Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

On the opposite side, Waverly took large gulps of milk and chewed on the fried rice with eggs.

Sensing the scorching gaze from the opposite side, she subconsciously glanced at the table and licked her lips. Why was he looking at her that way? Hadn't she just eaten two extra pieces of tender beef?

She had left him a piece!

As it was breakfast, the pieces of fried beef served were small-sized, not to mention how there were merely four pieces on a plate. According to her appetite, she could gobble it all up by herself. If it weren't for the fear of gaining weight, she wouldn't save it for him!

She chewed again twice. As soon as she raised the glass of milk in her hand, she saw Wyatt still staring at her. Waverly froze. Was there something on her face?

Could it be that he got mad after she ate two more pieces of beef?

She hadn't lost her temper although he came pressing onto her several times without her permission!

Ever since she was a child, she had always loved egg fried rice, but she had an awful stomach. She hated soft rice, while hard rice couldn't be digested properly, so she would always control the amount of food consumed. A small bowl of egg fried rice was all she would occasionally eat for breakfast. For a plate of basic egg fried rice, the proportion of eggs and vegetables should be three-quarters. Plus, her stomach was strange. It seemed that except for egg fried rice, everything else was easy to digest, nor had she ever felt uncomfortable. It was why when it came to meat, she had never been a fussy eater. To maintain a good figure, however, she must exercise more after having a big meal, so she would have to control her diet.

As her cautious eyes swept past the table with her long eyelashes fluttering, Waverly was intimidated by his gaze. With a subconscious pout, she mumbled, "Why are you looking at me? I'm not the food."

It was not her fault that the meal was cold and she had eaten it all. It was his own fault for answering a call during dinner time.

"I didn't know you were so capable."

Staring at her, Wyatt recalled the previous scenes and suddenly realized that he really had little understanding of the woman in front of him. Perhaps it was because of her first impression of him. In his mind, she was only a "beautiful widow". He didn't think much of it. He just thought that she was very interesting, had a good personality and a strong mind. She was a good beauty.

He used to think that she went to work on impulse. Suddenly, Wyatt realized that she was a casual little treasure. Maybe he really found a treasure, a big one!

His words shocked Waverly so much that she almost threw the spoon in her hand. "What do you mean? Do you think I eat too much? Or are you looking for trouble again?"

His tone was inviting trouble!

But she hadn't done anything to hurt him.

In an instant, Waverly was stunned.

After thinking for a while, he did not find that his casual words had scared the beauty. Now that the coffee was cold, Wyatt had no appetite, so he said, "Are you done eating? Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Waverly shook her head and was still racking her brain. "Let's go then!"noveldrama

Getting up, Wyatt walked to the door. Waverly got up and followed him. She was like an obedient puppet, completely different from her usual temper when she came in.

In fact, she didn't want to be obedient. It was just an instinct without fame.

Back in the room, Wyatt began to change his clothes and tidy himself up. "Don't go to work these two days. I'll take you to a place later!"

All of a sudden, these words came off without rhyme or reason. Wyatt turned into the locker room and took out some clothes from the closet. Waverly was obviously stunned for another three seconds. "Where are you taking me? I didn't do anything?"

When Wyatt came out in a suit and leather shoes, Waverly had also changed into a sheer strappy dress, revealing her beautiful collarbones, slender arms and a peek of her sexy ankles. The overall design made her look extraordinarily slender, and the navy color also made her fair skin look dazzling, and there was a sense of formality and casualness in the style. It showed her extremely sexy charm. Below were her white and tender feet still lit with particularly bright red nail polish.

Looking back, Wyatt's eyes fell on the slight trace on her neck. The bruise was blue and purple, with the mark he left on it, but also could not hide the trace of the past. Since she got injured, she had dressed more modestly even though it was the hot season. Although she was very beautiful, it was really different from her former style, which made Wyatt feel a little uncomfortable.

Wyatt took a step forward and caressed her cheek. He wanted to ask her about her work, but the moment he opened his mouth, he changed his mind.

"Do you want another job? I have a lot of free and good jobs for you to choose from-"

He thought that she would be happy at least, but the next second, she gave him the biggest eye roll ever. "Rich people are wayward. Mr. Johnson, you're so generous to start a company and hire a bunch of idlers. Should you apply for some national contribution award?"

