My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 158

She sat there, feeling sleepy as she watched, and fell into a deep slumber.

After driving for so long, she was tired and tired.

Alice leaned her head against the sofa and fell asleep. After making a call, he turned his head around and looked at her sleeping figure.

She sat there, head tilted, face clean,unguarded, sleeping peacefully.

Patrick thought it had been a long time since he last saw her sleeping face.

As he thought about it, he realized that he could no longer recall what it was.

There was so much time between them that she began to be unfamiliar with him, so long that she refused to wear his clothes.

Patrick stood up and took off his suit, carefully putting it on top of her. His long fingers stroked the hair on her forehead.

Patrick coughed violently as he quickly covered his mouth and staggered away, afraid that he would disturb her.

Alice fell asleep, after who knows how long, her legs suddenly kicked, she woke up, and shouted, "William, don't

She was covered in cold sweat.

She sat up straight from the sofa, his suit slipping off her back.

Stunned, she looked into the unfamiliar living room, realizing that she had just had a nightmare.

"Did you have a nightmare?"Patrick sat at the side with one hand dripping, still holding onto the document to review.

"Yes."

Alice nodded, and looked at the bag on the shelf. She had hung up five bags, and was a little stunned.

How could there be so many?

"You are calling William's name." Patrick said, his tone was low, no emotion .

Alice placed his suit to the side and said honestly, "I dream that William chased after me, so I drove on the line and crashed into a car."

Maybe driving for too long had confused her.

"Is that so?" Patrick laughed, and rejoiced a little, "Fortunately, he was not being chased by some strange beast, so you were not afraid that he would crash the car."

Hearing that, Alice blurted out, "Which monster dares to chase after him?"

Monsters should be afraid of being sprayed with blood.

"Heh."

Patrick laughed.

Alice stood up, stretched her muscles, pushed to open the door, walked to the balcony and looked at the sky outside, then spoke out hoarsely: "Patrick, it's getting late, I'll be going back first."

"Go back? Go back to where?"

Patrick stood up from the sofa, his face full of sickness as he stared deeply at her.

Such a simple question, yet Alice was the one being asked.

Yes, where could she go?

She didn't know.

From the moment she left the vacation area, she had always wanted to save Patrick. She never thought of anything else, nor did she have any other plans.

"You ..." Patrick was about to speak.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, assistant Tony stood at the door of the living room with a big and small bag in his hands, "Miss Clyne, I've bought the clothes for you, come over and take a look at the size."

"Alright."

Alice walked over.

Tony purposely walked to the other side hall. Alice was curious, she followed and asked, "Do you have something to tell me?"

"Miss Clyne, I heard all of you talking while I was going upstairs. I want you to stay by Patrick's side for a while." Tony placed the shopping bag on the side and looked at Alice seriously. "Do you know that Patrick's health is very poor?"

"Pneumonia needs to be treated in a timely manner. I just saw him losing five packs of IV pouches, so I estimate that he must be suffering from a serious illness.'Alice said.

Patrick's pneumonia is already more than a month old. If he were not be better, it's getting worse and worse."

"What? More than a month? "

Alice was shocked.

"Yes, the matter of the Miller Group had put the Patrick under a lot of pressure. He refused to cooperate with the treatment and only slept for three hours a day. He worked the rest of the time."

Tony frowned and sighed, then continued, "The doctor said that Patrick's body is already not too good, and refused to cooperate with the treatment, which has already affected his heart function. If this goes on, it might endanger his life."

"..."

Alice listened in shock, completely not expecting it to turn out like this.

Patrick's pneumonia was actually this severe, and yet he still carried such a carefree expression.

"After the Patrick recovered his memories,and he had always been thinking about you. I think, only you can persuade the Patrick." Tony said.

"What about Uncle Miller and Aunt, didn't they advise Patrick to treat them properly?"

"The Miller Group is in such a state, and the two of them have also suffered a heavy mental blow. Miss Miller is also attacking Patrick everywhere in the company, and Patrick himself says that it doesn't matter if the corporation is over, but he can't lose to William. He forced himself to hold up the entire situation."Tony said.

Alice did not continue listening to him and decisively walked out.

In the living room,Patrick was still in his office, wearing a blue mask. Seeing her coming over, he passed a brand-new mask to her and smiled, "I almost forgot.

His pneumonia is definitely contagious.

Looking at the light smile in his eyes,Alice had felt bad. She reached out to grab the mask and put it on, then closed the few computers in front of him one by one and kept all the documents.

"Alice, what are you doing?"

Patrick looked at her in shock.