My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 420

Sensing the change in William, the light in her eyes moved, and she barely managed to reveal a smile, "Really? Did the doctor really say you were all right? "

"Yeah, it's fine with me. Your father and Patrick are here to take care of me. Hurry up and go to sleep."

Beverly said.

"Alright, good night."

Alice hung up the phone under Beverly's urging. Through this phone call, Alice felt a lot more at ease.

It was good that her mother was fine.

Alice returned the phone to William. William turned his body, and used one hand to support his face, as he stared at her with his black yes, "At least you're sensible. I know you are anxious about Patrick even you didn’ t mention him."

He really liked to define other people with his own thoughts.

Alice laughed bitterly, lying on the ground. Looking at him, she said seriously, "I will definitely go see Patrick, and explain to him clearly. I owe him an explanation and an apology."

Her attitude was frank and natural, and mentioning Patrick only made her feel guilty. If it was any other man, he would have long understood it, but what William believed in was true.

Hearing her say this, not only did his face not turn any better, but also became even gloomier. "You want to cheating on him?"

"I don't."

"You're planning."

"Then don't you have to apologize to Mona?" Alice asked, "Although I don't have a good impression of the woman who snitched on me, it can be said that you owe her, right?"

For a young miss of a noble family to be publicly reneging on their marriage, the news would probably already have spread far and wide. To the proud Mona, this sort of feeling was better than death.

William lied down beside her, using his body to block the incoming wind for her. Hearing what she said, his pupils contracted, and his gaze turned extremely deep.

After a long while, he finally said coldly, "I would not apologize. I don't care if she wants to die."

There was no limit to how cold blood could be.

"Besides, if I apologize, will she accept it? Anyway, she won't accept it, so why should I apologize? " William said confidently.

What kind of nonsense was this?

Alice sighed helplessly, then said, "Anyway, I have to apologize to Patrick. Although I didn't love him, I had already tacitly accepted his offer. Now that things have turned out like this, I really owe him a lot."

She deliberately emphasized the word "I didn’ t love him."

William lowered his eyes and stared at her, "What do you mean by emphasizing that you never loved him?"

Alice met his gaze. Did he understand?

"You think I would believe you?"

William coldly snorted.

"..." Alice surrendered, not bothering to pay attention to her. She turned around and laid with her back facing him.

"What, you're feeling guilty?"

William leaned towards her, allowing the wind to blow on her, cooling his body, yet not a strand of her hair was moved.

Alice closed her eyes and said in a low voice,

"You said that you would believe me in the future."

There was more or less some grievance in his words.

Her voice was soft.

William's chest became numb from her words, and he snorted: "Then, I'll believe it."

How could such a thing be like that?

Forget it. There's still a long way to go. Now that they're engaged, let's take it slowly.

Having known William for so long, she was very clear that she couldn't ask a paranoia to change her mind immediately.

As the ocean gently caressed the beach, William blocked the wind for her. As she laid there, she felt that the night was very cool and comfortable. She grabbed the suit underneath them with her fingers and slowly closed her eyes.

For some reason, she suddenly felt at ease when she heard the voice of the sea.

It had been a long time since he had felt so at ease.

Good.

Time ticked by.

William supported his head and laid behind her until half of his body was numb, but the woman in front of him only left him with his back. SO he extended his hand and poked her back, but there was no reaction.

He poked again.

He poked with all his might.

Alice uncomfortably moved her body, turned around and threw herself into his embrace, looking for a comfortable position. She mumbled something under her breath and continued her peaceful sleep.

Did she fall asleep?

William glared at her, his hands clenching into fists. On the night of their wedding, she had fallen asleep.

"Did you do that on purpose, Alice? Don't think that I will let you off!"

William reached out his hand to tear the dress she was wearing. Alice sleepily let him do whatever he wanted and moaned, "I'll wake up soon after I sleep a little more."

William's hands instantly stiffened as he stared fixedly at her with his black eyes, his expression extremely unsightly.

Who was she talking to?

Patrick?

Was it because Patrick woke her up everyday that she had such a conditioned reflex?

How could she!