Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

In the following days, Alicia was depressed. Frederick fell seriously ill. When people were ill, they tended to be vulnerable. When people heard this, even those who had only met him once or so were fighting to personally take care of him.

However, he turned off his phone and acted like a zombie. Everyday, he stared at the big teddy bear on the bed.

That day, Chet brought some documents over. What he saw was the usual... Frederick taking his medicine. However, this time, his focus was on the wedding photo.

Sometimes, he really didn't understand. Frederick knew that he was suffering, so why did he have to torture himself like this?

After taking the documents, Chet slowly walked over and asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Frederick shook his head and took the pen. Then he signed the documents one by one. "I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a few days' rest."NôvelDrama.Org © content.

After pouring him a glass of warm water, Chet pulled a chair over and spoke.

"You get your peace and quiet after turning off your phone, while my phone is constantly exploding with messages! Frederick, only you can help yourself. You know that this won't help, so why are you torturing yourself like this? Miss Blanchard will not want to see you like this. You've come so far, so why can't you do it again this time?"

After a pause, Frederick made the last stroke. His strength was obviously a little out of control as there was a hole in the document. After a moment of silence, he slowly explained.

"I never believed in undying love. I never believed that I could love a woman so much. Did you know? These kinds of thoughts pop up in my mind a lot... I feel like there's no meaning to life. I want to be with her!"

Chet opened his mouth anxiously, but he heard Frederick continue.

"In the past, no matter what happened, I never had such thoughts. I'm weak, a coward, and I'm dodging my responsibility, but now, I finally know what it feels like to have no passion in life. I work so hard everyday, but not for money nor will. I'm afraid that I'll be alone, that I'll see someone else in love and happy..."

Was there space for him in this world? What he saw made him feel pain!

"I know that I can't die. At least for now..."

Everyday, he had to struggle with this dilemma. It was too complicated.

Chet took back the documents and spoke.

"That's why you have to move on. If you give up, won't your grandmother be the first to collapse? Surely someone in the Clements family will be happy about that. What about Miss Blanchard? Who will remember her? Who will avenge her? Who has the ability to do so? Do you want her to perish without a trace? And your father, even if you despise him, you still have the same blood. What the Clements family has is the result of your father's sweat and tears, isn't it? Over the years, Penny spent a lot of money. Don't you know that? Although she spends a little here and there, she can easily spend all the family's riches. If you're not here, the family fortune will fall into her hands. Do you think Master Trevor can control her? Even the law is on her side. Without you to protect Grandma, it won't do."

Frederick's eyes sharpened little by little, and his muscles were also twitching. Chet knew that what he said worked. He glanced at the untouched dishes at one side, took the packages sent by someone, and threw them at him.

"A man doesn't know the pain of another man. Please don't forget that. Eat."

At least it was better than leftovers.

Although it was not his favorite, Frederick ate the food. It was like chewing on wax, but his attitude had changed a lot.

"I can see why you're a doctor. Although you haven't graduated, you're doing great. You get straight to the point. Thank you." It was really worth it having such a friend in life.

"Are you praising or insulting me? I did it for my 5% share. Without you, my God of Wealth, where would I get a bonus?"

The two of them looked at each other with a smile on their lips.

After discussing some official business, Chet got up and left. Downstairs, he told Miranda to prepare another meal for Frederick before driving away.

Upstairs, Frederick got up and took a shower. He shaved his beard and tidied himself up from head to toe. It was as if he had been resurrected from the past with high spirits and a fresh look.

At this time in Korea, Danica had come back with a day's notice. She returned to the rented apartment and was so tired that she laid on the bed. "This kind of life is f*cking awful!"

If it wasn't for the fact that she had

been physically and mentally exhausted and had an eating disorder for the past few years which made her lose some weight, she would have had more will to die. This industry was rotten on the inside despite its dazzling surface. It was so twisted.

She was already so thin. Why couldn't she eat? They could use photoshop.

Even though she went for several shoots a day, she had to force a smile. She was dissatisfied. Of course, tired was not an accurate word to describe how truly exhausted she was. After all,

l

was not doing hard labor. The only bad thing about her job was that she had to work day and night. She

couldn't eat as she liked either and

couldn't sleep well.

What was most infuriating was that she used her own money to support herself. Yet, she was still so tired!

The money she earned was far worse than what she would have gotten from investing. According to her calculations, in order to take back the capital, she had to work like this for at least three years.

That f*cking son of a b*tch.

Every time she encountered this kind of situation, she would have the strong urge to return to her old life, to go back home.

Back at home, she had a comfy bed and someone to serve her. On the contrary, this apartment was very old and extremely expensive. She was also forbidden from eating meat or fruits.

In the past, she didn't think that they were delicious, but since she came here, she felt that she was going crazy.

That was because she had used all

of her family's wealth. Although it wasn't a big surgery, she hired a famous surgeon to do it privately. The drugs were of the best quality. Therefore, it was more expensive than entering a hospital. Since she needed to book a hospital appointment, plus the materials used in the cosmetic surgery, her money was running out. She was living a good life on the surface. Because she didn't want to progress here, she relied on the company for money instead of signing a contract. Therefore, a big part of her income was taken away. If she didn't work, her life would be difficult.

Danica tossed and turned on the bed. Looking at the ceiling, she could not help sitting up. She turned and opened the laptop by her side.