Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



A life hanging on the line, Lauren worried Willy would regret it when it dawned on him later as she calmed down. They had crossed paths, after all! She reached her arms out, wanting to take Yvette from him. "Come, Yvette, let Mommy carry you!"

"No..."

Clearly sleepy, Yvette wouldn't leave Willy's arms, fussing as she kept her arms wrapped around his neck.

Lauren got anxious at that but couldn't help bewildering, "Since when has Yvette begun clinging to Willy?" It had only been a few days, and she had already fallen out of favor?

She then took a step forward, clapping her hands. "Yvette, let Mommy carry you, okay? Daddy has something he has to go to... You're a good girl, Yvette..."

With that, she grabbed her hand, but right as she tugged, Yvette began fussing again, dragging herself back into Willy's arms. "No! No... Daddy carry... I want Daddy! Comfy... Sleepy... Mmm... No..."

Lauren kept her hands spread, feeling rather helpless while Willy's heart ached for his baby girl, patting her back, comforting her, "Okay, okay, Daddy will carry you, Daddy will! We'll stay like this..."

Yvette adjusted her position as she nuzzled in Willy's arms. Very quickly, she stopped moving.

"Never mind, I'll go over after we bring Yvette back to her ward!"

After taking a gander at Cloud, Willy strode away, holding Lauren's hand while carrying Yvette in his arms. Cloud, on the other hand, gnashed her teeth at Willy's response as she slowly turned in his direction.noveldrama

After settling Yvette down in her ward, Willy only consulted Dory's doctor and visited her in the ICU.

Doctors and nurses crowded the ward right then. Dory's hair had already all fallen off, looking pitifully pallid all over. Her eyes were half-open, looking like they were shrouded in a layer of mist, not focusing on anything. She was so weak that she could barely make a sound anymore, but Willy could tell she was probably mouthing 'Mommy'.

"Mommy... Mom..."

He had been acquainted with the child, after all; his heart wrenched for her, looking at the scene. "Doctor, is there really no other way? What about HSCT?"

The doctor was also all woeful and despondent as he shook his head. Seeing so, Willy could only sigh weakly as well. Alas, there was only so much humankind could do no matter how hard they tried! She was still so little, yet she was already suffering so much pain and torture before she got to take a good look at the world. How could his heart not ache for her?

Cloud was already choking with sobs, sitting at the edge of the bed. However, there was nothing any of them could do that hadn't already been done then. In the end, Dory took off her oxygen mask, lying in her mother's arms as she held her hand weakly.

"Mommy, I'm leaving you soon, aren't I? I won't hurt anymore..."

"Mommy, I want to go home. Our home, that home!"

"Will my hair... grow back? Mommy, I want to eat cake. I want to wear a red dress! I don't want to stay here..."

"Mommy, pain..."

Dory expressed a lot intermittently, and Cloud's smiling sobs made the atmosphere increasingly grieving. As Willy barely heard anything that had to do with him in Dory's words, he couldn't help feeling doubtful amidst the sadness, unnerving

him.

He stayed in the ward in silence the entire time, only leaving when Dory fell into a deep slumber from fatigue.

Right as he returned to Yvette's ward, he saw her leaning in Lauren's arms, reading a storybook. The warm and affectionate scene was a sharp contrast to the incongruous sadness earlier.

"Why hasn't she slept?"

Willy checked the time to find it was already past ten, his face riddled with exhaustion as well as he removed his jacket.

"She insisted on waiting for you! You must be exhausted. I had the servants bring some soup over. Why don't I get you a bowl, and you can rest for a while before you go to bed!"

With that, Lauren got up and went to the small room attached to the ward while Willy sat down on the edge of the bed. He was genuinely worn out, closing his eyes a little as he rolled his head and stiff shoulders. But just as he moved, a gentle pressure struck him, and he saw Yvette standing right behind the moment he opened his eyes, pounding his shoulders. Willy froze right then, his heart overflowing with love.

"Daddy works hard to make money for you; so you give Daddy a nice massage..."

Yvette pounded hard a couple of times as she spoke.

Willy's exhaustion seemed to have vanished that instant, immensely touched, asking her as he pulled her into his lap, "You're such a sweet girl, Yvette! Do your head and tummy still hurt?"

Shaking her head, Yvette tugged on his shirt to stand on his legs, playing with him. "No! I'm okay now. Daddy, I want to see Dree! You promised you'd take me to see big birds and Dree! "

Lauren came out with a bowl of soup only to see Yvette fussing. Putting the bowl down, she looked sternly at her.

"Yvette, come down! Hadn't I told you, you can't be wilful or horse around? Daddy's very tired after working a whole day. Let him rest and have his dinner first; I'll play with you. Daddy will play with you tomorrow, okay?"

She had already picked Yvette up as she spoke and even shot a glance at the food tray aside.

Willy's heart melted at the view. His woman, his daughter, the two most important women in his life, similarly thoughtful and sensible, similarly caring for him!

Happiness wasn't enough to describe how he felt right then.

