Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

The man looked honest and his hands were full of calluses. The color of his clothes had faded and his motorcycle looked worn but he wore a shiny silver ring on his finger. One could know from a single look that he took very good care of it, seemingly a wedding ring.

Somehow, Frederick had a good feeling towards him, therefore he said, "It's fine, you may leave! Ride slower next time!" If something happened, a family would be ruined.

"Aye, thank you, Sir!" The man nodded and bowed. Then, he tinkered around his motorcycle, packed his things and left.

Danica tugged at his sleeves. "Frederick! You're really cold on the outside but kind on the inside. He almost crashed into you! You were still so polite to him! I'm getting mad! "It's fine, we weren't hurt anyway. It wasn't easy for him either. Thanks for looking out for me, Danica." He organized his thoughts. At this moment, his mood was completely different from earlier.

A woman he once loved had still cared about him when it counted. She protected him with her life. Although it was just a small act, it meant a lot to him.

"Why do you thanklike we're not close? What were you thinking about so deeply? You didn't even dodge such a huge motorcycle." Frederick felt his heart squeeze. He was distracted, thinking about another heartless woman again. Smiling, his troubled heart had seemed to find its way.

"I was thinking about Chet. I skipped work early today. He would be making a scene in my office tomorrow!" The innocent Chet, on the other side, was busy to the neck looking through documents while sneezing.

"Ha, two pieces of ice could really melt each other! Carson had used to say that Chet was like your shadow; you two were exactly the same." Danica laughed. As they talked and laughed, the air around them had changed too.

Finally, Frederick sent Danica home. As he started his car, he took out his phone and called his lawyer. "Noah, doa favor-" Alicia felt immense pressure every day as her father's treatment had been scheduled. She felt like she was tight on money no matter how hard she worked. Since she was met with danger, she no longer dared to accept any work that needed her to go outside. She could only accept online translation jobs. She was utterly exhausted with work every day, with no tand effort to care about other matters.

This day, she was glum after calculating her finances.

There was still a gap of ten thousand dollars for next month even with the allowance Frederick had provided. She could not remember how long it had been since he last set foot in the house.

She could feel that their relationship was coming to an end! If she deducted the additional thirty thousand, she would have to ask Victoria for help. She could not stop paying the medical fees at this time. Her father was recovering. Although the change was little, it was her greatest comfort and drive.

The weekend was nearing and she thought of looking for spart-tjobs. Opening her email, she received a bill from the hospital. Her father had a few additional full-body check-ups and treatments, Causing the fees to exceed by about thirty thousand.

Looking at the expenses for the month, Alicia could not help but take a deep breath. She would have to make the payment again the following month.

She skimmed through the bill in the email and saw a comment below. It pushed her buttons. The comment read, "Baby, the warehouse's running empty again. You need to cover and send rice, Mr. Rice Bug will be waiting for you!" Every tshe received such an annoying message from Marshall, she wanted to kick all his teeth off so that he could never speak again.

She casually replied, "Why don't you eat till your stomach burst?" She pressed the send button and felt frustrated. He had to add fuel to the fire every tshe was in a bad mood. Why would such a shameless doctor exist? At this moment, the manager's voice came.

"Fellow colleagues, we will be receiving a few groups of important clients tomorrow. Thus, all of us will work overtime! Everyone better freshen up and buck up, you'll receive double pay. No latecomers and no early leavers! Otherwise, you'll pay back triple! You won't receive your overtpay and one days' pay will be deducted!" Why did they have to work overtsuddenly? She already made plans! Sigh. She would have to work overtagain in the night! She closed her email as she lost the mood to continue reading.

As they were working overton a Saturday and receiving foreign clients, their working hours had changed to nine in the morning until eight at night. The clients would arrive at ten o'clock.

Working until midnight, it had passed Alicia's bedtime. She had no choice but to take another sleeping pill. It was a good thing that she did not forget to set an alarm.

When she opened her eyes, it was almost eight o'clock. She got up and went downstairs after washing up. She then felt that something was different as if someone was around.

Out of habit, she turned to look at the bar. Sure enough, she saw the tall, familiar figure.

Frederick. He was back? Did he cback early in the morning? Her heart skipped nervously as a bad feeling grew in her.

Their eyes met and Frederick's hand tightened around the wine glass. Looking at her from a distance, he started to waver unexpectedly. He swirled the glass and took a one-shot before taking the documents from the table and stood up. "Since it's so hard for you, let's end this! Take a look first, then we can discuss it!" His gaze fell on the butterfly earrings she was wearing and his voice got colder. He shoved the documents in her hands before heading upstairs with hands in his pockets.

The huge words cinto view as she looked down. Alicia felt like tearing up instantly.

A divorce agreement? Her head was buzzing and she felt like she could see nothing but white for a couple of seconds.

More than once had she thought of getting a divorce. Despite that, she never really gave up on theirmarriage. It was the swith the butterfly earrings; if she was going to wear them, her first choice would be this uneven pair. She knew that she was actually reluctant to let go but she could not explain the reason for her feelings. This time, she was caught off guard. She tried hard to read the document but her eyes were flooded with tears.

It was at this moment that her phone started ringing. It was a call from the hospital. "Miss Blanchard, something bad has happened. You should hurry over, it's hard to explain over the phone II

Recovering from the shock, she dashed to the door but paused after a few steps. As if she remembered something she took out a pen, signed the agreement, and threw it on the table before running for the door. Frederick was coming downstairs when he heard the loud slam of the door.

He was bewildered and he heard the sound of a car engine starting.

At that instant, his face darkened. "She's gone? Did she actually leave?" X CKK-SBCr/GS2P