My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 87

"—It's bad, I won't eat it. Continue."

William ordered, he enjoyed the process of her serving him and pleasing him.

Alice bit her lips, stood up from the dining table and said, "Then I'll go make you some breakfast."

"No, your hand is injured." William rejected her.

"I'll bake some bread. I won't hurt it." As Alice spoke and was about to leave, William sat there, and his tone suddenly became cold, "If I say you are not allowed, then you are not allowed to enter the kitchen!"

The anger in his tone was obvious.

Alice looked at him helplessly, and reached out her hand, "My small wound will take a few days to recover, are you going to keep on not eating?"

"If I don't want to eat, I won't! It's my, William's, business to starve myself to death!" William glared at her, extremely stubborn.

Alice stood there, helpless.

She didn't cook that well, did he actually want a hunger strike for this?

"Eat your food." William said to her, his black eyes looking at her face, "Quickly tell me your purpose after eating."

"What?"

Alice was stunned.

"After waking up early in the morning, you dressed like a maid, and went to prepare breakfast. If I can't tell what you're planning, then I, William, will really be a fool."

William cast a glance at her before he picked up the cup and drank a mouthful of milk.

Damn it, the milk was disgusting since it was not heated by Alice.

He could see through it.

Alice laughed awkwardly, then sat down at the dining table and said, "I don't have any other intentions, I am just..."

How should she begin?

"Just what?" William stared at her intently, his voice low.

"I just want to take a leave." Alice looked at William, her face revealing a pleading look, "In two days, I want to go out and 1'1 like to ask if I can borrow a car." she asked carefully. Hearing this, William's black pupils darkened. "Where are you going?"

"I just want to go for a ride." Alice did not dare say that he had gone to investigate the truth three years ago.

"I can go for a ride with you today."

William pushed the milk cup to the side and said in a low voice.

Who wanted him to accompany them?!

Alice bit her lip, deliberated on a word, and spoke with an even more gentle voice: "It's like this, I'm a painter, when I don't have inspiration, I need to go out and find inspiration."

"Where are you going? I'll take you!"

William's voice became lower bit by bit, indicating that his current mood was getting worse.

"I..." Alice observed his expression, after a few seconds of hesitation, she clenched her teeth and said, "I want to go alone."

Just as expected, William's face darkened.

Alice looked at him anxiously, while Daniel silently took two steps back.

The dining hall was deathly silent.

The crystal bead curtain lightly swayed at the door, reflecting a glass-like luster.

William sat there, his handsome face was expressionless, he stared straight at Alice who was sitting opposite of him.

It was clearly a sunny morning, but it instantly felt like a thunderstorm was on the way.

"Did you spend all your time trying to please me today just to get rid of me?" William suddenly sneered, his eyes filled with ridicule. "Really a surprise, huh."

What she had done this morning had made him feel good.

Now she stabbed him again.

This knife is vicious.

"No, I'm used to going alone to look for inspiration." Alice tried to explain, but her gaze towards him was a little panicked.

He was even more upset than she had expected.

"I'm sorry, from today onwards, this habit of yours must be changed!" William said coldly, he slowly stood up from the table and leaned towards her with his eyes looking down at her. His cold voice slowly came out from the thin lip, "Otherwise, you will never draw again."

There was no space for negotiation.

He wouldn't let her go out alone.

Alice's face paled, "Why can't I have a little bit of my own space?"

"You also have space beside me. Why do you have to be alone?"

"This is different. Everyone needs private space."

"I don't need it!" William's tone was extremely cold, "I don't need it, what right do you have to take it?"

Alice was speechless.

It was true that since he had made his point, he had brought her with him twenty - four hours a day, and he did not have his own private space. But it was obviously abnormal for an ordinary person.

Seeing that she was silent, William thought that she had compromised. He stood up, with a cold expression on his face, he wanted to leave, but Alice could not help but ask, "Do you have to be so despotic?"

Controlling her freedom, controlling her time, controlling her body... Everything about her was under his control, so what was she? A puppet?

William turned his head, his gaze was as sharp as a cold blade, extremely sharp, "Yes!"

It was a decisive word.

In this house, he had the final decision!

Alice glared at him, anger rising up in her heart, her face gradually revealed an unbearably angry look, "Autocrat! A tyrant!"