Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1613

Waverly turned to look in the direction he was pointing in. Instinctively, she raised her hand to cover her eyes and ducked into his arms to avoid the glaring sunlight.

At this moment, any response from her was a great joy for Wyatt!

"Let's go for a walk, and we can come back once you're tired, okay?" He was worried that her mental state would worsen if she stayed home any longer. Besides, basking in the sun would be good for her. He really hoped that the sun could dispel the darkness in her heart.

Waverly frowned slightly and didn't say anything. Although she was also flustered, she didn't feel like going out.

However, Wyatt took her hand in a very proactive manner and said, "Well, I'll get you some clothes."

Since she didn't object, he was going to act quickly before she changed her mind. It didn't matter where they were going.

Therefore, when Waverly was still semiconscious, he had taken a cardigan and wrapped it around her body and pulled her out of bed. Standing up was fine, but the moment Waverly took a step, she felt uncomfortable. She stopped, looked down at her legs, and subconsciously touched them.

A black scab had formed over the wound on her thing. Though the wound had healed, she still felt slight pain when she touched it.

If she was not rescued in time that day, and if the wound was not on her leg-

All of a sudden, something clicked in Waverly's mind.

However, her action made Wyatt's face turn pale in an instant. How could he forget the image of her legs bleeding under the skirt? It had been deeply engraved in his mind and had also become his nightmare. After all, it was rude to bring this up, so he dared not mention it again. As soon as he saw her withdrawn reaction, he felt the urge to murder someone. He did not say a word. He just pressed her head against his chest and held her tightly.

"Waverly, a plane with 157 people on it disappeared a few days ago. How tragic! Death is truly inevitable, and nothing matters in the face of death, don't you think?"

Waverly pretended to sigh, but she knew that he was talking to her. Suddenly, she thought of something. Did he think Mr. Andrews had done something to her?

However, Waverly did not explain. She just followed him to the courtyard.

As they were walking hand in hand in the courtyard under the sun, Wyatt did not say anything. Both of them seemed deep in thought. When they walked past the flower bed, Wyatt tugged at her clothes and looked at her with a faint smile. Wyatt's words just now reminded Waverly of the old adage - the past was a burden she was willing to carry.

Such simple words evoked strong feelings within her. She glanced at the gentle man beside her from the corner of her eyes. Everything that happened in the past seemed not worth mentioning at all at this moment. For the first time, an unprecedented thought suddenly flashed through Waverly's mind.

If she was really r*ped by that man this day, what she would regret most would be her innocence that she had tried so hard to protect! If possible, she wanted her first time to be with a man of her choice!

This was the first time that an idea contrary to the extreme had sprouted in her heart.

While she was thinking, a faint voice drifted into her ears.

“...Do you think she was really defiled by that psycho? When Mr. Johnson brought her back, I saw blood between her legs... It was terrible, he must have forced himself on her..."

"He must have been really rough to do so much damage! Isn't she a widow too? How come Mr. Johnson doesn't seem to mind at all?"

"By the looks of it, she must have been r*ped by more than one man. If I were her, I would've killed myself. I wouldn't be able to live with myself and face everyone else. She's really lucky to have us serving her."

"That's right! She must have been a saint in her past life!"

"I don't think Mr. Johnson will keep her around for long. After all, many people have seen her body. How could he be fine with that? "

Waverly's mind went blank for a moment, her brows furrowed. She was too stunned to react. By her side, Wyatt was livid. "Are you asking to be mutes for the rest of your lives?" The two servants dropped the tools in their hands and ran out. They trembled with fear and said, "We're sorry, Mr. Johnson! We know we're in the wrong...” "So sorry..."

"Come over!"

Wyatt roared, and the housekeeper and servants ran over. Seeing this, the housekeeper obviously paused. "Mr. Johnson!"

"Get these two servants out of here!"

Wyatt gnashed his teeth in anger. He wanted to punish them, but he could not overreact in front of her. It took him a lot of effort to get her out, but he didn't expect to meet these two gossips.

Wyatt was burning with rage. His face was extremely gloomy as he said, "In the future, get rid of whoever gossips! Do you understand?"

"Mr. Johnson?”

The housekeeper felt bad and wanted to defend the staff. But as soon as he opened his mouth, Wyatt looked at him coldly.

"Are you deaf, too?"

The housekeeper couldn't help but shudder as he lowered his head. "Yes!"