Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

The two women with rosy lips looked beautiful. Both wearing red dresses, one slim and another one fluffy. They both had long hair which hung over their shoulders. Their body figure and height were so similar, as if they were duplicated. The difference was negligible but each had their own uniqueness.

At this moment, the two of them were standing opposite of Willy - one was holding a plate while the other had a wine glass in hand. They were smiling so widely that their eyes turned into a thin slit on their faces. Looking at them, the mood felt strange, ambiguous, and extremely glaring.

Lauren tapped on her phone harshly and cursed, "Shame on you! Shame on you!"

As Willy approached Lauren, he asked with a faint smile, "Who are you talking about?"

As the food arrived, he sat down and asked, "Did I offend you again?"

Whenever she muttered to herself, cursing at others under her breath, she was the cutest and quirkiest to him!

Lauren gave him a cold look after picking up a piece of fruit. "It's been twenty minutes!"

"Even a turtle would have starved to death!" She thought to herself.

Willy raised his hand and pinched her cute face. "Haha, a few people tried striking up a chat. Plus, I'm just a little late!"

Pursing her lower lip, she recalled the woman who had just dawdled on his body. She immediately raised her hand to grab one of his fingers.

"I'm a little uncomfortable... I'll take my leave first!" She said.

Be it the stares from those around her, or the fact that she had to watch him flirt with other women, everything made her feel extremely comfortable.

Holding her hand back, Willy kissed her on the lips and asked, "Are you jealous again? I'm just socializing! It's a common thing. You should learn to get used to it!"

As he glanced at Trevor who was in the middle of a chat with another, he suddenly felt how out of place Lauren felt at a drinking party like this. Willy said, "I have something to discuss with Trevor! Let's leave once I'm done, okay? It won't take long!" When she heard this, her head ached but Lauren could only force herself to say, "Sure!"

"I'm going to the bathroom," she continued.

raised his hand to help her

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off Lauren's heart. "It's fine, I'm still breaking them

the wind breeze by her, Lauren dawdled for a while before turning to head back inside. Just as her

yet? Do you want to die?" A

if you dare! Come and beat me to death!" Another

again and thought to herself, "What's going on?

voices did sound a little familiar. Instinctively, she ran to the empty space ahead

she could take a breath, a loud voice

door crack, a familiar figure came into sight. "Hallie? Isn't she Trevor's younger

face clearly, but Lauren's eyes caught half of his dark apparel and his bright black leather shoes. Hallie stood in front of him,

she was struggling to see what was going on, another "clang" sounded. Hallie was kicked staggeringly and almost fell to the ground. At that moment, she looked completely different from how she was at the banquet. The man looked down at her cruelly,

stupid? I meant that I would rather be with a man than to be with you! I feel sick when I see

did you

suddenly straightened her back and held her fist.

between the two of them? Shouldn't they quarrel behind closed doors? Why was the man getting so aggressive and violent with a woman? She had just witnessed Hallie getting kicked by the man with her own eyes just

fortunate that she had gone into hiding,

the Clements? Who doesn't know that you are just a shoe who's casually worn by others? Do you know how many men have your nudes in their mobile phones? You have embarrassed me so much!" "I have tolerated you for

you are,

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still want to be a part of

beat you again if you keep being a busybody! Look at you, you are as fat as a pig, there are pimples all over your face. What else do you know how to do other than eat? Why would I want to be with

for you, I would've done what I did? Why don't you think about how you served those

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to be because he doesn't care about you. All I am is leftover, after all! Who knows how many men you've slept with?