Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 204

This nightdress was the newest out of all her clothes and he had a deep impression of it.

The dress was also put in a separate bag.

When she wore this red nightdress, she looked sensual and attractive. But, when Frederick looked at it at this moment, he felt thorns pricking in his heart.

This wasn't a gift from that man, was it?

Was there something wrong with her? Why didn't she pack the rest of the clothes? Was she leaving them for him?

Would it hurt to leech off of him? Why pack that one pathetic nightdress?

He walked to the first aid kit, took out the scissors, and started cutting up the butterfly until it was in pieces. He then threw the nightdress into the trash can, which made him feel better.

Throwing all her clothes away, he returned her books and trinkets back to their original places. However, his expression got gloomier by the minute.

"What is wrong with her? She even took the one-dollar pen holder? How stingy! What is this?"

He found something like a half- used eraser and threw it into the trash can as well.

"She's really something! Was she a recycling station? She really packed all kinds of useless stuff!"

Putting a Japanese doll back on the shelf, he noticed a small note on the ornament. The writing was neat and rather adorable.

"Cheer up! XX!"

What did 'XX' mean?

He glanced and could not help but smile as he stroked the doll's hair. She really was like a young girl!

Turning around, he arranged the last of her belongings and put her suitcase back in the corner of the closet. He was satisfied as he looked at the familiar settings of the room.

After washing his hands, he walked over to the bed with the porridge in hand. Why was she still sleeping?

He kept walking back and forth but she had no reaction at all!

She was still curled up as she slept, her brows furrowing, her hands grasping tightly at a corner of the blanket. She looked pitiful and this sight deeply ached his heart. Sitting down, he reached out and caressed her sprawled hair.

She must have been extremely terrified the night before. She was still tensed up until this moment!

What a stubborn girl! Was it so difficult to give in to him?

She had been sleeping in this position for the whole afternoon. He wanted to get her to eat something, therefore he nudged her gently.

"Ally?"

"Hiss!"

An angry hiss came again and Alicia curled up even more as she was startled.

He moved his hand and paused. Why was she so hot?

He proceeded to check the temperature of her forehead. Oh, no, she had a fever!

"Ally, wake up, don't sleep, wake up—" He brought a thermometer over and put it between her underarms before looking for some fever medicine.

"Ally, you have a fever! Wake up, come on!"

He held her, afraid that she would fall unconscious due to the fever.

Dazed and groggy, Alicia was stuck in a dream. All kinds of wicked, ugly faces of men flashed across her mind. She unconsciously clawed her hands as she was trying to scream but she could only pant heavily.

Frederick took the thermometer. It was higher than thirty-nine degrees?

Why was it that he could not wake her up? Had she passed out?

Picking up the phone, he called Carson immediately.

After giving Alicia the drip and cleaning her wounds, Carson spoke.

"She must have been frightened and caught a cold. I guess she didn't get much rest either and she overexerted herself! She's just too tired! Don't disturb her and let her have a good sleep!"

"If her fever has subsided by tomorrow morning, I'll come over to give her a shot. We should stop using the drip!"

"Okay!"

Only then did Frederick tear his gaze off of her. He tucked her in nicely and said, "I'll walk you out!”

When they reached the outside of the door, he asked Carson, "What's the situation with that man currently?" ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"His genitals were slashed by a knife; he should be infertile for life! Chet went hard on him too, he agitated the man with few words, so much that they caused his wound to reopen. He had another surgery that afternoon... I don't know if he would have to give up on that body part of his!"

"I don't want to see that person ever again. Don't let him leave the hospital on his legs!"

Carson was shocked, widening his eyes. Wasn't it enough that he had ended up that way? Did Frederick mean that he wanted him to be paralyzed for life?

Wasn't it too cruel?

"Frederick, are you sincere about Alicia?" This time, he had really done a lot for her; Carson heard that he even hit Chet!

Frederick's cold eyes narrowed but he did not deny it.

"Then... how about Danica?" Weren't the two of them hitting it off recently?

It was lucky that nothing had happened to her, or many people would be done for! Nevertheless, he truly admired her. She had already been beaten up until this state but she still did not cower and had the courage to fight back with a knife!

Frederick's face fell. "Danica is Danica; Alicia is Alicia!"

What did that mean?

For a long time, Carson could not understand. "Frederick, you'll slip up sooner or later if you are two-timing!"

This did not seem to be Frederick's style anyway! Would Danica agree to this? Alicia did not look like someone who would share a man with another woman either!

"You should go back to kindergarten! Is your wife just an accessory?" Carson's ability to understand things was terrible! Giving him a look of disdain, Frederick then went back into the house.

"Don't forget to close the door! Walk yourself out!"

Rolling his eyes, Carson sighed.

He was utterly speechless by Frederick! He had to beat around the bush when it could be explained in just three words! Wouldn't he misunderstand if Frederick had just said "I want Alicia"?

Even Danica was not...

Alicia was certainly special!

Following that, he headed downstairs with his medical kit.

In the room, Frederick stayed by Alicia until she finished the drip. He changed the wet towel on her forehead and he was about to go soak it again when he heard movement behind him. He looked back and saw Alicia waving her hands frantically, her face scrunched together.

"No! Please don't!"

Setting the towel aside, he held her hands. "Ally, I'm here. Don't be afraid!"

She was restless and it was getting hard for him to keep her still. He sat on the bed and pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay, it's okay now! No one will hurt you ever again!"

The next second, a pair of hands clutched to him and her pliant body nudged against him.

"Save me! Don't come over!"

"Dad, don't leave me... I'm not bad luck, I'm not..."

"I didn't seduce him... It was him! He didn't give me money... He lied! Why does everyone... want to accuse me?" she cried.

"I can't find a job... No!"

"I'm not a bad woman! I don't sell myself! I didn't do it! I won't be a mistress... I won't do it!

"Why does everyone lie to me? Give someone else the ticket... You left me, you didn't want me anymore!"

"Made me an escort, you left me to be..."

Struck by her rambling, Frederick subconsciously tightened his arms...