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?

with threading, right? Then the following numbers must be to record the rows she had made! Flipping through the pages, Willy was starting to understand her symbols and sequences. It

case, then that

referring

was blank for quite

to believe it, the

do these

my life for it. He didn't

daughter?"actually know everything, but I'm just not willing to accept it, or perhaps I don't want to give up! I thought I was so tough that I knew no fear when I

and loneliness, but he gave me a moment of brilliant

sweater is ready in time.

photos; the cloud lamp

don't know how it had come to this, but this baby had turned from an accident

But I still wanted to ask him why, why did he lie to me? He had said he

it in too. But I really want to spend my birthday with him and 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

There were only a few short sentences on each page. The longest sentence wasn't even a page full. Flipping through it, Willy felt a

did all this happen? Where did

numbers, or patterns, Willy was befuddled for a moment. After going through them

He got it

of pearl earrings

she especially pierce her ears

daughter she mentioned couldn't be

in the study? She knew he had a past with Cloud? And even

she think that