"Young master!"
The servant stood at the side and looked at William in shock.
William finished a bottle of wine in one gulp.
Comfortable.
He liked the intuitive pain of his body, but it was not the pain of his chest moving. It was a pain that made him want to kill someone.
"Continue!"
William drank a bottle and shouted at the servant coldly.
"Yes." "Young master."
The servant quickly opened another bottle of wine.
William picked it up and poured it into his mouth. The wine droplets flowed down the corner of his lips, down his neck and into his collar.
"Mr. Cullen."
Amanda chased William out from the room. Seeing that William was just drinking there and not going to another place, she was overjoyed and hurried over to welcome him. "So, you want to come out and drink, can I drink with you in your room?"
She still had to fight for it.
She did not believe that she could not compare to Alice.
"Scram!"
William was about to push her away again, and when his gaze landed on her face, he saw a shadow in front of him. When he focused his eyes, he actually saw Alice smiling at him, with a smile that was very clear and beautiful.
Heh.
Wine was indeed a good thing.
The person he wanted to meet had finally appeared in front of him.
Seeing that William did not push his away, Amanda immediately pulled his curvy body into William's embrace.
In the bedroom.
Alice stood in front of the French windows. The curtains to the French windows were all pulled open, and she could see the entirety of the night outside.
There was a dark forest in the distance, and a road that led to the outside, but she couldn't get out.
"Master, it's already 12 pm, time to rest."
"I'm sorry," he reminded her, standing behind her.
"It's already 12 o'clock?"
Alice mumbled to herself. At 12 o'clock, William would not come back.
I'm afraid he's still confident.
In his mind, she had already been insulted by a few men, so what did it matter if he slept with a few more women? It was very fair.
Alice stood there and looked out into the night, her hand touching her flat stomach.
He didn't expect that the baby's arrival wouldn't make her and William's relationship turn even more sweet, but because their relationship had plummeted and the situation had completely reversed.
She thought of the court lady's last words.
"Do you think that William will still want you? Men always have a bad temper. Why would they think that it was normal for them to spend so much time and effort, but their women must be clean. Even if they were to be humiliated, they would never be able to get through it, especially men of the upper class. Even if he wants you now, after a while, he'll abandon you."
That was true.
William was unable to pass this test in his heart.
Back then, the reason he knew William was because he thought she was related to him; now, the sudden change in their relationship, was also because he thought that she was related to another man.
So dramatic.
"Mr. Palace." Alice stood in front of the French window and asked.
"Yes, I'm here. Master, do you have any orders?" he asked.
"Is it really 12 o'clock?" she asked, not giving up.
He nodded his silver head, "Yes, master. It is already 12 o'clock."
William would never come back.
At the moment, he was tossing and turning in Amanda's bed.
"Twelve o'clock, the Cinderella's magic disappeared, William and I also ended." Alice's face revealed a bitter smile, sparkling tears flowing down her face.
"Master, are you alright?"
Alice was quiet, she extended her hand out of the cold window and looked at the long road, the road that led to the outside.
This was the first time she had the thought of leaving since she had been with William.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A burst of violent banging sounds came from the door.
Alice was startled, the Mr. Palace automatically reacted from the high decibel voice to the sound of danger approaching, and immediately placed his huge silver body in front of Alice to protect her.
Alice turned her head around and heard the sound of someone banging on the door.
"Alice! Open the door! Open the door! Do you hear me?"
William's roar came from outside.
It was him.
Alice's gaze froze. Wasn't he supposed to be on Amanda's bed right now? Why did she come over?
"Mr. Palace, go and open the door."
Alice said as she reached out to wipe her tears.
What are you doing here at this time? Do you have to fight in the middle of the night to be happy?
"Understood, Master."
The Mr. Palace walked forward, a pair of black eyes looking at the scanning s in front of the door, walking forward and opening the door.
When the door opened, a tall figure fell through the door and crashed heavily onto the ground with a loud crash.
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