"I thought our next meeting would be in court." Alice sat on the bed and said.
William's appearance scared her so much that her clothes became wet.
Like a ghost.
"So far, I haven't received a subpoena." William said coldly.
He did not wait for her to come.
Daniel took the paintings back. He did not know what she was pretentious about, she did not take the initiative to reveal herself.
"Then go back and wait." She lifted the blanket and got off the bed, then looked at him and said, "You can leave now."
William stared at her, "My time is very precious."
"So?"
Alice looked at him in confusion.
"But I waited here for you for two hours."
William said as he looked at her haughtily.
It was time for her to be grateful. He was so busy but he didn't get her out of bed to receive him. He was much gentler than he was before.
Hearing this, Alice looked at him in shock, "William, what's wrong with you? You stared at me like a ghost from beside my bed for two hours?"
Just thinking about it made Alice shudder.
What does this man want?
In the face of her rebuke, William's expression stiffened. He clenched his hand into a fist, and his voice became even colder, "Alice, you should be grateful."
"Please go out." Alice pointed to the door, "Please do not appear in front of me again."
She would think about how good he was in the past. She would think about how cold the door to William's and Mona's room was.
"Pay attention to the way you speak. If I didn't have something to say to you, I wouldn't have come over."
William said coldly.
That's true.
He was so busy that since he came back, she would often wait hours and hours for him to say something.
"What are you going to say? You're willing to give me the twins' custody? " Alice looked up at him.
"Impossible."
"Then please leave."
Alice walked outside and turned on the lights along the way. She opened the glass door to the gallery outside and sneezed when a gust of cold wind blew in.
"I'll give you three minutes to look at this." William sat down in front of the only table in the gallery.
There was a tablet on the table.
"What is it?"
Alice asked, puzzled.
"You'll know when you see it."
William said coldly.
"You're leaving after that?" Alice asked.
"If you take a look at it, you'll beg me not to leave." William looked at her like a naughty child, "Sit down, I'll 'educate' you after you're done."
Alice walked over speechlessly and sat down at the table, lowering her eyes to look at the tablet.
On the screen was a pile of mosaics.
What is it?
A video?
Alice opened it and the video started to load. Then, she saw mosaics filling the screen with a blank look on her face. It was only after watching it for a few seconds that she realized it was a porn.
The camera was aimed at a big bed, where two handsome men covered in mosaics were currently putting on wedding gowns on a woman, while laughing obscenely, "Come, Miss Mona, put on your wedding gowns, it's even more exciting to play like this, we are going to play with a bride."
"No, no. Un, ah."
The woman was also covered with mosaic, struggling between the two men, her voice sounded both resisting and enjoying.
Mona's voice.
Mona's face.
"..."
Alice's eyes widened in shock, she looked at the screen in disbelief, "How could this be?"
It really was Mona.
"Look at the date again." William coldly reminded her.
Alice looked at the date on the video, it was unexpectedly the night of the first day of the new year.
Wasn't it the day William and Mona had sex?
She looked at William in puzzlement.
William stared at her with his black eyes, "Apologize to me."
"I don't understand."
Alice looked at him in confusion. She had clearly heard his voice, he was indeed in Mona's room.
"Mona wanted to indulge herself for an entire night before marriage, so she asked me to find someone for her. William said expressionlessly, "Apologize to me."
He was very persistent on this point.
She had to apologize.
She had to fall madly in love with him.
"Indulgence?"
Alice looked at William in disbelief, as if she had heard a fantasy story.
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