Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Frederick was shocked beyond belief; he felt as if his heart had been dug out of his body.

For a long time, he kneeled on the bed, hugging her in his arms. The two of them were like statues, not moving at all.

At the stime, a ward at the hospital was filled with screams and yells.

"How is this possible? Doctor, you have to save me! I'm very rich! I'm begging you! Even if I lose my fertility, I can't lose my manhood!" "Doctor, would my husband be unable to do it for the rest of his life? Then, what should I do? Is the injury that serious? Wasn't it just a minor surgery? Why can't it be treated?" "That b*tch, it's all that b*tch's fault!" With one hand gesturing, the doctor wrote the diagnosis with the other while talking.

"Please calm down, your actions are not beneficial for the recovery! The patient just went through surgery last night and can't be too agitated! If the wound gets infected and opens up, we may need to amputate the part!" With that, the two of them stopped talking.

"The wound is too deep and the internal parts are completely crushed. It's very lucky that he is still alive! For now, both of you should accept the current situation and receive treatment. Who knows, a miracle may happen when the wound has fully recovered!11 After explaining, the doctor left the ward, leaving the two of them to quarrel.

"I've told you not to mess around. Are you happy now? Serves you right! Let's see if you would dare to be like this again!" "Are you f*cking finished? It's all that sl*t's fault! She ctoherself and still acted like a prude? How dare she struckso hard! If I die, I'll bring her down with me! If I can't murder her, I'll hire someone to maim her! Argh..." "What are you acting so strong for? If you didn't mess around, why would you be in this situation?" "Why do you always side with outsiders? Whose side are you on? Go and investigate that woman fornow!" This was what Willy heard as he cclose. As he gestured, two men in black suits entered the ward.

"Mr. Miller? We're in charge of investigating the assault at Hiddleson Hotel last night, these are our staff IDs! May I ask if you were with this pretty lady last night and were you wounded by her?" The two men gestured at the picture. One of them asked questions while the other took out a recording device.

"That's her! I could recognize this b*tch anywhere. I'll never get her face wrong! Ugh, Officers, I'm now mildly disabled. Could I sue her, request compensation, and send her to jail? I want her to be locked up fo the rest of her life!" One of the men in black suit glanced at him and asked in a stern tone, "Are you sure it was her?" "I could never get her wrong! I've never seen such a beautiful woman in my life! She's a f*cking vixen, this sl*t has madebeclike this! She ruined me!" If he was not smitten by her, why would he be in this situation? Wilson Miller grabbed the blanket in agitation and started crying in regret.

After exchanging gazes, the man in charge of the interrogation spoke again.

"I may not have made myself clear. We're from the Narcotics Division, your case of assault is considered a criminal case and is not under our jurisdiction! We may have colleagues coming over later and you can tell them in detail. This woman is a drug dealer that we've been following. Yesterday, we lost her on the thirty-first floor, and we also lost a hundred grams of drugs. We suspect that she had a trade and she was to meet with her partners. Now we're investigating for any suspects. Are you sure she was the one who hurt you? Does this mean that she was with you for the entire of last night?" Drugs? One hundred grams? When Wilson heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded.

She brought a bag the previous night but he did not notice what was inside it. Fifty grams could already incur a death sentence! If he said that it was her, wouldn't he beca suspect? For a long time, he remained quiet, hesitating.

At this time, one of the men's phone rang.

He checked the incoming text message and said, "Boss, they've found the bag but the stuff is missing! We can't confirm which room it was and they're asking whether we need to check every room! I've heard that all the people staying on the thirty-first floor are influential people. Many of them are high-profile people and we can't search them without solid evidence!" As the two of them were hesitating, another man walked in and showed his staff ID. This taround, it was a police officer from the Criminal Division, with similar questions.

"Sir, I heard that you were stabbed by a woman last night. Could you describe her appearance? Is it this woman?" Wilson looked at the officer and waved his hands quickly.

"No, no! The woman who hurtwas much thicker! She was plump and had a square face! She was larger in size! It wasn't her, it wasn't her-" "Do you mean it didn't have anything to do with Miss Alicia Blanchard? But, we've already filed a case and are prepared to prosecute her. Do you want to withdraw the charges? If that's the case, we need you to sign this authorization letter!" The two groups of police were standing at separate spots. As the Criminal Division officer was speaking to Wilson, the officers from the Narcotics Division stood at a distance, discussing their own affairs. Once Wilson saw that the two officers were not looking, he hurriedly signed the papers in fear of involving himself in sserious trouble.

Soon, all of them were sent away at last. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Was that woman a drug dealer? D*mn it! No wonder she was so ruthless!

At this moment, he did not dare say anything even if he had any other thoughts. Everyone knew that the people involved with drug dealings did not care much for their lives and would not be afraid to do anything. Wouldn't it be easy for them to get rid of him? Although he wasn't really a man anymore and sparts of him could not function, at least he was still alive! Outside the door, Willy nodded as he looked at the Power of Attorney obtained by the men. "Yes, very good. You guys can go now!"

The group disappeared down the aisle and Willy took out his phone. An hour later, moans and pants could be heard from the ward. Very quickly, there was pandemonium in the room and Wilson's wound opened up again... Chet soon received a message. "Frederick, the lawsuit was withdrawn!" At the stime, Noah said, "I'll handle the bailing procedures!" Caressing Alicia's hair with his warm hands, Frederick hugged her close to him. "Everything's fine now, let's go home..." He gave a look and Chet grabbed the pair of shoes on the floor, handing it over to him. Bending down, he slowly helped her into her shoes before lifting her up in his arms.

Before he stepped out of the space, his deathly gaze swept over the drunk man and Chet beside him, who was hanging his head low.

It was as if Frederick was engulfed in a layer of ice. Chet did not dare to trail closely behind him Reaching the car, he opened the door and Frederick finally looked at him in the eye. "I want to know every detail of what happened last night! Get rid of that person! If another mistake happens, I'll get rid of you!" Chet could sense the ruthlessness in him, an anger that would destroy everything. He couldn't help drawing in a lungful of cold air.

"Yes!" X