Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 690

However, she was moving too much. As she moved, a clear and unnoticeable chill directly climbed onto her back. No matter how tired she was and unwilling to open her eyes, Victoria was forced to open her eyes because of the chill. What she could see was a warm and wide chest, bronze and sculpted skin with an oppressive force. However, her delicate eyebrows frowned.

Her front was warm, but it was cold behind her back. The crazy memory of the previous night suddenly came into her mind and Victoria's brain seemed to be overwhelmed in an instant.

In the previous night, they...

How could she?

The fragmented scenes flashed across her mind. Victoria bit her lip and shyly covered her little face. She couldn't believe that she had done so many indescribable things with him last night and slept in his arms. How could she sleep so soundly?

God, she would rather be struck to death by lightning!

Was she brainwashed? Was she actually a bad woman in nature?

"Victoria, you've really forgotten the pain and healed your wound!" Victoria pursed her lips as she couldn't deny it.

The feeling of the previous night was strange yet wonderful. There was even some sense of happiness in it!

He considered her feelings and even gave her an unprecedented illusion of being loved and cared for!

She couldn't deny that last night was quite good!

She was wrapped in a powerful arm. As she blinked her eyes, there was a faint sense of loneliness in Victoria's expression.

She had fantasized about everything in front of her and was eager to pursue it. A chest to lean on and a man who could greet and hug her like sunshine whenever she woke up! If that matter hadn't happened, how wonderful would it have been if they were a normal couple!

A chill suddenly rose to Victoria's back as she was also shocked by her own sudden thought. She had lost her mind, had she not? How could she have the idea of having an everlasting love with a playboy whom she hated the most? It was too horrible!

She pinched herself hard on the thigh as Victoria pulled the quilt once more. She was awake but the coldness became even stronger. What happened?

Did the heater break down? Was the quilt too thin? Why was it so cold?

It was too uncomfortable!

Although she hated the coldness, she liked the warm feeling of burying herself in the quilt in winter. The coldness even spoiled her habit of staying in bed in winter, depriving her of good rest even though she was so tired. As she thought of that, Victoria felt a burst of anger in her heart.

"He has so much money and yet was still so stingy! As expected, the richer they get, the stingier they are! Why didn't he turn up the heat on the heater and get a thicker quilt?" She thought to herself.

Victoria turned and looked around for a brief moment. She couldn't stand it anymore. She slowly moved Trevor's hand that was around her waist, picked up the nightgown on the ground before she tiptoed out of bed.

When she was thinking about finding a quilt or turning on the air conditioner, she noticed that the air conditioner was turned on. Victoria paused as she fixed her eyes on it. Sixteen degrees?

What was wrong with him? It was already winter. With the heater being turned on, he still adjusted the air conditioner to the lowest temperature. Was he so eager to spend his money?

He was such a prodigal! Did he spend so much just to look for trouble?

Upon picking up and wearing the bathrobe, Victoria almost fainted from the anger within her. She then subconsciously went to find the remote control at the cabinet near the air conditioner.

After all, she wasn't familiar with the place. Additionally, most of the natural light in the room was blocked by the curtains and she didn't dare to make too much noise. After searching for a while, Victoria returned to bed and got under the quilt. Her cold body subconsciously leaned against Trevor. She wrapped herself in the quilt and even put her feet in between Trevor's legs. She didn't make any sound, but she was shouting loud in her heart.

"Please wake up! Please wake up!" She thought to herself.

"Wake up and tell me where the remote control is! How can I sleep like this? I haven't had enough rest yet!" She continued to yell in her heart.

Trevor successively worked overtime and managed all sorts of trivial matters before the wedding. He even indulged himself for the entire night. He was so tired, and he slept very soundly.