Genuinely hungry, he put a piece of bread into his soup and began eating. But after a couple of spoonfuls, he noticed Yvette staring at it and smacking her lips. With that, he fed her a spoonful. Swallowing it, Yvette kicked her legs happily, then covered her mouth as she looked over to Lauren.

Lauren couldn't help chuckling as well, taking a piece of tissue to wipe her mouth. "Look at you; a mouthful of soup, and you're already so happy." Willy extended his spoon over to Yvette again right as Lauren finished speaking, and Yvette stretched her neck to eat it, giggling joyously. Lauren couldn't help feeling stumped, seeing the two having so much fun, one teasingly fed a spoonful after another while the other smacked her lips with enjoyment.

"Silly girl, how are you so happy when you've been treated like a puppy? You had your dinner already..."

It couldn't be that what Willy fed her was much better than hers, could it?

Right as she was immersed in her

thoughts, a spoonful of soup appeared right at her mouth. Yvette had her mouth wide open then, and Lauren suddenly had the urge to tease her, taking the spoonful of soup, and Yvette clapped anxiously.

"Mm... Hmph..."

Struck with revelation as she swallowed, Lauren pinched Willy's thigh. "You sure know how to play a good cop!"

No wonder Yvette was so happy. Who would've thought he'd feed the meat she deliberately put in his bowl to their little one!

"Naha... It's fine; I've already checked with the doctor. A little bit won't mess with her digestion. Giving her some meat will also boost her immune system! Our baby girl is the best; easy to raise, not picky!"

With that, he scooped another spoonful of soup, making sure there were some vegetables and meat inside, and fed it to Yvette again.

Like a mouse who had successfully stolen cheese, Yvette happily danced as she chewed. Lauren tore a piece of bread while rolling her eyes and fed Willy.

The family fed each other; the simplest of meals, the most common of life, no happiness could be greater than this.

The following morning, a burst of heartrending cry roused Lauren and Willy when the sky was still a little dark. Exchanging a glance, they sat up.

"Is that her?"

Willy nodded unknowingly, still half asleep, "I think so..."

Could it be that Dory had passed?

A moment after silently looking at each other, Lauren suggested, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Though she didn't like Cloud very much, being in the hospital would make one feel more sympathetic toward others in the same situation.

A hospital was the most authentic place to attest to the world's joys and sorrows, and genuine feelings and nature; even more so, a place to tell one's

heart.

Lauren sighed subconsciously. A life, gone, just like that!

Willy got out of bed and closed the inner door. "Nah, nothing will change even if I go. I've already asked the staff to help her out!"

Plus, he had done everything to help her, in affiliation and in reasoning.

Dory's words from the night before would inexplicably pop up in his mind. He couldn't shake off the

feeling that the child knew who her father was, and she didn't seem at all eager to see him either. Either way, he should have seen her when they had crossed paths. But he didn't like the hints of deceits, giving him the feeling that his kindness had been used for the wrong purposes!

They received concrete news at noon; Dory didn't make it as they suspected. Lauren didn't dare leave the ward too often, keeping Yvette company

the entire day for fear that she'd bump into Cloud and irritate her.

By that evening, Yvette, who was getting more spirited, was clearly beginning to feel restless, having been stuck in her ward the entire day.

"Mommy, I want to go out and play. I want to ride my car!"

Mommy..."

Yvette pouted pitifully as she tugged the ear of the bunny plushie in her hands. "Just for a while, please? I'll put on a jacket; I won't get sick. Okay, Mommy? Just for a while?"

Seeing that she had been staring at her car the whole day, Lauren had difficulty saying no. But since peace and quiet had returned to the corridor outside, she nodded, grabbing the thick sports jacket aside.

"Then we'll play in the corridor for a while! But you have to be a good girl. We have to stay here so you'll be able to recover sooner, and we can go

home earlier!"

"Okay, corridor! Then, Mommy, can

you take my car and skateboard outside? And bunny too. I promised

I'd take him out on a ride!" "Sure..." Putting on her shoes as they spoke, Yvette was already dying to get on her skateboard, charging out the ward on her own as she rode on it.

"Slow down!"

Lauren asked a guard to help bring her car out while she chased after her.

"Woohoo... haha..." Yvette cried out joyously as she ran back and forth the corridor. "Mommy, Mommy... I'm coming. Get out of the way..."

While Lauren kept a close eye on Yvette as she played, Cloud stood muddle- headedly at the stairway, landing her drifting gaze on the flying pink figure, clenching her fists unconsciously.

Why did the heavens have to be so unfair? She tried so hard to keep her daughter alive, yet she was still taken away! Why couldn't her Dory get

better?

Her daughter died, yet she could still laugh and have fun?!

Despicable!

It must be her. Her fortune must've killed Dory. The best doctors must've gone to save her!

That must be it!

No! How could she be the only one in pain?

"Laugh, laugh all you want now! Sooner or later, I'll let you taste the pain of losing your daughter. Let's see if you can still laugh by then!" Cloud

mused.