"—Forget it!"
William's overbearing voice sounded beside her ears.
"I'm really not being insulted. I can feel my own body." Alice said excitedly. She turned around in his embrace and faced him as she said stubbornly.
Why didn't he think that if she was really insulted, she would still have the heart to say that?
She would be more excited than he was.
"I told you, you're not allowed to talk about this ever again!"
William stared at her, his eyes sharp and sinister, his tone once again carrying a layer of anger.
"I told you, I didn't insult you! You're hitting me? " Alice also stared at him and said resolutely.
She knew he cared about her. He even had a row with his mother and got her out of house.
But since he didn't believe her, she felt nothing. Wasn't he who suffered the psychological torture ?
"Alice!"
William was annoyed by her attitude.
"Do you believe me?" Alice asked, "If you don't believe me, I___"
"You what you?"
"I will hunger strike! And I'm not going to sleep! " Alice thought about what he did today and tried to imitate him.
William's gaze instantly became overcast and he reached out to pinch her face, scolding, "You are son thin, and you still dare to hunger strike? Alice, you deserve a beating!"
"Then hit me."
Alice covered her face and looked at him, trying to break free, but his face did not show any signs of admitting defeat.
William fumed again, glaring at her fiercely.
Alice also stared at him.
Their eyes met.
William finally lost and said solemnly, "Enough, enough! Whatever you say!"
Alice's eyes lit up, "Then do you believe me?"
"Then are you going to sleep or not?"
William yelled at her in displeasure.
"Sleep, sleep, sleep."
Alice immediately stopped after seeing this, and obediently threw herself into his embrace, laid on his arm and closed her eyes, preparing for sleep.
William stared at the face, his black eyes deep and profound. His gaze fell on her and the wounds on the corner of her mouth, revealing a pained look.
He reached out and touched her face.
The next second, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
She couldn't afford to lose it again.
From today onwards, he would not lose her again.
The green bruises on Alice's body disappeared very quickly, and in a few days, all of them had disappeared, and her skin returned to fresh and attractive.
Seeing that he had recovered to his original state, Alice's mood gradually improved.
Of course, life was not always smooth sailing for example, William.
After the Palace's kidnapping, William's protection for her had become more and more excessive. Even if it was in the Imperial Castle, he had to ensure that she was in his line of sight and not willing to let her leave even a single inch away.
Even Alice had to go along with him when she went to the toilet.
If she bathed, he would not harass him. He had to stand at the door.
Much less for such a huge event as a meeting or signing contract, regardless of whether the meeting room was filled with tens or hundreds of people, Alice had been brought along by William.
This caused the people around him to become more and more familiar with Alice. Before they even saw Alice, who was behind him, they called her Miss Clyne.
On this day, Alice sat on the sofa and looked at some of the British business management documents.
Although there was no one forcing her to learn more every day, she still decided that when she was free, she had to learn more. She had to improve herself and get closer to William.
Even if it was just a small step.
So she learned to paint.
"The Palace of the movie and television bases were destroyed by the explosion today."
The voice of a news reporter suddenly came over.
Alice raised her head to look at the television in front of her and saw the scene of the towering Palace being played on the huge television screen. After that, with a few continuous "bang" sounds, the entire Palace collapsed with a loud bang.
Perhaps it was because she had not been insulted and cleansed, so when she saw the Palace again, the shadow in Alice's heart wasn't too big.
She turned her head to look at William, who was sitting beside her. William had a laptop on his knees, and was typing on the keyboard with his two slender fingers.
"You were the one who did the explosion?"
Alice asked.
"Yes."
William did not even raise his head as he continued to type on the keyboard.
Alice lowered her head silently, and with a guess, she knew that it was William who did it.
It's still damaged, then how can Palace harm the people? If he wanted to blow it up, the reason would be so easy, and the news would be so casual as well.
Alice did not disturb him, nor did she pay any more attention to the news. Alice continued to read the book in her hands, and started to learn more.
He was holding a plate of fruits in his hands, waiting for Alice to enjoy them.
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