Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

After standing there for a long time, Trevor tore off a piece of bread. As soon as he raised his hand, the sound of the door opening came from behind. As he turned back, a fierce look shot at him.

He withdrew his hand as a conditional reflex. Suddenly, the muttering she had just said came to his mind and the bread was stuffed directly into his mouth. He said,

"I... I didn't feed it. It kept shrieking..."

She stepped forward and rolled her eyes at him. Victoria directly pulled half of the shade outside the cage up, as if she was afraid of being seen by him.

Shaking his head, Trevor reached out and let her look at the bread that was missing a piece. "Are you hungry? I brought this for you!"

He couldn't help sighing in his heart. "Fortunately, I didn't move just now.

Otherwise, I would have made her complain! But since when did she like cats so much? I should have gave her one!"

What Trevor didn't know was that she simply regarded the cat as Selena to vent her anger out on. He was already a taboo here. If he really fed it, it would be a big sin!

She didn't want to talk to him at all. She turned around and gathered her hair again and casually tied it up. She walked to the bag and took out a small box, pulled out the big box in the cabinet, and stuffed it in. She turned around and was about to leave when a shadow suddenly enveloped her. The next second, a small brocade box came into her sight.

In the unfurled box was a very unique platinum chain, with a horizontal stripe with the word "one" in the middle and a small pearl hanging on one side. It was very simple, but the design was magnificent. "Do you like it? I chose it for a long time. I think it suits you very well!"

He was worried that she would not take it, so he was thinking about whether he should take it out and put it on her. As soon as he moved, his palm suddenly emptied. In the next second, the box was in Victoria's hand. Turning around, she took out the big box in the cabinet, quickly opened and closed it, and threw the small box in it. With a crisp click, the box had been buckled.

"Vicky?"

Seeing that she was holding a red wine box, Trevor was obviously stunned. He thought that she was willing to accept the gift, but in the next second, Victoria, with the box in her arms, bypassed him and went to the wardrobe on the other side.

Trevor did not know why but he turned around and followed her.

Originally, she wanted to hide the box somewhere else, but when she went there, Trevor followed her. When she arrived at the coatroom, Victoria was a little annoyed.

"Why are you following me?"

Pulling her wrist, Trevor looked at the red wine box in her hand. "Why are you holding a box of red wine?" Trevor stretched out his hand, and Victoria turned away. "I like it! It's none of your business! Don't touch my things!"

She shook her hand, turned around, ran out again, and went back to the wardrobe. After tossing and turning, it was finally quiet. He stood behind for a long time, and Trevor frowned.

Turning around, Victoria still ignored him. She wanted to go back to bed, but Trevor grabbed her arm again.

"Vicky, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Don't you miss me? Let's stop making trouble, okay?" It was better that he didn't mention it. The more he mentioned it, the more unhappy Victoria became. "You missed me? You don't even think about me. Why should I think about you? I am very sleepy, so I don't have time to argue with you. Don't stop me from sleeping!"

She gave him a hard push, and her heart was still burning with a little fire. It was extremely unpleasant! "Victoria! Do we have to talk like this? If you blame me for not contacting you, then I won't come back. Have you ever cared about me? Would you know if I went to Barrington City and I died outside? I—" This time, he was just angry with her...

"So you took your mistress on a business trip?"

She suddenly looked back, and Victoria was so angry that she began to cry. She wiped away the tears and sniffed angrily.

"It's all my fault. I don't care about you, I'm not gentle, and I'm not considerate. I'm not a good wife. I'm not qualified. Are you satisfied? You can wait to come back when I rot at home! "

If she died at home, would he know?

Taking out the pillow, Victoria turned and walked to the sofa on one side. Suddenly, she burst into tears and couldn't stop herself.

If she did not care about him, then who had caused all these blisters on her hands?

Seeing that she was crying, Trevor felt like he had been slapped. He realized that he had made more

mistakes and said something wrong. He was also annoyed and his tone eased much more.

"Vicky, that's not what I meant!"

Victoria pulled out a quilt from the cabinet.

"I don't dislike you! I didn't say that. Don't misunderstand me! I just... took Selena there because I wanted

to take her to see a doctor, not to play with her!"

The more he explained, the darker Trevor felt. He felt something was wrong with what he said.

"No, I didn't take her there-"

He had picked her up halfway!

