My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 134

She must have been a butcher in her previous life.

Otherwise, how could she know how to stab him in the hardest and the deadliest way?

Alice remained silent.

Following this, William did not speak further. He drove at an extreme speed and drove without a care for anything else.

Alice leaned on the seat and frowned, wondering what was happening to Patrick.

He had one of his teeth broken by William, riddled with injuries.

After a long while, she raised her eyes and looked forward. She only saw that the road was not in the direction of the Port of Heaven.

She wanted to ask a question, but when she saw his ashen face, she could only swallow her words.

Painful.

Alice thought that she would faint from the pain, but she was still awake, and her consciousness was a little unfocused.

After a while, Alice realized that William was driving the car back to the Imperial Castle. The car was speeding along the edge of the forest. From afar, she could see the vague and grand outline of the castle under the night sky.

William drove the car into the entrance of the Imperial Castle, and stopped suddenly once again.

A maid passed by and was almost knocked out.

William pushed open the door of the car expressionlessly, went around the car, and rudely pulled the door of the front passenger seat, pulling Alice out forcefully.

Alice didn't have the strength to resist at all.

William carried her on his shoulder into the castle.

Alice hung upside down on his body, causing her to be unable to speak. Looking at the smooth floor, her eyes were filled with confusion.

She didn't know what would be waiting for her.

Was it death?

Or something else?

William's expression was extremely unsightly, and his facial features revealed a viciousness that the servants along the way did not dare to greet.

William carried her as he walked all the way in. He opened a door, turned on the light, and threw Alice.

"Bang!"

Alice was heavily thrown into a pool of warm water, causing countless splashes.

The water flooded over her head and took her breath away.

She reached out her hand to cross the surface, but she had no strength. She could only sadly look at the world from the bottom of the water, feeling her life slowly slipping away.

Did he really want to kill her?

Then what about Patrick, would Patrick be able to protect himself from William?

A suffocating feeling trapped Alice. She gradually gave up paddling and allowed herself to sink as she slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a hand clasped her shoulder.

Alice was lifted out of the water and William half squatted by the side, staring at her with lowered eyes. His black pupils stared fixedly at her, a hint of nervousness flashing through them.

"Puff

Alice spat out a mouthful of water, her entire body feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Stand up!" William glared at her, "You want to die so easily? You are too naive!"

Alice stepped onto the ground with both feet, only then did she realize that the water had reached her shoulders, so she could stand.

Her mind was dull.

She looked around. This was a large indoor hot spring. The entire pool was like a warm swimming pool.

Very big.

Warm water flowed beside her.

She was standing in the hot spring, her long hair completely wet, and her face pressed against it. The water moved past her, rising and falling in front of her, leading her clothes wet against her.

William lowered his eyes and stared at her. His gaze swept past her protruding collarbone, her fair skin, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

His desire for her was damned strong.

But for now, he wouldn't touch her.

When he thought of the scene at the amusement park, he wanted to strangle her.

"Men!"

William released her and stood at the side of the pool shouting.

A group of maids filed in.

"Give her a bath!" William lowered his eyes and stared at Alice, roaring sinisterly, "Wash three times! I want her to come out clean!"

He wanted her to be devoid of any trace of Patrick's aura.

Alice stood in the hot spring and looked astonished at William, then looked at the row of maids and said softly, "I can wash myself."

"Wash her!"

William roared, his eyes radiating with berserk jealousy and hatred.

Who knew if she would be unwilling to wash off Patrick's scent?

Alice shut her mouth.

"If it's possible, I'd really like to take out your internal organs and wash them with disinfectant water!" William glared at her, his voice hoarse.

She was his.

No man can touch her.

Standing in the warm hot spring, Alice couldn't help but shiver.

His words were too terrible.

After William finished speaking, he turned around and left with large strides.The aura on his body was filled with the scent of bloodthirst.

The maids all walked towards Alice, who quickly said, "I will wash myself."

"No, young master has given instructions!"

Maids looked troubled.

Suddenly, William's arrogant, haughty voice came out again, "You are not allowed to touch her private place! Whoever dares, I will chop their hands off!"

She only belonged to him.