Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1450

After thinking about it and failing to come up with an answer, Waverly decided against pondering on it.

There weren't any males at home, so she didn't prepare any change of clothes for him. When Wyatt exited the bathroom, he had only a towel wrapped around his waist. Lifting her gaze, Waverly's face blushed red, scattering all the wild thoughts that had been ongoing in her mind.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Half-naked, Waverly couldn't be more ashamed. It was then she was reminded as she ran to the wardrobe to retrieve a man's folded shirt and threw it at him.

"Hurry up and put this on!"

Blurting out the three words in a hurry, she dashed into the bathroom with her eyes covered.

Lowering his gaze, Wyatt glanced at himself from the corner of his eye before shifting his gaze to look at the man's shirt. "I'm going to sleep, why should I wear a shirt?" he muttered to himself.

A man's clothes?

The flame in his heart surged before it was put out in no time. "Why does this shirt look so familiar?"

Reaching out for it, Wyatt was reminded of the incident. "Is this my shirt?"

Most of his clothes were custom-made. Even though all of them weren't, he was used to having a logo imprinted on his clothes. It was the case for his tailored clothing. As for finalized products, they would be imprinted with a logo after cleaning before they were sent to his room. To put it bluntly, all the clothes sent to him would be marked at the bottom right corner, a Q symbol for his personal design!

Reminded of the past, Wyatt couldn't help heaving a deep sigh. The world was indeed unpredictable. Back then, she was pure and innocent as a child, but right then...

"It has only been a few days, but has everything changed?"

He couldn't tell what feeling it was in his heart. Annoyance? Regret or perhaps irritated by how he had missed out? Wyatt couldn't explain it clearly. All he knew was that it seemed a pure and lovely little girl had turned into an alluring figurine overnight. She was so enchanting that he was on the verge of going insane.

He hadn't found her as attractive! Why did it seem as though he could no longer free himself from her grasp?

It was all her fault that she hid so well. He must have been dazzled. Little did he expect underneath the adorable skin to hide a fatal coquettish woman.

He had been blinded!

He deserved it!

inadvertent glance at

What was that?

were intermittent and colorful green marks. Thinking it must have been stained with dirt, he turned it over to realize that the back, as well as the sleeves, were all

once.

Tortoises? Green ones?

were at least a dozen tortoises crawling on top of his clothes, all of them in different colors and postures. Some faced upwards, some had their heads facing downwards, while some lay on their stomachs. There were also larger tortoises carrying their smaller-sized ones as if they

missing a few strokes, it was difficult to distinguish what it was. The green-colored tortoise seemed to be new, but the color had slightly faded. Although so, he

circle attached to a smaller circle. Wyatt could see that it was a large tortoise carrying a smaller tortoise.

a tortoise's

his clothes, his face alternating between different extremes in expression. What

same time, the

had her

face w

was blushing so hard as if she had rolled into a pan of oil. There was nothing to do, and she was afraid of witnessing things allowed if she were

around in the bath

she

towel, and tidy the shelf with neatly arranged toiletries before turning around to

put on

of the inadvertent glance at the strong and firm lines on the abdomen of the

been making out frequently, it was the first time she saw such a clear image of his body strictly speaking. Although they had carried out intimate gestures and

imagine how overwhelming Waverly's emotions

I do?" She couldn't stay in the bathroom all

shouldn't have

was full of regret. "At this hour, where can I find men's clothes? No matter how loose my

should

be an eyesore. He had to wear it even if it didn't

in thoughts, Waverly