Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)
Chapter 1154

"Can I have sore feet? No one is as scared as you..."

Waverly muttered as she moved her little feet, but she was still barefoot. She raised her hand and stretched her small waist. A satisfied smile also appeared on her beautiful lips.

The moment their eyes met, both of them felt a sense of disgust. They started the car again and Wyatt unconsciously stepped on the gas pedal. The atmosphere was a little awkward. Waverly also took back her posture and obediently put her feet back in her shoes. In an instant, there was a silence and depression in the car. In an instant, even the air seemed to be frozen. It was quiet, and there was only the sound of breathing and touching each other's little hands. Waverly was very, very uncomfortable. Seeing that it was not yet her destination, she pursed her lower lip and looked at him with her head tilted. "Sigh, don't be angry. It's my fault, okay?"

Wyatt ignored her and did not even look into her eyes.

He didn't say anything, but he didn't say anything special. He thought that it was not worthwhile to let the relationship be so cold in half. He kicked his calf and Waverly said,

"My name is Waverly. I work and work as an accountant in the Fengyun office. You can call me Yuewan, Waverly, or Xiaowan. In short, don't call me Xiaochi or "Chi" or something like that. I feel like I'm an idiot when I'm not careful. What a nuisance!" "Well, I have no choice. God gave me this surname. I can't choose it! It makes me feel a little sad sometimes, but I really like it!"

Because there was no conversation at all, Wyatt did not participate. She was also afraid of this kind of silent oppressive environment, so after a long time, Waverly held her chin, talking to herself and asking for something.

"By the way, I can't always call you 'ah' or 'hey', can I? What should I call you then?"

"Mr. Johnson? He seems to be a little strange? Wyatt? Uh, no, it's too cheesy. I can't say it out loud! Fourth Master? We all know that there are four masters in Casterwich City. It's easy to misunderstand. It's not good! Then what's good? Fourth Brother? No, no! It feels weird!"

Then, Waverly said, "Then let's call it Fourth Master! You're both respectful and admiring him, and you're not lacking in romance-"

The key was that she could put him in the same position as her father. It would be easier for her to act coy and shout!

Subconsciously, she felt that this was better, so she unconsciously raised her voice.

There was always a lot of noise in his ear. He was obviously annoyed by her, but for some reason, Wyatt did not drive her away. Moreover, looking at her chattering, nodding and thinking, he had another thought:

Was this the woman he had met before?

Except for his face, why did he feel nothing different from hair to the back of his feet?

In his mind, the little girl who chased him along the way should be shy, quiet and gentle. But the woman in front of him was hot, unrestrained, enthusiastic and active. She almost never stopped along the way. The key was that she was all over herself! What was going on?

If she didn't know, she would definitely think that something was wrong with her brain!

Therefore, when Waverly came to her senses, she saw the car parked on the side, while Wyatt looked at her with an upright expression.

Waverly suddenly came to her senses and almost reflexively shut her mouth. Almost at the same time, she sat up straight. She looked around and said,

"Have we arrived?"

Wyatt looked away and extinguished the fire.

She tidied up her clothes and glanced at the receptionist who was coming to serve her. Waverly also pulled down the collar of her clothes.

"Is it about to start?"

However, she was sure about her question, so before Wyatt could answer, she said, "Who do you think will take the initiative?"

It was obvious that she was being looked down upon by someone. The next second, she heard a light knock on the door.

His hand was still on his collar, and Waverly was stunned.

What did this mean? Did he want to play or not? Did he take the initiative or she?

She kept searching for the content of the agreement in her mind. Waverly still could not remember it, but the car door beside her had opened. Walking down, she felt so bad that she was speechless. What should she do? Should she enter the play or not?

Really! He didn't make it clear!

How could she guess?

She was not a mind reader!

Glancing at the well- ironed man in front of her, Waverly stuck out her tongue and criticized him silently.

Seeing that his steps had obviously

jet

slowed down he thought that he should be the one who supported the mistress, right? Therefore, as soon as the idea flashed through his mind, he had already stepped forward. After a few big steps, Waverly rushed to Wyatt's side, held him behind and said coquettishly,

"Hey, don't go so fast. Wait for me!"

"Well, don't be angry with me. I'm wrong. Fourth Master is magnanimous. Don't argue with me, okay?"

Waverly cackled as her entire body almost stuck to him. Her body stiffened and she looked sideways at the beautiful smiling woman beside him, who was leaning against his arm, Wyatt seemed to have been frozen in place. He looked at her pleading eyes, and even hated her soft and sticky posture, but at this moment, he could not even breathe. Moreover, for some reason, it seemed to be mixed with some unspeakable joy. He could not bear to push her away at all, as if rejecting her was the most natural thing in the world!

Wyatt glared at her and snorted coldly.

Just then, a cry suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Wow, it's a good idea. A beauty!"

He looked up and saw a man at the entrance not far away. He had already buried himself in the doorway and was pulled out by his companions. At this time, the two of them stood aside and muttered to themselves, glancing at the woman behind them from time to time.

"Hey, look, look, your favorite type, enchanting figure, super beautiful!"

At this time, Waverly also slowly

straightened@p. As soon as she stretched out her hand, Wyatt reached out and circled her in his arms. He put one hand around her thin waist and put it on her flat lower abdomen. He also hooked her in front of him, and his actions were self-evident.

"Let's go!"

He was out of his mind! How could he be mad at her? He almost forgot the purpose of his coming! Holding her, the two of them swaggered into the room, but there was an uproar behind them.

"It seems to be Mr. Johnson! Who is this woman? The relationship between them seems to be unusual!"

"No way! I heard that the Fourth Young Master has already lost three people. Does he have a say in this?"