"Don't come over here!" Alice stood behind the sofa and said loudly, a pair of black and white distinct eyes looking at him in fear, "The contract said that you can't hit me."
"I won't hit you." William slowly said, his low voice carrying a trace of the aura of a devil, "I will tear you apart."
He was no longer in the mood to hit her.
He wanted to tear this woman apart.
Alice was even more afraid when she heard the words.
William approached her step by step, his right hand hanging by his side as he clenched his fist. Between his fingers, there was blood that seeped out, looking extremely bloody and crazy.
He came closer and closer to her.
Alice looked to the side of the balcony, and without thinking, she rushed past William's side.
William subconsciously grabbed for her, his gaze sweeping across the white gauze.
Using this chance, Alice ran over to open the glass door that was on the balcony and ran over.
William chased after her.
Hearing his footsteps, Alice became even more afraid. She could do nothing but hug the pillar with one hand and step on the handrail of the balcony.
Behind her was the night.
The night wind blew her long hair.
Seeing that, fear flashed past William's eyes, he stopped his long legs and shouted at her hysterically, "Alice, do you really think you're a f * eking monkey? You still dare to climb the balcony? Get down here!"
She didn't climb the windows or the mountains, but the balcony.
She was getting bolder. Her arms were already so crippled, yet she still dared to crawl.
Alice held onto the white pillar tightly with her right hand, looking down at William's ashen face, then turned and looked behind him.
What floor was this? Why is it so tall?
"Get down here!" William roared, his eyes glaring at her, "If you don't come down, I'll break your legs!"
She also looked back. She didn't know how to write the word 'afraid'.
He stared at her feet, afraid she would move back.
"Calm down!"
Alice looked at him and gulped down her saliva out of fear.
Damn it.
Who was the one who wasn't calm right now? Who the hell was standing on the balcony armrest?
William was enraged, he looked at her sinisterly: "Get down here!"
"Don't come over here!" Alice looked at him, "Otherwise, I will jump down."
"You still dare to threaten me? If you are not afraid of death, then jump!"
William roared at her.
"Being in your hands would only result in a life worse than death, so I might as well just go down." She shifted her feet on the balcony railing.
Her actions were simple, and she only had less than a second.
But in William's eyes, an indescribable chill ran down his spine, causing him to feel an inexplicable sense of fear. He blurted out, "Don't -
There was an unprecedented panic in his voice.
Alice stood on top of the pillar, and after hearing what was said, she looked at William.
The tension in his face shook her.
He didn't want her to die, did he?
"William, calm down." Alice spoke to him in a gentle voice, "Calm down, I'll be right down."
She did not dare face a crazy paranoid patient.
"I'm f* eking calm!"
William roared, his eyes red as he stared at her.
"Your eyes are on the verge of eating someone. You're not calm at all." Alice immediately said.
F * ck, he wanted to break her to eat now.
"Get down here!" William glared at her.
"I don't."
"Alice!"
"Count. Count from one to one thousand. No, I'll come down once you count to ten thousand." Alice racked her brains to think of a way to make him calm down.
"What?" William glared at her. Was her skull broken?
"I won't come down if you don't count."
Alice said with a serious face. She was not joking, and she just wanted him to calm down.
"I won't count!" He's not a child who still counting.
"Then I won't come down."
"You " William angrily waved his bloody fist
at her.
Upon seeing his bloody fist, Alice's eyes revealed a terrified look as she reflexively retreated.
"No!" William looked at her fearfully, then shouted, "I will count! I can f * eking count to 10,000! Stand up for me!"
She couldn't fall.
He could no longer see anyone he cared about die in front of him.
Alice stood on the balcony on the handrail and hugged onto the white pillar tightly. "Then you can count now."
"1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6...56, 57, 58..."
William reluctantly started to count.
He had never done such an incredible thing in his life. Facing a woman who was about to jump off a building, he was counting the number over there.
As he counted, he took out his phone to send a message to Daniel, telling him to stay below and prepare.
If she fell, at least she wouldn't die.
He was pacing up and down on the balcony with an unsightly expression on his face. One of his hands was hanging by his side, and blood was dripping from it. It was a shocking sight to behold.
Alice stood on the balcony and observed his eyes carefully.
Counting it was indeed quite useful.
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