Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

With a little more force, Waverly broke free from his grip and pursed her red lips slightly. "I'm not begging you. I'm just begging for conscience, my conscience. I have no qualms!"

In other words, it didn't matter whether he would help her or not. He just needed to do what he should do!

Even though she said this, Waverly's attitude was obviously a little softer.

The two actually understood each other's intentions, but they were both reluctant to admit it. Perhaps from a certain point of view, the two of them were the same! Perhaps it was precisely because of this resemblance of love and killing that the two of them had an attraction that could not be replaced.

He smiled and didn't argue with her anymore. Wyatt looked at her directly and eagerly!

Being stared at by him, Waverly involuntarily averted her eyes, and her eyes were full of anxiety.

Just then, there was a light knock on the door. Wyatt got up and walked to the door. Waverly secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "So dangerous!"

Then, Wyatt brought in a bowl of oatmeal and a few small white steamed buns. She looked at them and it looked like it was a glaring white on the plate.

Even though Waverly was starving, she still felt that she had lost all her appetite. She conjured up another word- Bird's nest!

He prepared bird's nest for other women, but what was prepared for her was plain oatmeal and steamed buns?

The air was filled with the aroma of oats, but there was a huge hole in Waverly's heart. She pursed her lips subconsciously.

After stirring the oatmeal and dissipating the heat, Wyatt handed it to her.

Taking it, Waverly's mood became worse because before she could take it, a small white bun came into her sight.

What was he thinking of making her eat plain oatmeal and a steamed bun?

She lowered her head and took a bite of the bun. It was just as she had expected, it was so soft and had no flavor in the slightest bit. After half a day, Waverly had been gnawing on steamed buns one after another. She was completely stunned and had only taken two mouthfuls of oatmeal. From her head to her feet, expression to her actions, every single bite was filled with great grievance.

did not want to eat both things. She chose steamed buns because she thought they would keep her full longer. At this moment, she subconsciously did not want to

her health, he could only watch. He picked up the bowl and fed

eat something light first to let your stomach get used to it. The doctor said that you have a very serious fever

words,

had half a bowl of oatmeal. The more obedient she was, the more pitiful

and collected all the garbage. There were only two people left in the room. There were some things that both of them could

watched her take the medicine. Then he sat down by the bed. This time, he was not as emotional

my

as she looked up. Although she had already expected

of him. Her reaction made Wyatt feel frustrated. With a push from his hand, he had already grabbed the back of her head and

you were destined to be mine! You can't escape! Waverly, this is your last chance! My woman can only be mine! Next time, even

an ugly way, no matter

control his emotions. He unconsciously increased the strength of his

know what a cuckold

and thought that she was ignorant. But the next time, Wyatt dared not imagine how

and

of news men who ruined

He used to

was forced to

he knew that what he had done was despicable

still do it if

"As for you..."

put more strength into her hands, but Wyatt's voice

if a century had passed, a gloomy voice came again, Do you understand?" Waverly felt an unprecedented suffocation as a warning. It was as if

successive accidents, so she was more and more eager to get rid of the danger. No matter what method she used, she only wanted

she was doomed to