Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1162

Otherwise, with her personality and the current living condition, she didn't need to waste time on these things when the baby hadn't been born, and winter hadn't come.

Holding the delicate semi-finished product, Willy felt as though his heart was torn to pieces. That silly woman hadn't resigned to fate after being tricked and hid like a turtle, licking her wound on her own, had she?

Could it be that her orphan background made her incredibly isolated and insecure? Willy also thought that she didn't seem to care that much, nor would she argue when she had obviously received very unfair treatment. Instead, even the most minor favors could satisfy her.

If she wasn't overly free of ambitions, then reality had tortured her into accepting her fate.

Was it because she had no one to rely on that she thought it was useless to even fight for it?

Willy's breath suddenly tightened when he thought of how she had always been so humble, bullied, and even left helplessly in the end. He had brought the small basket on the shelf before he knew it. It was her craft basket; he would often see her carrying it.

Willy was about to put the pair of tiny shoes in when he saw the pile of yarns of various thicknesses and colors, a few pieces of cloth, and a bunch of safety-pin-like pins in it. On the side was a simple notebook and a pen. Huh? Wasn't this the one she often carried?

Willy was a little confused, frowning slightly. If his memory served him right, this was the basket, and it was usually rather empty, only a ball of yarn and a couple of her knitting needles! But the basket in his hand was stuffed full. After rummaging the basket, Willy took out the notebook.

He opened it to see some weird diagrams drawn on it. On the side were some numbers and calculations.

He had thought they were just some random notes. After all, her profession required her to use data and calculations, so he didn't take it to heart. Flipping through it, a line of words caught his attention. "He lied to me. First time. Not happy."

Stumped and unbelieving, Willy stroked the words and rubbed his eyes before returning to the previous pages. Looking at it again, fragments of images flashed across his mind.

Could these calculations and diagrams be the numbers she used to knit? And hence she'd draw such patterns and curves and even store it in this basket?

Add? subtract? Collect?

the rows she had made! Flipping through the pages, Willy was

then that

she referring

his head, Willy's mind was blank for quite some time. When did it happen? When had he lied

believe

these words

my life for it. He didn't seem to

or perhaps I don't want to give up! I thought I was so tough that I knew no fear when I was used to being alone. But I can never forget that piece of cake in that dark lonely prison. He

and loneliness, but he gave me

sweater is ready in time. Finally something

looking at the photos; the cloud lamp is

won't be as valuable after I hand him the formula. I don't know how it had come to this, but this

was called a fool again! But I still wanted to ask him why, why did he lie to me? He had said he wouldn't lie to me... I still didn't

eat cake together. I should keep it in for a few more days! I don't want to ruin the mood. At least, I finally have company and cake on one birthday... I have to be happy..." "Please let

of a palm. There were only a few short sentences on each page. The longest sentence wasn't even a page

this happen? Where

only a couple of short sentences or a few words and some doodles, numbers, or patterns, Willy was befuddled for a moment. After going through them

it! He got it

the pair of pearl earrings his father ordered

pierce

she mentioned couldn't

the photos in the study? She knew he had a past with

that