Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1436

Wyatt's eyes dimmed at that, and he inched the fork closer to her.

Vexed, Waverly rolled her eyes. "Are you not tired, Wyatt?"

Anybody with eyes could tell he was already hungry. Couldn't he properly eat if he wanted to? Wasn't he only torturing himself, putting her on his lap like this?! More importantly, she was also very uncomfortable in such a position!

However, he ignored her and even kept his arm tight around her. With that, he put the scallop canape in his mouth, then moved to other dishes and ate away how he would.

After a few failed struggles, Wyatt shot a wicked glance at her, leading her to stop her actions. She had seen that look three times before - it was too unforgettable. The first two times were when he carried her away, and the third? Just moments ago.

At that, she rolled her eyes and pouted upsettingly, knowing all too well what it meant. "You're clearly already famished, yet you're still eating so gracefully. Enough with the act. You're more pretentious than I am!"

Seemingly able to read her mind, he took a piece of fried calamari and said, "Either you eat, or you watch me eat, or feed me!"

Then, he brought a piece of broccoli to her mouth. He knew she cared about her shape, so he didn't dare to give her anything too greasy.

At that, she bit it, then leaned over to take a piece of paper napkin and roughly covered her clothes, seething with rage when she looked at her clothes and their posture. Even eating delicacies would be like chewing wax at this time.

"Wyatt, did you take me out just to torture me using a different method? What do you think I am, a napkin? You can't even stop when you're eating. Madman!"

After swallowing the broccoli, she wiped her perfectly clean hands and chucked the paper napkin aside, even deliberately rubbing her hands on his shirt.

"As if you're the only one with tailored clothing!" Her clothes were delicate as well, okay!?

Wyatt, however, smiled as he lightly pinched her waist. "A crafty rabbit has three burrows; what more a guileful little bunny like you. So shouldn't I put you on a leash?"

She'd probably try to run away when they go to the washroom later, wouldn't she?"

Waverly chewed on her lips at that, absolutely exasperated. She'd feel miserable too, being caught twice in a night, okay!?

The feeling was like trying to escape a maze only to learn that one had only been running around in circles.

She lowered her long lashes, blinking once before sneaking a couple of peeks at him, then mumbled in defeat, "I've already come out with you..."

In other words, she wouldn't run away!

Then, she took another peek at him before negotiating, "Can you at least let me sit on the chair and hug the plushie while I wait for you to finish eating?"

She thought she should take a step back if she could. She was just a mere woman, and she didn't have so many pet peeves anyway. Doing so was anyhow better than their current situation — he couldn't eat properly, and she was stuck in an uncomfortable position.

Wyatt nodded and shot a glance to his left, indicating for her to move the other chair to his left.

Getting him in an instant, she got up and obediently pulled the chair over-the bouquet had been placed on an empty spot on the table. The plushie, on the other hand, was left on the side of the chair. As the floor was carpeted, and the plushie was wrapped in a bag, dirtying it wasn't a concern. Fearful that Wyatt would come up with another stunt, she didn't dare move around.

He handed her a set of cutleries, and the two ate a little something. Actually, in a more accurate sense, Wyatt ate while Waverly stabbed her food. However, he would still feed her every now and then. Unless it were something she absolutely hated and requested a different one, the certain someone wouldn't allow her to refuse, not even with the excuse of being full.

Actually, if Waverly paid attention, she'd realize Wyatt had only fed her a spoonful from each dish. He wouldn't give her whatever she had already eaten.

Hence, she flipped, being force-fed when she wasn't hungry. "Johnson, are you trying to rupture my belly?"

Waverly pursed her lips at that, on the verge of lashing out. This man wasn't just mad; he was absolutely nuts!