My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 163

S—he had replied with a text, asking him if he was surprised or disappointed.

But in this second, she could no longer ask the question twice.

She didn't mention it, but he did. "Remember the text I sent you?"

"Yes."

"I was thinking that Alice is actually so good-looking." Patrick said with a smile. He took the plate in front of her, picked up his fork and spoon, and started to crumble the fried egg. "When I was young, I was blind, and always felt that everyone around me cared about Mary. I thought..."

"You think I'm ugly?" Alice asked.

"Yeah. I remember that before I entered the surgery room, I had set precausion in my mind. No matter how ugly Alice is, I can't show it on my face and I will marry her." Patrick said as he continued stirring the egg.

Hearing this, Alice couldn't help but laugh out loud, "At that time, you were only twenty. You have been saying this ever since I entered the Clyne family at the age of thirteen."

He was always saying over and over that he wanted to marry her.

"But I'm not joking."

Patrick said with a solemn tone as he looked at her with his narrow eyes.

Alice's face stiffened, unable to meet his eyes.

"Alice, let's get married." Patrick suddenly said.

Hearing this, Alice looked at him in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"We've missed each other for six years since I lost my memory." Patrick stared at her and said seriously, "I don't want to waste time anymore."

"Patrick!"

Patrick pushed the crushed Egg-Packed Rice in front of her, "You always liked to eat this way, I don't know if it's the same as yours or not."

Alice lowered her head, only to see that the egg had already been completely shattered by him, mixed together with rice and ketchup.

It looked very much like Egg Fried Rice.

"Don't you want to eat the dish?" Patrick stared at her.

'Oh, okay.' Alice used her spoon to scatter the rice on the plate, when she suddenly heard a clear sound.

A transparent piece of paper wrapped around a diamond ring that was surrounded by rice.

The diamonds were cut into beautiful snowflake shapes, sparkling and translucent.

"..."

Alice was dumbstruck and looked at the man in front of her in shock.

"I'll always remember when you saved me in the snow."

"I remember everything, and I don't think there's anything more difficult than that. Alice, I will use the shortest amount of time to make it up to you." Patrick said sincerely.

He was proposing to her.

A sudden proposal.

Alice was silent.

She sat there, her head lowered, not moving for a long time. Alice slowly raised her head and looked at him, her voice was still hoarse.

She didn't want to hurt him, but she had to.

She did not want to lie to Patrick.

Patrick stared at her, his face showing no surprise, as if he already knew that she would give such an answer.

"Patrick, I don't want to lie to you." Alice paused, pursed her lips and said softly after a long while, "I seem to have fallen in love with William."

I seem to have fallen in love with William.

She confessed to him, as she always did, in a way that made him hate her.

Patrick stared at her, his gaze gloomy, "When did it start?"

Alice lowered her eyes and stared at the Egg-Packed Rice on the plate, "I don't know. It seems that this feeling has become stronger and stronger recently, so strong that I can't ignore it anymore."

"Are you sure that's what you like? Isn't it because of the habit of getting along with each other day and night?" Patrick asked.

"I don't know."

Alice was also unable to confirm it herself. It was true that she had developed a lot of habits because of him, such as waking up early in the morning to cook for him.

Today, when she woke up, she almost wanted to ask what he would like to eat. Only then did she realize that the room wasn't the same room from before, and there wasn't William on the bed either.

Only now did she realize that she had already broken off all ties with William.

"What about me? What do you think?" Patrick continued to ask, "In these six years, before you met William, you kept trying to make me recover my memories, didn't you?"

The rice on the plate was slowly cooling down.

Alice looked at Patrick in shock. He was not an overbearing person, but he had been asking her questions this entire time.

Seeing that she was silent, Patrick asked, "Is it hard to answer?"

"Back then, I really wanted to let you regain your memories." Alice said, she was very honest, "Maybe it's because of the joke you made before you entered the operation room, that if you lose your memories, I have to help you recover it."

She had always remembered that sentence deeply.

"Maybe it's because the gap between us was too big, you were always accompanying me. Suddenly, there came a day when I no longer needed to accompany you, and you were together with Mary every day. I felt troubled in my heart."

"Can't this be interpreted as jealousy?" Patrick asked.

"Maybe." Alice did not deny it, "But after all these years, I seem to be getting more and more tired, and I am also not willing to give up."