However, before Trevor could straighten out his thoughts, Victoria had already laid down on the sofa and covered her head with the quilt.

But faintly, a slight sob could be heard in the quiet and deep air. Feeling wronged and hurt, Trevor stood there in a daze, and his face darkened to the extreme.

In the middle of the night, both of them were physically and mentally exhausted. They lay down, and soon fell asleep.

Trevor had thought that he would personally cook and send her to work in the morning. When he opened his eyes, although it was only seven o'clock, there was no figure on the sofa, and even the slight depression and heat on the couch had dissipated.

His heart seemed to be pressed by a stone, and Trevor also felt uncomfortable.

When he got downstairs, he found out that she left early in the morning and didn't even enter the kitchen. He had no appetite, so he took out his mobile phone and sat in the dining hall for a long time. Finally, he went out.

On the way, he deliberately went to her studio and asked someone to send breakfast and flowers to her.

In the office, she received the things, but Victoria was not happy at all. A small card in his handwriting wrote: "Even if you are busy, you have to have breakfast. It's good for your health!"

They were all the things she liked. Oatmeal with fruits, croissants and a cup of coffee. But at this moment, Victoria had no appetite when she looked at the food, which made her so angry.

She pushed the cup aside and made a cup of coffee herself.

After waiting for a while, Trevor drove to work.

On this day, both of them were in an extremely bad mood. Trevor picked up his mobile phone several

times, but still found nothing. Victoria, however, was in a daze almost all day in the office.

If he didn't come back, her days wouldn't be good. If he came back, her days would be worse!

The sky gradually darkened. In the coming night, Victoria was depressed.

Marriage was so annoying. She didn't have so many things to do with Anthony before! It was all Selena's

fault. If she didn't come out to stir up trouble, they would be having a good time! She was not in the mood to work!

"Alas..."

With a heavy sigh, Victoria got up. Just as she went to make coffee, a slight knock on the door came. "Come in!"

"Miss Atlas, someone just came to give you a card, saying that you know him-"

"Okay, thank you!"

As soon as she reached out her hand, Victoria opened it. "Let's meet and talk! I'll wait for you at Patone Overhead Bridge!"

The signature behind looked like the letter 'L'.

Looking at the beautiful handwriting on it, an idea suddenly flashed through her mind. "Lena? Selena?" "Selena wants to meet me? For what? For what purpose?"

Victoria looked at the card and thought for a while. Then she picked up her bag and said, "Let's see what you want to do!"

The overhead bridge was very close to her shop, which was a sidewalk across the road. Because it was very wide, there were often small vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the bridge at night. In addition, there were small night markets and shops of various grades on both sides. It was also one of the famous pedestrian streets in Casterwich City.

Before the street was rebuilt, it was very lively and famous. In recent years, urban planning had increased significantly. The vendors and stalls were also rectified, and the night market was banned. Right then, all the intersections had been expanded and redecorated. They had become neat shops of all colors. Naturally, the whole street was clean, but it was much colder. There was no stall on the bridge.

But Patone Overhead Bridge was still quite famous.

After informing the clerk, Victoria went out. As expected, when she reached the intersection, a dark

shadow on the bridge came into sight. Who else could it be?

Facing the afterglow of the sunset, Victoria still felt a little puzzled when she lifted her foot.

Wasn't she very afraid of being

exposed to light? It was

understandable that she chose this point. Why didn't she choose a tree to sit under? Was it for peace or to observe the world? She had just returned the day before and came here that day. Her sacrifice was no small one!

After all, she had suffered a secret loss. No matter whether she planned it or not, this time Victoria had a

little shadow in her heart and unconsciously became more vigilant.

Along the way, she looked not far away. Plus the red lights and dodging cars, she walked nearly ten minutes before climbing up the steps of the bridge. Looking at the shadow inside, Victoria stopped. "I'm here!"

The implication was: "If you have something to say, you can say it!"

Looking at the woman in front of him, and seeing her again, Victoria no longer had the amazement and pity she had for the first time. Instead, she felt a little cold. Why did it feel so strange?

This woman was a little ugly!

She muttered in her heart, but Victoria smartly lowered her voice.

"Miss Atlas, there are no outsiders here. I don't think we need to care about social status. I want to talk to you about Trevor. Today, it's just the two of us talking privately. No matter what we say, can it be kept between us?"