My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 633

Other than this possibility, she couldn't think of any other reason why Master Cullen would wear such a broken watch that was so cold.

William looked at her speechlessly, then reached out his hand to pinch her face. "Did you really chew the shell just now and swallow it?"

"Does that mean we don't have this technology?"

Alice asked, immediately becoming even more confused. Why did he wear such a cold watch, it would be uncomfortable wearing it on his hands.

The maid came over and handed William a hot towel.

William glanced at her coldly, "Do you think my hands are dirty or my woman's face dirty?"

"I'm sorry, Second Young Master."

The maid immediately retreated.

William stood up, pulled a chair over to Alice and sat down. "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Should she say it?

Forget it, it was not a big deal. If she told him that Master Cullen kicked her, William would definitely become insane. Elizabeth's condition would become even worse, and they would have to live an endless life in Cullen Family.

"Oh, it's just that I watched a TV show today that said there was this technology. I feel like it's a bit unrealistic." Alice lied.

"Why watching so many TV shows?"

William did not doubt her and snorted.

"Then if not watching TV, what mother should do?" Kathy finally took the opportunity to interrupt and said sweetly, "I like watching TV too."

William glared at Kathy, "You should read books!"

Kathy pouted and asked unhappily, "Then what will mom watching?"

"She watches me!"

William answered without thinking.

"..." Alice was speechless.

"Ahem."

Only Holy who was focused on eating was choking and coughed continuously.

Alice immediately took the water for Holy to drink and patted his back, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Holy shook his head, half of his face was covered with gauze.

This man is really hypocritical.

"What are you looking at?" William looked at Holy coldly.

Holy silently lowered his head to eat.

After accompanying the two children for a while, Alice was pulled out for a walk by William. The so-called "walk" only consisted of William taking a walk, he insisted on carrying her on his back.

William walked along the winding paths. Alice was carried on his back and appreciated the scenery along the way.

The night was particularly quiet.

Such moments were wonderful.

"Do you see the woods over there?" William suddenly said.

Alice lay on his back and looked forward. She saw a sparse forest and made a sound of acknowledgement.

"There used to be a lot of trees and it was very lush. He and I used to go there to hunt."

William said as he stood there.

Just as Alice was about to ask who was that "he", she suddenly realized that it was David, and said, "I can imagine that the you two had a very good relationship."

"Who would be nice to such a selfish person!"

William coldly snorted.

Alice wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Actually, I am really envious of your harmonious relationship. When I was young, I had a good time with Mary, and then I can't have it no matter what, and I did not become York's sister even for one day."

Now, Mary was dead. York was also dead.

"What's there to be envious of?"

William said coldly.

"I can't help but feel envious. Sometimes, I would even be envious of Kathy and Holy. Holy is especially good to the Kathy. Although they are the same age, Kathy seems to have been brought up by Holy. Holy is like her nanny."

William's body stiffened.

Alice thought that these words would definitely affect him greatly. To William, David was the person who brought him up.

"Alice."

William suddenly called out her name as he stood there.

"Yes, I'm here."

"I don't know what to do."

Hearing this, Alice was startled, a man as arrogant as William suddenly said that he didn't know what to do, and looked just like a child.

He was indeed shockingly talented in science and technology, but in the face of any emotion, he would choose the wrong way to express it, perfectly avoiding all that was right.

Alice laid on his back, slowly lowered her head and placed her lips next to his ear, saying, "Go and find him, don't let yourself be regretful, don't let memories only be memories."

Turning memories into a beautiful reality was called cherishing.

Her voice was gentle and melodious.