Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

"Alas..."

Troubled, Willy didn't expect things to turn out that way. He shook his head and sighed subconsciously. "Great, I got her upset again. How did I end up on such a bad term with a kid?" It wasn't until he felt a light tug coming from his leg that he remembered there was still a familiar child. He then immediately squatted down. "Isn't anyone from home picking you up?" "Aunt is over there!"

Looking over in the direction she pointed at, Willy saw the car and nanny on the side and immediately took Fleur over.

After running away in one breath, tears of grievance began pooling in Yvette's eyes again. Seeing that none of the cars from her home were around, she habitually walked over to the small path aside and sat down on a boulder, wiping her tears away. Right then, a pebble was kicked near to her feet, brushing against her white leather shoe.

Looking up, she saw a tall, slender boy, wearing the same school uniform as her, slinging a backpack on one shoulder. He looked to be her senior. Right then, he seemed to be laughing at her. Glaring at him with wide eyes, Yvette stood up and kicked the pebble back at him, and lo and behold, landed on his black socks.

Following that, she sat back down with her backpack in her arms and even patted her skirt ladylike. After taking a gander at the side of his feet, Clinton walked over to her and kicked her shoe.

"Hey, you've got some nerve! You're that... little witch with a pet snake?"

Yvette shot right up at that and kicked him back. "I'm not a little witch; I have a name! Who are you?! So rude. Go away!"

"What's your name then?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"I'll keep calling you little witch if you don't tell me. Little witch! Little witch! Little witch with a pet snake..." The boy poked her puffy cheeks as he teased.

Livid, Yvette suddenly burst into tears.

"Meanie! Meanie! All of you bully me! Bree didn't hurt anyone, and me too. Bree is good; it only eats mice. Why don't you guys like Bree? Big bird took Bree away. I don't have Bree anymore, but you guys still say this. Wah... You're all meanies..." "I didn't do anything to you; why do you have to kick me? And even call me a little witch?"

boys cannot bully girls?

meanie; I don't want to talk to you!

floor. She stopped crying by then, only shooting a glare at the

"Hey..."

a girl cry was rather fun. He had thought the rumored little witch who could scare a trafficker away was some hideous hag. Who would've thought she

the butler's anxious voice came. "Young Master, what are you doing

"Sure."

answered indifferently and kept all his emotions away, walking composedly over to the car aside, looking like an adult. The butler quickly followed behind, looking more like he was led by the child rather than being the one to pick him up. After running over to the side of the road in

"Mommy... Mommy!"

at her right as she got out of the

were puffy like she had been crying. Hugging her

being late! Did you get

she hugged Lauren, smiling foolishly. "I'm happy. I like Mommy picking me up! Let's go home,

held her mother's hand, smiling. Lauren was joyous as well. Seeing her child every day, it was as if all the flowers in her world bloomed simultaneously.

sending Fleur

around for the little girl, trying his luck. He'd get her another Barbie doll and make her happy if he could. But by the time he saw the familiar tiny figure again, it was a stunning silhouette carrying the

Laurie? Was that Laurie?

them hard, but by the time he opened

became a deflated balloon. "What is up with me?" Why

his eyes playing

looking all decadent. Depressed, no longer having the mood for anything, he returned to his car with

mad. Why