Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Frederick had mixed feelings about the situation. A part of him hated Danica to the bone, a no-good troublemaker. Yet another part of him wanted her to be the mastermind behind this whole incident. If that was the case, then the cause of Alicia's disease can be found, thus increasing the hope of curing Alicia! Frederick pushed that shameful thought away. After all, if that were true, didn't it mean that he was ultimately the cause of all her suffering? "Don't recall our subordinates. Dig deeper into Danica's movements and habits! Alicia's illness might have something to do with her!" After hanging up the phone, Frederick discovered another unread message.

[Gregon North Hills, be there or be square...] Her words proved all of Frederick's speculations. Frederick leaned his disheveled body back on the seat. Tilting his head back, he closed his eyes. Hiding his ice-filled gaze.

After a while, he started his car, made a U-turn, and headed off to the North Hill Hotel.

He arrived right on tat seven o'clock, but the meeting place was changed to Gregon Side Hills instead. It was a small hill from which people were able to admire half the scenery of Casterwich City.

When Frederick ascended the hill, buffeted by the cold wind, a solitary figure could vaguely be seen on the top of the hill.

She was wearing a white dress, and her hair was gracefully swaying in the wind. At that moment, Frederick felt nothing but emptiness.

There wasn't any sympathy on his face, not even any hint of pity towards her. Fredericks stared at her coldly. It was as if he saw an annoying cockroach.

"I'm here!" At the stime, Frederick remained emotionless.

Danica ignored him and didn't respond for a long time. Her eyes were directly fixed on the myriad ethereal lights of the city.

The atmosphere was filled with silence before she spoke, "The lights in the night are really breathtaking, aren't they?" Turning around slowly, Danica deliberately showed her gorgeously made-up face. However, she was as empty as a plastic vase.

Frederick shoved both his hands into his pockets and looked at her in disdain. He didn't say a word.

As their eyes met, Danica's gaze trembled while Frederick's were aloof, as steady as a rock.

"Frederick, do you still remember the first twhen we chere? It was still a pile of dirt back then. From here you used to see many old houses. I can't believe that it only took a few years for it to turn into a bustling city filled with skyscrapers..." Although this hill stayed the same, the scenery beneath the hill was a world of difference.

Danica was filled with regret and sorrow, as the beautiful sceneries in her memory shifted beyond recognition. Just like her relationships.

Frederick remained silent the entire time, clearly wanting to see what she was up to! "Frederick, how did we end up like this? Did I change too much, or was it you who gavetoo little? It's said that men are likely to change when they have money. No matter what happened, it seems to betrue..." In the past, he had been indulgent towards her! Although they didn't have much money back then, she was really happy. How wonderful it would be if she could turn back tto before she turned eighteen! She wasn't even thirty yet, she was still in her prime, so how did everything change so suddenly? Until that moment, Danica still hadn't been able to accept reality.

She had been staring at Frederick the entire time. Unexpectedly, he didn't speak a word, nor was he in a hurry to leave. He was so calm that it seemed like he was mocking her.

Danica smiled faintly, and her heart filled with mixed feelings. She clenched her fists and said, "Frederick, can you be at my side for my last six months? I don't want it to be this way..." Why? Why was he so cruel to her? Even if he only promised her a month, she wouldn't have aggravated the poison in Alicia's body. Although she hated Alicia and was jealous of the woman who had taken away her dreams, as long as he was willing to cherish their history, she wouldn't mind giving way. She was willing to let him have such a companion to be at his side for the rest of his life.

What she wanted was just this and nothing more.

However, Danica had a strong instinct that this man did not belong to her anymore. There was not even a hint of affection left in him! "You've already made your move!" Wasn't she being overtic and pretentious? The expression in Frederick's eyes changed tically. He said bluntly, "I'm already here.

Just cut to the chase already! Stop playing tricks! Do you still think it's meaningful at this point, Danica?" What was there to pretend when they were already on opposing sides? He might have respected her more if she had taken revenge more directly! "Since you don't care about the past, then don't blme for being merciless!" A sharp glint flashed in her eyes, yet in the next second, Danica acted like a deflated balloon. "Whatever, there's not much tforto live after all. It doesn't matter if I die now or later." She sighed with loneliness as if she was enveloped with a layer of fog. At that moment, life or death was irrelevant. Even if she lived, she would not be happy.

Her life was miserable and hopeless.

"You were the one who was heartless first!" She gnashed her teeth and repeated her request again.

"The poison must have taken effect er to be already. If you don't want her to be buried with me, divorce her, and marry me. Just like before. Before I leave this world, I want you to love me! Just me!" It was in the hospital last twhen

Lindsay had given her a "shift" drug. Many believed it was a magical drug.

As long as the drug had entered the body, even a bouquet of roses that was sprayed with alcohol could trigger the hidden poison. Of course, it was no ordinary alcohol. It was a volatile substance with sadditional mysterious additives. It was also red in color. As long as the poison was activated, she would be happy. Indeed, when Alicia had fallen ill, her chance had finally come.

Although the poison was not fatal in its early phase, initial symptoms included pain that felt like one was being bitten by thousands of ants, a living death experience. Later, it would induce selfharm, deliriuminfertility, and more. Most importantly, once the person didn't take the antidote for a long time, the poisoned individual's brain cells would gradually die within a month. The person would turn into a complete ret*rd. Of course, death was then inevitable.

This woman stole her love. Why shouldn't she deserve to be buried with her? "Shift" drug. Wasn't it just perfect? Thinking of it, Danica felt better! X