Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 547

The music slowed down. Unlike the enchanting and sexy snake, now, a mermaid in white sat on a rock at the sea while combing her hair. Her elegant movements were like a girl's beautiful dream, no longer wild. She acted a little shy. The two different dance styles blended with each other perfectly, which made the audience's heart thump hard.

After a while, the scene changed, and the mermaid began to dance in the air. In an instant, it set off the climax.

"Miss Swift, Miss Swift!"

It caught Frederick's attention. He had not yet come back to his senses even as the music gradually came to an end, accompanied by the curtains curling up. As the music fell at the last note, the surrounding lights were lit up row by row. Looking up, he saw a woman wearing a black tight-fitting shirt and a hat, sitting in a sexy and elegant pose to mark the ending.

When his eyes fell on the woman's face, he abruptly stood up. The wine glass next to him was knocked off the table. "Alicia?"

On the stage, she scanned through the audience

by instinct. When she looked at the crowd, she caught sight of a tall figure standing under the light. As their eyes met, she staggered a little, and her mind suddenly went blank.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Retracting her gaze, she turned around and ran backstage in a hurry. Once Frederick came back to his senses, he got out of his seat and chased after her.

After getting off the stage, she ran all the way. Since she was not far away, Frederick took big strides. When they were close, each on either side of a corridor, he locked her in his sight.

"Is that you, Ally?"

Her heart trembled, but she quickened her pace.

"Wait!" As he sped up, he shouted again, "Miss Swift?"

However, when he turned out of the aisle, there was no sign of the woman. The last he remembered was the familiar back of the woman and something different... She had short brown shoulder-length hair when she took off her hat.

As he rushed through the corridor, he was stopped by several security guards. "Sir, there is work in progress further up. You can't barge in."

He grabbed the man's shirt and shouted, "Where is Miss Swift? I want to see her! What's Miss Swift's real name? Is it Alicia?" "Sir, did you drink too much? Miss Swift's real name is Misty. Please stop this act. Miss Swift is the boss' woman, not a dancer who escorts the guests. Even if we let you through, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her."

The man's words were like a basin of cold water over Frederick's face. He felt a little confused and slowly loosened the hand grasping the man's shirt.

Did he drink too much and was mistaken?

He rubbed his eyes. Was it because of his wedding? Did he miss her too much? Was that why he mistook every woman to be her?

He turned around and left in low spirits. Through the crack of a door, a pair of eyes followed him all the way.

Alicia did not dare to breathe. She covered her mouth with both hands with tears in her eyes. Only when the footsteps faded and it was completely quiet outside did she turn around and lean against the wall. She knelt down.

Did he still miss her?

Alicia, who had just calmed down, was shaken again. She raised her head and pinched her leg hard. With a sarcastic bitter smile, she muttered.