Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

The familiar face, the familiar breath, and even the familiar style—

Waverly's eyes widened in shock. She could not accurately describe her current state of mind. "How is this possible?" she thought.

The memories of the past flooded into her mind. She felt a stream of hot air rushing to her head. Her hand froze in mid-air, and her lips moved. Waverly did not know how to react for a long time. But she could not utter the words that reached her mouth.

Was she hallucinating? Or dreaming? What the hell?

She clearly saw him being buried right in front of her. How could a person who had been cremated in front of her stand in front of her now?

"Waverly?"

The familiar voice pierced through her eardrums, causing her to tremble violently.

Waverly subconsciously took a big step back and rubbed her eyes forcefully. However, she felt her hair stand on end.

"Fr- Fr- Franklin?"

He knew her. Was it really him?

The man smiled and stretched out his hand. Waverly was so scared that she took two big steps back. "You, don't come over here!"

A man who had been dead for more than two years suddenly came back to life and stood in front of her. She slapped her cheeks and twisted her arms from time to time. Waverly couldn't accept the reality in front of her at all. She was in a mess.

"Waverly, it's me, Franklin. I'm back! My beloved wife, I finally found you—"

He spoke again. The man's voice was full of affection but also could not hide his excitement, as if he was shocked as well. His words instantly softened her heart.

Wife? Beloved wife?

Did he forget what he had done to her?

In an instant, Waverly's rationality was pulled back by the memories from the past.

"Don't try to get close to me! Don't you know that I'm a famous 'Black Widow'? Do you think you can pretend to be my dead husband just by having a similar face and investigating my past life? If you like to be him so much, go die like he did!"

Waverly snatched the bag from him. Her face was cold, but her tone was full of anger.

Not to mention that she saw him get cremated with her own eyes, even if his ghost really came back, he did all those dirty things and should stay far away from her! A person who had been dead for a few years came back to life. Was he telling a ghost story, or did he think she was a three-year-old child?

Turning around and striding away, she heard an urgent voice behind her.

"Waverly! I crawled back from hell! It was because of you and for you! It was you who gave me the courage. You don't know what I have been through in the past two years! Don't you remember me? Don't you recognize me? Phew..."

The sudden gasp attracted Waverly's attention. She stopped and unconsciously looked down. She glanced at the breathless man in front of her and then noticed that he was holding a crutch. Waverly's eyes obviously paused.

That was right!

The feeling of this person was too familiar!

Her intuition told her that this person was the one she once loved!

But after being a widow for a few years and suffering so much infamy, she was suddenly told that all of this was actually a misunderstanding.for some reason. She was not a widow, so she suffered all of this formothing and was wronged. For a while, Waverly really could not accept it.

Even though she could clearly see the affection in the man's eyes, she was still horrified.

Her mind was in a mess. She shrank her shoulders subconsciously and held her bag. Waverly said nothing but turned around and ran away like a refugee.

The whole world seemed to be in disorder. Waverly could not calm down for a long time. The whole time, she was in a trance. She could not wait for half a second and drove directly to Wyatt's company.

She rushed to the door of the president's office in one breath. Without knocking on the door, she rushed in directly. "Wyatt--"

At the moment when she opened her mouth, tears rolled down her cheeks and blurred her eyes. She was about to say something, but when she raised her eyes, she saw not only him in the office, but also three strangers in suits and ties surrounding the table. At this time, everyone was holding a pen in their hands. It seemed that they were discussing something important. At this moment, because of her sudden intrusion, everyone turned back in a posture, looking stunned and obviously shocked.

There was a buzz in her head before she regained her senses. Waverly stood rooted to the spot, completely forgetting how to react.

"Miss Castle, the president is in a meeting..."noveldrama

The secretary, who had followed her all the way here, also staggered in with an unsightly attitude. She held the door, panting, and her hands were still hanging in the air.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Looking up, Wyatt was also stunned for two seconds. Then, he quickly stood up from the chair, put down the pen, and strode away from the office table.

"Why are you here? What happened?"

Seeing her pale face full of tears, and her pretty little face with her makeup obviously ruined. Holding her shoulders, Wyatt was really shocked by her.

Wyatt moved, and the people behind him slowly stood up, looking at each other in dismay. They all stared at Waverly as if they had seen a ghost. After all, they were all experienced men. Although their eyes betrayed them, their faces were still relatively calm. Moreover, they all chose to cover their mouths and not gossip.

Waverly's mind went blank from fright. She stood there in a daze for a long while, not saying a single word. Tears started streaming down uncontrollably. Wyatt's voice and appearance were like a sharp needle that stimulated her fragile senses and tears.

It was only when he saw the secretary at the door with her mouth agape that Wyatt stood up straight and turned around. "Continue tomorrow. You may all leave!"

He glanced at Seth and watched everyone leave. Wyatt locked the door and turned back. Before he could speak, a soft figure threw herself into his arms and cried again.

"Wyatt... Frank- he's still alive. He's alive again. He's back! I'm a widow. Am I still a widow? He came to me!"

Waverly pulled on his clothes tightly. She was like a lost child, her eyes full of panic and confusion.

He had never seen her like this before. Her words were intermittent and vague. Wyatt was in a state of confusion. He could not understand what she was saying at all.

He thought something had happened to

Trevor, but it didn't seem like it. He held her in his arms and patted her on the

back. Wyatt slowed down and wiped her tears calmly.

"Okay, okay. Don't cry first. Don't worry. Take your time! I'm here. It's okay!"