Was he trying to solve the national unemployment crisis?

She didn't like a man who judged a woman by her appearance and acted high and mighty. Although she would be happy to be hired, she didn't want to. She only did what she liked and what she wanted to do.

Before Wyatt could react, he rolled his eyes and said, "How many lovers are you going to have and leave so many secretaries jobless?"

Hearing him poaching, Waverly's first reaction was the position must be as the president's plaything! Other than that, how could she not be criticized for being too free and being treated well?

Men! Hmph!

Taking a step forward, Wyatt smiled and pinched her little chin. "You have squeezed me dry, how could I be in the mood? My personal secretary is a man! I don't need to explain my hobby, do I?"

He murmured, his rough fingers touching her pink lips.

With her eyes blinking, Waverly smiled and said, "Shame on you."

"Honestly, Waverly, how are your accounting skills? You've got a few tricks up your sleeve. I need your help!"

"It's barely enough to be acceptable..."

Waverly's casual words made Wyatt feel uneasy. "Life is important. If you can't do

it, you can't accept it! Is there anyone in your company who is more quick- minded and more reliable?"

He thought that she could do accounting work for two days. After all, in Trevor's world, it was all rainbows and butterflies!

Hearing that he was not joking, Waverly collected herself. "I'm the fastest, the best!"

She was not boasting. In order to

get closer to Franklin, she chose a

professional course, which she studied and learned very hard from the very beginning. Perhaps she was sensitive to numbers. In adin order to train herself during college, she often took on jobs secretly. Although she only took on small companies, the more chaotic the accounts were, the more they tested her. Besides, in the small circle of Yecaeus City, she was famously nicknamed "The Golden

Accountant". She could be regarded as a person who solved financial crises. She had confidence in her

expertise. Because when she applied her computer skills to financial accounting, it was very helpful. No matter how many skills she used, she had a deep experience from that moment.

But who would have thought that she had practiced all her skills and that she had really done it to get closer to and help a man! However, before she could show her skills to him, the two of them had already gotten lost in translation.

In an instant, Wyatt's heart skipped a beat when he was blinded by the light of confidence in her eyes. "Something's wrong with the accounts of Trevor's company. I'll take you to have a look!"

He took her small hand and shook it hard. "It's best if you could help, but don't force yourself!"

She could feel the severity of his tone. Waverly nodded and suppressed all her emotions. "Mm..."

Knowing that she was going to Trevor's company, Waverly chose a pair of low sandals and carried a bright yellow bag, which was quite casual.

In the car, Wyatt talked about the situation with Waverly, but she did not quite understand the financial process. He had probably only. mentioned something that might have something to do with the tax check. However, Waverly understood the matter very well. After thinking for a moment, she had a general understanding of it. When

it came to the tax check, she inferred that according to his tone, it would take at least a year's account. Moreover, it had to be perfectly joined together. There couldn't be any big mistakes, otherwise, it would be troublesome if any one of them was caught. But such a complicated project also had its own benefits. After all, one's energy was limited. As long as these people could not find any problems within three days, then their instinct would be relaxed.

In fact, she not only took over the responsibility but also checked the accounts for others. There were many obstacles in it that varied from person to person and the general direction was the same.

On the way, the two did not dare to say much. After they learned something, Waverly took out her mobile phone and pulled up the news. Occasionally, she would chat with Wyatt. At the red light, a picture suddenly came into view. She was shocked and turned around. Waverly screamed,

"Mr. Andrews died in a car accident? God really has eyes!"

All of a sudden, the anger in her heart was relieved, and Waverly's palm was even

covered with a layer of cold sweat.

In fact, after that incident, she had

always been afraid of this person. When she went out for the past two times, every few steps, she would subconsciously turn back or take out a mirror to look behind her.

When a man passed by her, she subconsciously stopped and even turned aside. When a man passed

by and moved near her, there was actually a shadow in her heart that

had always been there. Even at this moment, when she looked at the photos of him badly mutilated, her body was stiff.

"I didn't expect that this b*stard who bullies others would get retribution so quickly.

He was hit so badly that his body was crushed by a car! He died in pieces!"

Alas...

What a tragedy!

Glancing at the photos of the accident and the words in the background on one

side,

Wyatt just snorted and said, "Hm."