Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

"You little dummy..."

Trevor caressed her cheeks before returning to his seat. In an instant, Victoria's calm eyes lit up. She raised her hand and was about to continue her watering when she realized that the sprayer was empty. How was that possible?

She shook the sprayer more forcefully again. After observing it thoroughly, she realized that she had adjusted the settings all wrong. She had intended to spray the flowers, but she ended up pouring out the water all at once. The sprayer wasn't that big in the first place, that was why it was empty!

Trevor was scrolling through his phone, but one of his hands was slowly approaching the folders on his desk. Upon seeing this, Victoria scuttered back to the bathroom, intending to refill the sprayer so she could continue "watering the flowers".

The sound of her little footsteps had attracted Trevor's attention. His eyes subconsciously followed her movement as he was elated to see her trot around the office.

As soon as he finished replying to the messages, the sound of her familiar footsteps caught his attention yet again. Raising his head, Victoria had returned with a refilled sprayer in her hand. "What's going on with her today?" He wondered, "She's not addicted to watering flowers now, is she?"

"I thought you just finished watering it just now," Trevor inquired. He wondered why she was still watering. "Uh? It's not finished yet. I'll spray some more!"

Her reluctance to leave was evident, therefore Trevor decided to stop his questioning and went back to what he was doing earlier. Victoria started watering the flowers from the other side. Nevertheless, her attention was still very much focused on Trevor.

The folder was right in front of him, but Trevor had yet to open it. Whilst replying to the messages on his phone, he instinctively grabbed a pen to sign the documents.

Victoria held her breath for the drama, however, his attention was glued to the phone. She wondered who he was chatting with.

"The terms and conditions of Category A are final. He'll compromise, just wait for a little while longer..." "I'm a little snowed over with work right now. I can't make more time for this. I'll do it some other day!" "Okay, I understand. I'll take care of the formula!"

Trevor was not only sending text messages but also voice mails. He had opened up a corner of the folder earlier, but now he had closed it all the way. After waiting for a long time, Victoria's neck was sore.

She involuntarily let out a sigh as she couldn't help but wonder, "Who is he texting? They don't know when to stop, do they? It's almost close to lunch break, why are they still texting him?"

Eventually, Trevor put down the pen. Another message came in right after. "Roger that, send the contract this afternoon! Don't forget to attach the modified version to the original one...'

The moment Trevor picked up his charger, he noticed Victoria's reflection on his computer screen. With the sprayer in hand, she looked anxious as she kept on sighing here and there. Upon seeing this, he intuitively ceased his actions.

What kind of reaction was that?

After charging his phone, Trevor turned around to look at his lovely wife.

Victoria came back to her senses the moment their eyes met. She flung the sprayer in her hands, only to realize that it was empty yet again. "Eh? Where did the water go?" Victoria wondered, "I remember adjusting the settings!"

She then discovered that that was, in fact, not the case. She didn't know if it was because of her faulty work, or perhaps it was because she hadn't tightened the thing enough, the sprayer was empty yet again. With a pout, Victoria turned around as Trevor inquired, "Vicky, are you planning on drowning my flowers? Did they, perhaps, offend you?"

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Before he had the chance to continue, Victoria registered her mistake. She did, as a matter of fact, water a bit too much. With an awkward smile, Victoria hurriedly explained herself, "No, no! It's just that, this sprayer, it's so high-class and modern, I don't really know how it works...that's why I watered a few more times! To practice! I'm done, I'll just go refill it, for later!"

The moment she finished her sentence, Victoria dashed over him and trotted to the bathroom again, as if she were afraid of Trevor's rejection.

She wanted to catch the drama when she got back from refilling the sprayer. It was pretty much her last chance!

However, even after placing the sprayer back in position, Trevor had yet to open the folder. He was checking his emails. Victoria stared at the folders on his desk. It was so close to him! This made Victoria

want to tear her hair out.

When on Earth was he going to check them? Just open it!

She was one step away from the door. "I can't leave now!" Victoria screamed internally, "If I do, all of my hard work would burn to ashes!" After dawdling around for a while, Victoria got herself a small pair of scissors from the bottom of the rack and started clipping the already trimmed leaves.

After reviewing and replying to his emails, Trevor, once again, took the pen from his desk as he prepared to check the documents and folders.

his mind as he recalled that he

All of a sudden, a thought

forgot to add something to one of his email replies. Before he could re- check them, the rapid clipping sounds behind him caught his attention. Trevor unwittingly turned his head toward the source of the sound.

Their eyes locked for a mere second before Victoria lowered her head, dodging his gaze. She turned her body and continued clipping the leaves. Trevor could only watch as Victoria ruined his already perfectly trimmed plants. His eyes were fixed on her.

Was something wrong?

Even though Victoria had hidden behind the plants, she stole a glance in his direction every once in a while.

At first, she drowned his flowers. Now, she was destroying her plants. Something was off about her, he could feel it.

The problem was that she was steering clear of him. She obscured herself behind the plants, as though she dreaded being thrown out of the office. He decided to not make any moves. He would deal with his emails first.

A while later, he turned and rested his gaze on her again. He was concerned about her, and of course, he couldn't bear watching her wreck his lovely plant. Trevor picked up his pen as he wanted to chat with her whilst "looking through" the documents. He wanted the chat to seem casual and not too serious or menacing.

"Vicky-" He wondered if she had something to tell him?

However, before he even finished the sentence, Trevor was stupefied by the scene before him. A thought appeared in his mind, "What the heck is this?"

His mouth was opened so wide that he might be able to cram a duck's egg into it. Trevor was disorientated for a while. Inside the blue folder, there was a thick pile of documents. It was obvious that there was a clipboard under the documents, but what the h*ll are these on top?

Rows and rows of photos of a woman. Row and rows of erotic photos of a sexy woman with minimal clothing on!

Trevor felt an unknown fire build up

inside of him Who would dare let him see such a thing? To be honest, the photos were alluring and seductive. The dark background set off the woman's pale skin. Coupled with the woman's beauty, innocence, shyness, and all the gestures were full of sexual hints, no man could've been able to resist!

Who the heck was that?

Was that some kind of joke? It was too much, wasn't it?

The woman in the photos didn't even try to hide her body. It was clear to him that the photos were professionally captured and designed. The woman's poses were spellbinding. She looked shy as she flushed while she posed with much boldness and no restraints. The black stocking made her look even more alluring, as she curved her body to show off her figure. The sight of these overt photos fuelled the fires of rage inside of him. In an instant, Trevor's mind was filled with similar alluring scenes, however, the woman's face was blurred. His mind had replaced the unfamiliar

woman's face with the face of the woman he loved.

Trevor's blood was boiling. His face turned green with rage and anger. He picked up the glued together receipts and wondered, "What the heck are these?"

Bills? Receipts?

They had his name on them! What the heck was going on?

What the heck were they? How on Earth did they end up there?

Trevor was bewildered by the perplexing discovery while a faint noise grabbed his attention. Looking

back, the sight of a giggling gorgeous woman came into his sight