Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1453

In fact, he had called her many times in the past few days and had wanted to tell her about it. Not only could he not get in touch with her, but all his texts and calls also seemed to have sunk into the sea. All of a sudden, Raynee's call came charging for him. Wyatt was stunned for three seconds before he swiped on the answer button and hurriedly sorted out his thoughts. Before he could speak, Raynee's urgent voice came blasting through the speaker.

"Wyatt, is that you? My bag was stolen a few days ago, and I lost my mobile phone as well as all my cards. It was Christmas, and all the stores were closed for the holiday. I wanted to give you a call, but I couldn't remember your number. I was so anxious!"

His mouth remaining wide open, Wyatt was obviously distracted by her words.

What a coincidence! Did it mean she had yet received the messages from him suggesting to break up or call him back once she was free?

From her tone, could she not have been the one calling over back when Waverly had accidentally picked up the phone?

The confused thought flitted through Wyatt's mind before the answering voice came sounding in his ear.

"I got a temporary card a few days ago. I could barely remember your number, so I called you. It was most probably evening at your place, but you didn't pick up the phone. I thought I made a mistake! It's so troublesome out here for me to obtain a temporary card. I finally received it today, so I decided to call you once I installed it into my phone."

Her machine-gun- like voice came blasting against his eardrums. Wyatt couldn't help but frown. It was most probably the first time she had been so talkative in the past few years!

Vaguely, Wyatt could sense that it was too coincidental. Raynee's non-stop talking caused him to feel that something was amiss. Wanting to express his concern, he found it inappropriate after giving it a second thought as it was a stark shift away from the topic. After a brief pause, he went straight to the point. Surprisingly, he didn't feel as embarrassed or conflicted as he had expected and was surprisingly calm.

"Raynee, I have something to tell you..."

Was them being together for too long that led to their relationship turning dull and boring? As he thought so, Wyatt wondered if the person on the other end of the line felt the same?

Their bond through years of relationship was weak and fragile right then.

"Let's..." Break up!

As soon as Wyatt's voice rang out, the volume over the phone raised to a high pitch. "Wyatt, I know you care about me. I'm fine. It's just that I lost my stuff and quite some weight! It's fine. I don't have to work out to lose weight anymore!"

"That's good that you're fine, but as for what I want to say..." "It's not that!" He had yet to get the words out of his mouth.

"By the way, Wyatt, I really like the Christmas bag you gave me. It's a limited edition, isn't it? Thank you! I know you treat me well, but in fact, I prefer gray-blue over pastel. You should consider it the next time you buy me anything."

"Raynee..."

"Wyatt, time's up, I'll have to hang up! Let's talk next time! Someone's calling for me! There's a minor competition today, I have to get ready!"

"I love you. Bye!"

didn't get the chance to get a complete sentence out of his mouth. Several times over, he was either interrupted by Raynee or had his voice covered, not

to being anxious, but right then, Wyatt could sense

phone, Wyatt sent her a message after a brief

been clenching her fists for

her tears came splattering down her cheeks, her fingers contorted from gripping

had given him days to consider it well and for him to retain his dignity as well as enough

didn't care about him cheating on her and silently endured all the suffering. Had he been possessed? Which vixen lured

rage, Raynee had tears stream down her face as

within her reach. Little did she expect such an incident

in a

full bloom. Giving up on any one of them was equivalent

the same time since the two complemented

desired to resolutely break up, but she was afraid of regretting her decision in the future. She wanted to return to the country and fight for love, but she had worked hard for years on her career and was required to give up at the last moment. Wouldn't she be ridiculed if she were to return? Wouldn't

she had spent a tremendous effort on them. Raynee was deeply

phone lit up. The call was from her

"Mom..."

up the phone. You scared me to death! Is there anything wrong? Is there anything wrong with the competition that's going to be held next year? Do you know? Ever since we learned that you're qualified to participate in the Black Pool Dance Festival, your father is overjoyed! It doesn't matter if you win the prize or not. As long as you can participate in the competition, your status will

once, the burden in Raynee's heart

year for international dancers. It was not easy for her to get up to that point. Even if she wanted to give

him know if you're short of money! I had some money on standby as well. If you're

you!"

mother's kind offer when a mocking voice sounded from the other side of

of how old she is and how stiff her arms and legs should be? Why is she so desperately trying? I say, she should get married while she's young! Or else, she might end up losing the contest and failing to keep her husband-to-be by her side!" "How many years had she

she!"

Stephanie's voice?

Frowning, Raynee's face paled.

won the championship, but she would always not perform as expected. It seemed as though she had been cursed. Although she would

with her skills

to her defeat might most likely

darkened, her pale lips tightly pursed into a thin line. There followed a faint sizzle. Raynee guessed her

a hushed whisper, and she seemed to have moved to a different place as Raynee could

don't take her

her