William stood by her side, as though he had not heard her question, and continued to wash her hands in the cold water, his voice low and graceful: "Is it too painful?"
He was avoiding her question.
Maybe it was under his plan, that after the marriage annulment, Mona would leave this place, and she would never know that he was the one who planned everything.
He was like a person who created clouds and mist. He covered up the layers of mist, surrounding everyone within. Everyone's line of sight was blurred by the white mist, and they could not see the smile on his face.
"Why did you do that?" Alice looked at his face and asked, her voice pale white, "You respected your brother the most, you once cared so much that you broke up with me over this matter, why did you tear apart this scar? Why?"
She didn't understand.
William held her hand, holding it tightly,and his fingers caressed her fingertips.
"Answer me, William. Why did you do this? You obviously didn't want that many people to know your brother's secret. That was the scar you cared about the most.
Alice understood William, and even now, she still couldn't believe that William would do such a thing.
"Because I can't lose you!"
William suddenly pressed the tap on the water and turned around. His pair of pitch black eyes looked straight into her eyes, "Do you think it's unbelievable?
Alice stood there in a daze.
William pressed both of his hands on her shoulders, his handsome face showing arrogance and paranoia, "I used to care about my family's responsibilities, but I didn't care about it afterwards; I once cared about the disparity in our status, and I didn't care about it afterwards either. I also cared about my brother, but what happened? The result that I care about is that I've discovered that I've completely lost you. Without you, Alice, I suddenly don't know what I, William, am!"
Alice looked at him in shock.
Without you, Alice, I suddenly don't know what I, William, would be!
"Why can't I tear this scar open? Sooner or later, someone will tear them apart. I will tear them apart ... at least I will be prepared in advance! At the very least, I don't need to worry about anyone shooting me in the back! " William tightly held onto her shoulders, with every word stressed.
I don't have to worry about anyone shooting me.
That was because he had opened the curtain to the battle between father and son.
He was risking his life to survive.
"I'll send people to keep an eye on you and your family. I won't let them get hurt." William said, he thought she was worried about this.
"What if he gets hurt?" Alice asked hesitantly, "I don't care about it myself, but what about my mother and the others?"
She knew that it was impossible to hide the truth for a lifetime.
But the truth was a blade that hung over their heads, she never thought that it was William who put the blade down.
"I'll take my life."
William said casually.
Alice was completely speechless,and all that left of her was a burst of chilliness.
"Alice, engagement ceremony is my final move, and I must make it a perfect ending! My brother can't block it, my life can't block it, because I want you! If the betrothal is the end of it, you must be with me! " William said each word as he stared at her, his gaze becoming gloomier.
It was like an unparalleled confession.
It was a long, long story.
The sound hammered into her like a hammer, shaking her bones.
Alice stood in front of William, her eyelashes fluttering lightly, the color of her lips turning white.
"Do you think I'm selfish?" William asked, the hand holding her shoulder tightened, "It's okay, you can say it."
He could bear it.
"William, I just realized now that what you're most afraid of isn't your intelligence, but your craziness."
Alice slowly said.
He had completely turned a dead end. He dared to treat everyone like a pawn, and even more so, he dared to tear open his own wound and let the blood flow freely.
And all of this was because she didn't want to reunite with him.
Her body grew colder and colder, and her breathing slightly trembled.
A sticky smell drifted over.
William turned his head,and his eyes focused, as though he was facing a great enemy. "Crap, the vegetables are getting old."
With that, William released Alice and rushed towards the pot. He quickly turned off the fire and picked up the vegetables.
Alice stood there, her body lightly swaying. Her face was deathly pale, as she stared blankly at William's figure.
She realized something.
William's disease had worsened.
He suffered from a paranoid personality disorder, but he had his own scruples and concerns before. He had his own business plans that he valued, the Cullen Family Clan, his own reputation, his own respected brother, and the meteor shower that he didn't even have time to watch.
But now that it was gone, all he cared about was her.
Right now, William's only goal was her, he did not care about anything else, and had already reached the point where he could abandon his easily.
Realizing this, Alice suddenly felt especially afraid.
What would happen if he became seriously ill?
William took out the dishes on his plate and set the long wooden table, then turned to look at her, "Continue cooking, Alice."
Alice looked at his handsome face that was almost devilish, and her heart skipped a beat.
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