough to wear a man's shorts. Also, she had on a pair of

he heard her movement. His light blue shirt covered half of her slender legs, exposing part

a wave of heat rushing through his entire body. Suddenly,

servant brought in a bowl of ginger soup. "Master Johnson, the ginger soup you requested is

that he came back to his senses. Wyatt's gaze swept over Waverly out of the

will warm you up!" She then quite considerately put the ginger

clothes! I'll wash and dry them for

there's no

hands and felt a little embarrassed. If the servant took them for a wash, how would she leave later? She couldn't

and then just reached out to take it. "Miss, there's no need to be so polite. Give it to me! Don't worry, it won't take long. It will be done in less than half an hour. We won't take too much of your time!"

a room with a stranger. Her face suddenly felt hot, and she felt a gush of cold air on her leg. Her hair

Hurry up and drink it!" Was she waiting for

you..." He obviously sounded impatient, and she was feeling very

her voice. However, things didn't go

She sneezed twice.

as she said that she didn't need it,

eyes narrowed as

nose. Waverly

soup without him saying anything else. She put it to her mouth as she looked at him, putting on a tough face

a bad guy. He

her hands paused for a

look in her eyes infuriated Wyatt. "It's not poison! Drink