My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 112

Bob's face was blank.

Rosanna was shocked.

Alice turned her head in shock, only to see William gracefully putting the prawn into his own noble mouth, glancing at her with dissatisfaction. "He ate enough."

The child only eats three or four bites.

Alice didn't want to argue with William and so she continued to put the food on Bob's plate.

She laid a piece of dish on the ground, and William snatched it away.

She shared one portion, and William stole another.

Alice sat on his lap with even more effort. William glared at her with a dark gaze, then started to sweep the dishes on the table away like a tornado.

Rosanna was completely dumbstruck as she sat there with Bob. The two of them stared dumbly at William as he devoured the entire table full of dishes.

He didn't even miss the last bit of food on

Bob's plate.

All the plates were clean.

Rosanna looked at William's handsome face in shock. The dignified CEO of the N. E.

The amount of food on the table should be enough for seven adults.

Alice looked at the empty plate on the table and looked at William speechlessly.

William stared at her coldly, "Why aren't you picking them up?"

Nonsense.

He had already finished it all by himself, what was there to pinch?

Alice was helpless.

William picked up a tissue and leisurely wiped his lips. Suddenly, his brows knitted as he lifted her and put her aside. Then, he stood up and dashed out of the dining hall.

Not long after, an extremely miserable 'puke' was heard by the people.

Alice held her forehead with a headache.

"What's going on?" Rosanna looked at her blankly, then pointed to her own brain, "He should be fine, right?"

He had never heard of the legendary William who had problems with his brain, but how could a normal person eat until they puke?

Bob sat there, staring at an empty plate, and smacked his lips.

"You guys sit down first, I'll go take a look."

Alice laughed bitterly, stood up from the dining table and walked towards the closest bathroom.

In the bathroom, William pressed both hands on the edge of the washbasin, bent over, and vomited loudly. The water from the tap mixed with the vomit...

This was a specially made washbasin that could accommodate for vomits, it was modified by Daniel. Daniel was too prescient and knew that this day would come for William.

"Ah "

William vomited into the washbasin.

Alice helplessly walked up and lightly patted his back, "What are you doing? You obviously can't eat that Much, yet you still keep eating."

He even had to snatch a child's plate of food.

As a result, he ate himself full again.

"Ah "

William once again spat it out, and wiped the thin lip with the back of his hand. He turned his head, and his handsome face was slightly pale, as his black eyes stared at her maliciously, and said resolutely, "I don't care, only I can eat what you cook!"

If he did not develop the world-shocking N.E. system, Alice really suspected that he was retarded.

"I didn't chase them out due to respect you, but you still want to snatch my food? Don't even think about it!" William spoke righteously.

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and spat out the water in front of the water column.

Alice looked at his face that was twisted in pain, and couldn't help but frown.

Why would he do that?

Was her cooking really that good? Was it worth it for him to eat it even if he had to support himself to such an extent?

"Ah "

William vomited all over the wash basin, his entire face was as white as paper, and beads of perspiration trickled down his forehead.

"Mr. Cullen." Rosanna came in from the outside, holding a cup of water, with a clear and gentle voice, "I poured a cup of warm water for you, do you want to percolate it, or else your mouth will taste bad."

Alice turned her head and saw Rosanna smiling at her.

Alice's eyes turned, and she retracted her hand from William's back, stepping back step by step, as she indicated for Rosanna to step up.

Rosanna understood what she meant and nodded her head.

William was still vomiting into the pond, but after hearing what Rosanna said, his long hands took the cup of water from his hands, drank a mouthful and filtered the water in his mouth, before spitting it out.

"Mr. Cullen, are you alright?" Rosanna asked with concern.

Alice quietly withdrew herself. Rosanna's voice sounded from behind her, "Mr. Cullen, I know how to massage. I can help you massage for a while.

What answered her was William's "Ugh

Alice frowned, leaving Rosanna and William in the bathroom, and left alone.

This way, Rosanna could get closer and closer to William.

Speaking from a certain point of view, she and Rosanna were indeed similar. Since William had feelings for her, he would probably fall for her easily as well.

Alice thought, then walked towards the living room.

Bob stood alone on the watermelon floor; his pretty face expressionless.

Suddenly, Bob squatted down, patted the watermelon with his chubby little hand, and unconsciously smacked his lips.

It seemed that the child was really hungry.

Everything that he had eaten earlier had all been snatched away by William.

Alice walked over to him, squatted down, and smiled, "Bob, do you want to eat watermelon?"

Bob looked at her fearfully, stood up and took a step back, his small hands clutching at the hem of his Shirt.

Alice thought back to what Patrick had said, that this child had a slight tendency to be autistic.

"If you want to eat it, just nod your head. Auntie will cut the watermelon for you, okay?" Alice patiently advised.

Bob looked at her, then glanced at the watermelon, a blush appearing on his face before he nodded quickly.

"Good boy. Here, auntie will help you cut the watermelon."