My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 173

T—heir voices were everywhere.

Every place has memories.

Alice looked towards a corner. That night when the electricity had stopped, she had been so scared, and William had rushed back and hugged her tightly at that place.

Those things had happened a long time ago.

If it were not for Patrick, what would she and William be like? What would be the answer she asked?

This answer, she would never know.

"Shall we go,Master?"

'Mr.Cullen' asked, following her in silence.

Alice looked at the wall of the hall what was a piece of white, with some light colored inscriptions.

"Wait."

Alice thought for a moment, then walked into the study. She took out a box of colored pens with a thick pen, walked to the wall, and started drawing.

Her slender fingers were holding it, flowing smoothly on the wall. It had a beautiful curve and the lines were very well drawn.

The 'Mr.Cullen' stood quietly by her side, its tall silver bodies silently protecting her.

After drawing, Alice looked at the graffiti on the wall and smiled bitterly. Her eyes were filled with a thin layer of water.

"Let's go, the 'Mr.Cullen'."

Alice said, and left the duplex apartment together with the 'Mr.Cullen'. Before closing the door, Alice peeked inside again, and heard William's arrogant and haughty voice.

"As long as you satisfy me with the present, I'll let you off. Otherwise, it's not over yet."

"Don't tell me that this watermelon is a gift from you!"

Thinking about it, after knowing William for so long, she had never prepared a serious present for him before.

There was no chance to prepare.

"William, take care."

Alice said to the empty apartment, and then slowly closed the door, leaving with the 'Mr.Cullen'.

According to Patrick's instructions, Alice drew his card and bought a luxurious RV.

She drove the car to the hospital and helped Patrick to walk towards the car cautiously, "Be careful. Actually, it's the same if you go back in a few days."

"I also hope that you can stay with me for a little longer."

Patrick was spirited for a long time, his feminine face looked extremely handsome under the sunlight, and his long and narrow eyes looked at her gently, "Because I really want to take a look at flowerfield."

Going to the flowerfield meant that they had to part ways.

Didn't he want her to stay a little longer, so they could get along a little longer?.

However, it was impossible in the hospital, as there would be people passing by every day. She did not want to hear about Mary taking the medicine.

Zed came to the hospital to cause trouble again and slapped her twice when he was unaware, allowing some of the patients to see that the hospital's messages were all over the place.

In order to take care of him, Alice had come to the hospital regardless of the rumors, but how could he bear it?

"Alright, we're here. This car was purchased according to your instructions."

Alice supported Patrick over to the side of the car and carefully pulled the door.

Patrick looked inside, only to see a silver robot sitting inside,and its pair of eyes staring at him from top to bottom.

Just as Alice was about to explain, the robot suddenly kneelt and slid to the door, and threw a punch towards Patrick.

It slid for a bit longer, so Alice quickly pulled Patrick back to avoid being hit by the robot. She frowned. '"Mr.Cullen', what are you doing?"

"'Mr.Cullen'?" Patrick was stunned.

'Mr.Cullen' was about to attack Patrick again, but Alice took a step forward and blocked in front of him.

The scanning data flashed past its eyes and it slowly retracted its hand.

"Why did you hit him?" Alice asked in displeasure.

"Master's hands cannot embrace a man other than the Mr. Gong. Master's lips cannot touch a man or woman other than the Mr. Gong." An electronic voice rang in her ears.

Alice was startled, because she had even forgotten that the 'Mr.Cullen' had such a setting.

William also mixed the jealous set up into the robot's body.

"Alice, what's going on?" Patrick stood at the side, propping himself up with a walking stick as he looked at the robot in confusion.

"I'll explain it to you later." Alice said as he looked at the Mo Palace with a slight headache, "I will cancel the setting."

He shook his head stiffly, "No, if someone wants to change the N005 settings, he should go back to the factory."

Go back to the factory.

Alice rolled her eyes and bit her lips.

Patrick was injured, and she would definitely help him on the way back. Since it was going to beat people up like that, Patrick has to enter the hospital again.

"This is my friend. He is a patient, so you can't hit him." Alice said.

With that, it scanned Patrick once again. Patrick looked at it coldly.

"Patient? Not a man? Men, women, patients? I don't recognize the function of the patient's facial contour. The patient is a sick person."

The 'Mr.Cullen' was obviously confused by her words.

"Can't you understand it now? He is a patient, he is Patrick. Remember this face, you can't hit him anymore." Alice said.

Its eyes looked at Patrick as he nodded, "Yes, Master."

Whoosh.

In the end, it was still a robot. No matter how intelligent it was, it was controlled by a set of rigid programs.

"Come, get in." Alice helped Patrick into the car. It stared at Patrick from head to toe, its head swaying back and forth, he did not make a move.

"Then I'll be driving."

Alice said as she sat on the Driver and drove away from the hospital.

"Alright. Thank you."

Patrick's legs were not that flexible, he could only rely on her.

He seemed to have relied on her ever since he was a boy.

T m fine, what do you want to eat?" Alice asked.

"It depends on what you like." Patrick said.

"Alright."

Alice parked the car on the side of the road, then opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards the small restaurant.

As soon as she entered the restaurant, the cell phone in front of her vibrated and rang.

When the 'Mr.Cullen' recognized the bell sound and wanted to stand up, Patrick said, "Let me do it."

"Alright."

It turned to look at him, then sat back down.

Patrick stood up with his walking stick and walked over with difficulty while bending over to pick up the phone.

Her phone displayed - Steward Frank.

Housekeeper.

Only William would have a housekeeper by his side.

The bell continued to ring, Patrick looked at the words on the Mobile Screen.

It automatically hung up.

Patrick's gaze darkened. He turned and looked out the window, to see that Alice was still in the small restaurant.

A hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes. Two seconds later, his fingertips gently slid, and he reached out to delete the communication record. Then, he placed the "Steward Frank" on the blacklist and once again placed the "William" on the blacklist.

After doing all this, Patrick placed her phone back into the pocket and leaned on his walking stick to return to his original seat.

Alice stood in the small restaurant and ordered a few takeout dishes, giving the money to the front desk.

"Thank you, the change."

The front desk stared at her as if she were looking for money, then slipped into the kitchen.

Alice stood there, stunned.

Was it because of the drug injuring case, by now, a lot of people should already know her.

It's not a glorious thing.

Alice stood there, and from time to time, someone would peek at her from the kitchen, as if they were looking at a clown. Alice could only pretend that she did know that.

The takeout was finally ready.

Alice heaved a sigh of relief and carried the heavy shopping bag out, but she could clearly feel their gaze.