My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 245

S — eeing this, Alice thought that there was hope, and was about to continue speaking, but suddenly Mary laughed bitterly: "Do you think that I have kidnapped you for these?"

Alice looked at her silently, waiting for her to finish.

"Elder sister." Mary sat down in front of her and looked at her, "Do you feel that you're not wrong?"

"What are you talking about?"

Alice pursed her lips.

"Ever since I was young, I've lost to you one thing, and one person, and I've lost all my life." Mary said bitterly, her eyes were red.

Only then did Alice realize that her eyes were red. She didn't know how long she had been crying, but her eyes were a little swollen under the makeup.

Lose to one thing, one person.

That person was naturally Patrick.

Mary looked at her, "You did not know, I liked Patrick earlier than you. When Patrick first arrived at our family, I liked him."

Hearing this, Alice was startled, "How is that possible?"

At that time, she was like her foster father, ignoring Patrick. Her mother treated him as a normal person and only cooked three meals a day for him.

"I was too proud." Mary said, but when she mentioned Patrick, her eyes immediately reddened. "I thought he would be like everyone else and take the initiative to get close to me, to please me, but he didn't. When I finally let go of my pride and decided to approach him, you were already there."

At that time, she had been standing far away, watching Alice as she walked over to talk with Patrick.

Then, she watched as their relationship improved.

Alice's memories were brought back to when she was young, when she thought of Patrick, she felt a deep sense of guilt.

"From then on, Patrick was only willing to speak to you, only say your name. He never spoke to me." Mary said as her tears suddenly fell, "Sis, you obviously can't compare to me in everything. I don't know why you are always one step ahead of me when it comes to matters of Patrick." "Do you know? I went to find him on that snowy day as well, but when I arrived, I saw you pull Patrick up from the snow."

So it turns out that on the snowy day, Mary also went to find Patrick.

Neither she nor Patrick knew.

"You pulled Patrick up, and you took his heart away." Mary said as tears rolled down her cheeks, "And I just stayed at home to watch over you all. I watched you all for so many years, all the way until he underwent surgery."

Alice looked at Mary's bloodshot eyes and suddenly felt a little upset. She said lightly, "Actually, I have never been clear on whether or not you really like Patrick, or if it's fake. If that's true, why did you drug him?"

Patrick and Mary's good relationship came too sudden.

She admitted that she was jealous.

At that time, she only knew little about love, and only knew that her only playmate had been snatched away by Mary...

"Do you think I want to?" Mary said anxiously and stared at her with hatred. "I saw Patrick's memories become incomplete after the operation, and then I peeked at your diary. I just found out that you were just trying to cultivate a playmate, and that you weren't truly being nice to him, nor that you were really fond of him!"

Alice's face paled as she heard this, she lowered her eyes, feeling the stabbing pain in her chest, and felt even more guilty.

She wasn't a good person. She had a goal from the start, but she was truly good to Patrick, not just faking it.

"How do you think a person like you is worthy of Patrick's love?" Mary said, "Patrick shouldn't have remembered you, he should have forgotten about you. If I approached him first, he would have loved me. The truth indicates that I am right."

As expected, after Patrick lost his memories, he fell in love with her.

These six years were her happiest days. She carefully protected this love, afraid that one day Patrick would remember everything.

Therefore, she didn't even dare to have children, and could only abort it.

Hearing her words, Alice said bitterly, "True, to Patrick, I am not a good person, then how good are you? You drugged him, and you almost made him into a fool."

"That's still better than killing him now!" Mary shouted emotionally, suddenly extending her hand and slapping her face.

"..." More blood seeped out from Alice's mouth.

Mary stared at her hatefully, "If it wasn't for you, how could Patrick have gone to another country? If it wasn't for you, how could he have experienced a plane crash!"

That's better than killing him now!

Mary's words were like a knife that fiercely stabbed into Alice's heart. She lowered her eyes.

She could refute anything, but not this.

She was the one who indirectly killed Patrick.

The damage she brought to Patrick was much more than the damage Mary brought him.

"Can not refute, huh?" Mary looked at her, her red eyes staring at her hatefully. "Elder sister, my good elder sister, you destroyed my home, you destroyed my career, you killed the man I love the most!"

"This is all thanks to you. I've said it before, I won't let you off. I've lost everything, so don't even think about getting away with it! " Mary wiped her tears, stood up from the ground and took out her phone to make a call, "Hey, you guys can come in now."

You?

Who?

Alice was startled, her heart sank, "Mary, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Mary laughed, her gaze that was filled with hatred was almost warped, "What do you think, you have destroyed everything I have, and I will destroy you as well!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of footsteps could be heard.

Alice turned her head to look, only to see a few tall and sturdy men walking over under the light, all of them wearing strange masks.