My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 323

H —e knew that he had shown too much in front of her, and he could no longer deny it.

"You shouldn't have any feelings for her, right?"

Alice continued to ask with a low voice.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Why do you care about others? Are you jealous?" William glared at her fiercely, and spoke with an extremely terrible tone, "You promised to break up with me in six days, I don't think you'll be jealous."

These words were said as if jealousy was an advantage.

Since the day of their breakup, he had always been at a loss as to why she had agreed to his request in six days. At that time, her heart had been in a mess and she hadn't thought too much about it.

Now that she thought about it, if he no longer had any feelings for her, why would he care about this?

But since he had feelings for her, why did he want to break up with her?

Alice smiled bitterly.

As the two spoke, they had already walked to the trash can. There were two little kittens hiding in a box beside the trash can. Under the rain, they curled up into a ball.

Alice squatted down and covered the top with a piece of cardboard to protect the two little kittens from the rain.

William stood behind her and helped her hold up the umbrella, watching her place the food on top of a piece of cardboard and put it into the box.

"Meow."

The two kittens immediately stood up in the box and went to eat the food.

William's gaze immediately turned into a fierce glare at the two little kittens. He half knelt down, one leg kneeling on the ground.

"They're hungry."

Alice quietly watched the two kittens eat, her voice was soft, afraid that she would disturb them.

"Of courcethey are!"

He was hungry and had nothing to eat.

"These two kittens are pretty cute. It's not convenient for me to raise them when I'm pregnant, do you want to bring them back?" Alice asked, and turned to look at him.

When she turned around, she realized that William was especially close to her.

He half squatted by her side, his arm almost touching hers. When she turned her head, she was only a few centimeters away from William's handsome face.

Close enough that she could feel his breath.

The umbrella was still directly above her, but half of his body was wet. How could she not let her imagination run wild when she saw his actions?

Their eyes met.

William's pupils froze, he stiffly turned his head and stared at the two little kittens as if he was staring at his enemy, and coldly said. "Too ugly! No!"

They deserved to be a stray cat for snatching food from him!

Alice saw that he purposely shifted his gaze away from her, and the hand that was holding the bag tightened. Looking at the hand that was holding the umbrella, Alice's voice sounded out in the drizzling rain, "William, you..."

Halfway through her words, she couldn't continue.

"If you have something to say, then say it. Why are you hesitating?" William glared at her, his face was filled with unhappiness, his empty stomach causing his mood to worsen to the extreme.

"Why did you give me money?"

Alice asked.

"Who gave you the money? Are you delusional? " William denied it without thinking.

"500 million, 300 million, 350 million, and 250 million." Alice remembered these numbers very clearly, "This is the money you send out, right? You passed the money to me in a roundabout way, right?"

As she said this, her gaze fell upon his hand.

His hands were beautiful, his fingers were well -defined, his skin was fair, and his nails were cut short and clean. It was very refreshing.

Hearing that, William laughed mockingly, "I don't understand what you're saying, are you daydreaming about me giving you money?"

"I know you did."

Alice looked up at him, a pair of eyes looking straight into his eyes, "I also know, you secretly eat my cooking."

Why did he push her away but at the same time seem to have some feelings for her?

Was he like the storyline on TV, deliberately doing something to break up with her?

"I didn't. I just happened to see some dishes over there, so I had a bit to eat."

William denied it cleanly.

"Why don't you admit it?" Alice asked, a pair of clear eyes looking at him, "If you want to break up with me, it's not like this."

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

William glanced to the side, with a cold indifference.

Alice squatted there, her long eyelashes lightly trembled. Her voice was very soft but clear, "Then look at my eyes and tell me, you didn't eat my leftovers. You didn't try to send me any money, you didn't secretly look after me."

William glared at her in displeasure.

Their eyes met once again.

William stared at her, her eyes were clear, extremely clear. It had only lasted two seconds, and William was already unable to persevere any longer.

William looked at her in silence. After a while, he asked coldly, "Alice, do you think that I care about your leftovers?"

"I know you don't care, but I care about that answer." "The answer?" William laughed disdainfully, "What's the answer? Did I send you any money? So what if I did?"

His sarcastic smile was too dazzling.

It stung her eyes.

With that, William turned his head coldly, and Alice immediately said, "Don't look away."

William's body stiffened, showing a mocking smile.

"William, I know it's very disgraceful of me to say such words, but if I don't say them, then I will just continue to let my imagination run wild."