My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 137

0—wen threw Alice onto the sofa.

She sat up and rubbed her legs, which were numb.

William stood in front of her as he glared down at her. He was holding back his anger and wanted to beat her up, but seeing that his left arm was wrapped in bandages, he couldn't bring himself to.

The two were extremely quiet.

The only thing left in the room was the bloody stench that came from William's hands.

"Do you want to bandage the wound first?" she asked.

"Let me ask you, in The Isle of the Clouds, when you ran away from the church, did you hide in Patrick's locker room?" William suddenly asked.

The two asked at the same time.

Alice was startled, because she did not expect him to suddenly mention this, and looked at him in surprise.

How did he know?

Looking at her expression, William's eyes were filled with understanding. He forcefully retracted his fist, raised his leg and kicked a floor lamp over, then sat down on a chair in front of her.

"You and Patrick had secretly planned everything at that time!" William glared at her fiercely, gritting his teeth as he bellowed, "Do you even put me in your eyes?"

Did she think he was dead?

He actually put down everything for her and chased her to The Isle of the Clouds.

"No, at that time, he still hadn't recovered his memories, so he was extremely disgusted with me. As long as I hide there, there's nothing for us to do." She tried her best to think of a way to put it as she carefully observed William's expression.

"Did he recover his memories?" William's gaze trembled, "In other words, the two of you started from the moment he recovered his memories?"

"I've never started with him."

she said.

"You’re already rolling around in the amusement park, do you think I'm blind?" William growled, and stared at her in jealousy, "Needless to say, on the day I returned, you

filled up my promise, and also went to see Patrick!"

There was no doubt about that.

Alice looked at him in astonishment. It was hard to imagine that he could guess so much, correctly.

"In my entire life, I hate it when others break my appointment. But you, leave me and go see another man!" As he spoke till here, intense jealousy and hatred engulfed William, "When I didn't know, what were you and that man doing?"

Was she with another man when he was so worried about her, rolling in the sand, or just rolling straight to the bed?

He couldn't help clenching his fist again. One of his fists was covered in blood.

Alice shrank back in fear, "I didn't."

"What can happen when a man and a woman are together?"

William glared at her sinisterly. Just the thought of that scene made him go crazy.

But strangely, he couldn't do anything to her.

The way she sat curled up on the sofa was too weak. Even though he was extremely angry, he couldn't do anything about it.

"I didn't."

"What was your posture when you slept with him?" When William asked this, he wanted to stab himself with every word that came out of his mouth. The stab was so fatal, causing his voice to become depressed, "When you were cheated on me, what posture did you use?"

What was he thinking?

"..." Her face looked a little awkward from his words.

"Speak." William glared at her, "Tell me everything."

"I think you've investigated the matter between Patrick and I. When he lost his memories, I couldn't accept it. After pestering him for a few years, he's always been cold to me." Alice looked at him and explained, "On the day you returned to your country, I found out that he had recovered his memories. So we had nothing happened."

William stared at her, and upon hearing her words, the gloominess in his eyes seemed to fade.

There was nothing between them.

Nothing means that he has never been to bed.

"Anyway, I didn't cheating on you." Alice sat on the sofa, thought for a while and said, "Also, you might have grown up in England, so you don't know much about the term, which is usually used between an official couple."

She reminded him implicitly that they were just having an unusual relationship.

This way, he might not make a fuss about it.

"You're mine, no one can touch you!" William glared at her.

"You want to say I'm your dog again?" Alice asked in return, laughing at herself, "You said that you have feelings for me, but you treated me as your dog. William, do you like beasts?"

"I want you, the beast!"

William glared at her fiercely and said arrogantly.

I want your beast.

He had always been arrogant to the point of spitting out such outrageous words, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

Alice looked at him and did not refute him.

If she were to argue with him now, she would truly be a fool.

His mood was now much calmer than when he had returned from the amusement park.

It looked like Daniel's warning wasn't as severe as before. William was easily angered and suspicious, but he didn't beat her up or torture her after seeing the scene at the amusement park today.

"Come here." William ordered as he looked at her.

"What for?"

Alice looked at him warily.

"What kind of expression is that? You're being so cautious with me, yet you're smiling so brilliantly at that man!" William was very unhappy, "What's so good about him being better than me, a young master who is divorced!"

In what way did he, William, not leave Patrick alone for many streets?

Was this woman blind?

"When did I ever smile so brilliantly at Patrick?"

Alice was a little stunned.

"It can be found in amusement parks!" William was extremely frustrated that she had never let out a clean and relaxed smile in front of him before.

"Is there?" Alice rolled her eyes; she had not paid particular attention to this.

Seeing her thinking about it, William became even more agitated, "You still dare to think about it?"

"I didn't."

"You're just enjoying the aftertaste!" William glared at her.