Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

When Wyatt finished his second tour, three words seemed to be written on his face-I'm not happy!

Perhaps it was because of his first impression of the purse, or perhaps you just "get what you pay". Basically, Wyatt was only impressed with that particular purse.

"Can't you order more? It's alright if it arrives later!"

Out of the four colors, the gray one looked the best. It wasn't monotonous or jarring. It was graceful.

"Sir, this is a limited edition purse. There's no way we're going to get more of them. It was also handmade by a retired master craftsman, so I'm afraid you won't ever find more like it in the future! Actually, shopping is like dating, sometimes it just depends on your fate. Sir, you're actually extremely lucky today. It just arrived at our store, and not all our staff know about this product, so you're frankly the first to buy it! If you're really fond of this color, getting a middle-sized one would be nice too!"

There was nothing else he could do!

At first, Wyatt was ready to move on from the purse, but after hearing what the assistant said, he became more desperate for it. If he went back and returned the next day, well, maybe there would be nothing left for him by then. He examined the purses again.

"Forget it. Get me a beige one!"

If he brought two purses of different sizes, he would be putting one before the other. That wasn't his style!

He always felt that black and white were the most common colors for purses. They lacked novelty. The beige one seemed grand as well, and if he hadn't compared it to the gray one, he'd be pretty satisfied with it too!

"Alright, thank you again, sir. I'll wrap it up for you right away!"

The two assistants grinned like Chesire cats as one took his card while the other packed his order. They were pretty efficient too.

"Sir, what would you like to print on your card? Additionally, as thanks for your shopping, we will be giving you a free membership. If there are any new designs in the future, you'll get a 90% discount on them! Furthermore, we have attached a small gift with this limited edition purse. It's a little pocket wallet, and its designs are the same as the purse. You can use it as a keychain, or perhaps use it as a little wallet too. It's already in the purse, you can check it if you want-"

"Sure." Wyatt couldn't care less about those petty things. He took the items and left.

With the two purses in hand, he suddenly remembered the cards. He turned back and called out, "You don't have to print the cards for me, just give me two blank ones!"

The cards in the store were custom-made according to the purses' color. It was captivating indeed. It seemed to have a certain kind of fragrance too. Wyatt thought it was nice. It also saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't need to grab another one from a different store. However, he didn't know what to write yet. Even though the store offered to send flowers too, he wasn't that kind of cheap person who'd take advantage of such silly events, so he refused it. With the purses in hand, he returned to his hotel, relieved.

He randomly picked up a card and wrote two words. "Merry Christmas!"

He signed his name "Johnson" at the bottom right corner, but he didn't write any names on the top left corner.

He fiddled with the card in his hand, but his mind was blank. Should he gift this to Raynee? Except for those two words, he didn't really know what else he should write!

He took out the other card and did the same. Two words, one name.

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He realized that he just wasn't a letter person Every time he picked up a pen, he'd forget what he had intended to write. Even if he hadn't forgotten, the words and sentences that came out from under the pen he hele were all terrible.

He threw the pen away and put the cards aside. His gaze then fell on the two big

purses in front. Which should he give who?

The problem had been haunting Wyatt for the whole night.

Even though their last meeting was pretty awful, Wyatt had come all the way from Casterwich City to the United Kingdom to see her. They

didn't get to meet so often as wewet

Therefore, even though the man was infuriating, Raynee still endured it all. However, she felt that there was

something off about their

relationship. She couldn't stop the

insecure thoughts from intruding on

her mind.

Wyatt invited her out the next day. She decided to let go of her grudge against him.

After what happened last time, Wyatt was more careful this time. They finally got to enjoy a nice dinner together.

After the meal, Raynee grabbed Wyatt's arm and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Wyatt, I took a day off, so I don't have to go back today!" She said, "It's been so long since we've hung out together!"

"Yeah."

Wyatt gave her a faint smile. During winter, the streets were freezing and the winds were chilly. Regardless, they had each other. With the warmth from the other person, they no longer feared the cold. Life was beautiful!

They wandered on the streets and brought some freshly-baked sweet potatoes. Then, they headed to the hotel merrily.

In the room, with some hot tea in hand, they watched TV without saying anything.

After all, they didn't spend much time together, so they couldn't care less about what to watch. Perhaps they just needed the TV to fill the silence.

A foreign romance film played on the TV that day. When the male and female lead kissed under the beautiful moon, Raynee unconsciously pursed her lips. Wyatt also habitually rubbed her head. Their lips quickly locked-

On the sofa, Raynee curled up in his arms and enjoyed his presence. Some sounds of gasping could be heard from the TV, which accelerated the process and brought up the atmosphere between the couple.

It wasn't their first time. Everything seemed to happen so naturally.

At some point, their clothes started to fall off their bodies. As they were both burning with passion, Raynee suddenly asked something out of concern.noveldrama

"Wyatt, you're hurt. Why didn't you tell me?"

She looked at the two clear bloody spots on his body. Thick scabs had formed on them. It was evident that the wounds were deep, and they were quite new. As she caressed the wounds, she couldn't help but feel surprised and worried.

Two spots?

Did a snake bite him?

However, why did the snake bite him there? How did it bite him there?