My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 189

I—t was his wound for her.

Those who didn't care what she became were indifferent, while those who cared about her were overjoyed when she only shook her head.

William, why did he give her such a shock?

Why had she been pulled from the brink of despair? She had thought that there was no hope in her life, that there was no color in it. She had thought that there was no hope in her life.

There was nothing special about life or death.

Yet he had broken into her heart time and time again, letting her know that there was still someone who cared about her.

Alice looked at his wound and made a decision in her heart.

Maybe she should do something for him.

Not for herself, not for William, not for William who was still by her side even when she was at her most desperate.

"Hey, if you overdo it, give me a nod!" William didn't know what she was thinking and tyrannically ordered her.

"Good girl, nod your head!"

Alice put down the tissue in her hand and reached towards the pocket on his chest.

"Alice, you're progressing too quickly. You started to act like a hooligan just by shaking your head? No way, no way, let go of me now!

William frowned, but he was enjoying it very much. As he said no, he held her hand closer to his chest.

This man was invincible.

Alice looked at him helplessly, and took out her phone from his pocket.

William's gaze turned cold, he immediately took the phone and stared at her with his black eyes: "Don't look at phone."

He was fully suppressing the news. Although there would no longer be any related reports in the mainstream media, this incident had caused too much trouble. Everyone would be communicating privately. At this time, anyone who was playing on their phone or surfing the internet might see something she did not want to see at all.

Alice stole the phone silently but stubbornly.

"You're not allowed to take it!"

"..." Alice still tried to snatch it away from him. She jumped over from the front passenger seat and almost fell on top of the driver's body.

William's gaze immediately froze, and his hands loosened.

Alice smoothly snatched the phone away and returned to the front passenger seat.

William sat on the Driver, his body tight and his throat tight.

After a long while, his breathing finally returned to normal. When he turned around, he saw Alice typing on his phone.

After he lost, Alice handed the phone over to him.

William suspiciously looked at her, then lowered his head, only to see a row of words appear on the Mobile Screen -

[I want to receive hypnotic therapy.]

William frowned, and looked at her, "Who told you that?"

Alice looked at him silently. She did not say a word, but her eyes were filled with determination.

William did not pursue the matter any further, his black eyes staring into hers as he asked, "Did you see what happened to your sister today?"

He thought she wanted to be treated because of Mary.

She wasn't, she was doing it for him.

Alice looked at him. She did not nod her head, nor did she shake her head.

If hypnosis worked, she would be able to speak after across that barrier, and she would tell him herself, give him a surprise.

Seeing that she did not have any reaction, William thought that she had tacitly agreed, "Hypnotherapy may not succeed either."

She knew that.

"And you need a person you trust very much as a therapeutic element." William stared at her, "Are you really going to receive treatment?"

This time, Alice reacted, and she nodded.

She decided to undergo treatment.

Hearing that, William's face did not have a happy expression, he frowned, and stared at her as he said, "Then the treatment requirement is Patrick?"

He said this almost through gritted teeth.

Just as Alice was about to shake her head, William spoke in a vicious tone, "Just give up, I won't ask Patrick for you! I'd rather have you stay by my side like a puppet, than to let you be cured so that you can stay together!"

If all she had to do was think of Patrick, what would happen to him?

He deserved to be hurt by her again and again?

Alice looked at him silently.

"I gave you a chance to fly, but you guys can't fly together! I am not generous enough to give you two chances! " William's tone was extremely tyrannical.

Alice was quiet.

"It doesn't matter if you say I'm despotic or selfish. In short, I won't give you any chances!" William said as he turned his head away. He didn't want to see her look so sad and disappointed.

Under the night sky, William's expression was very dark.

Suddenly, a finger poked his arm.

William steeled his heart and turned to look, only to see that there was no disappointment on Alice's face. He was still staring at him resolutely, his index finger pointing towards his direction.

"What do you mean?"

William asked, his heart racing.

Alice pointed at him without saying a word.

William stared at her face, and asked in disbelief, "You want me to help you do the treatment?"

Until the day of treatment.

William became even more manic and walked into the treatment room expressionlessly.

In the middle of the treatment room was a special massage chair.

The three psychiatrists were already standing there.

Alice directly walked to the massage chair and laid down. William's handsome face enlarged in front of her, and his black eyes stared straight at her.

William regretted.

He pulled her hand and was about to pull her up, but Alice stubbornly pulled his hand back.

William lowered his gaze, and he could see the resolution in her eyes. He spoke in a low and magnetic voice, "Alice, are you stupid? A treatment failure would result in a second degree of trauma, and the shadow in your heart will become even heavier!"

Alice sat on the massage unmoving, she had no intention to give up.

"You want to be treated that badly?" William glared at her.

Alice looked at him silently. She did not stand up, but chose to lie down on the ground and use her actions to show her determination.

Seeing this, William impatiently paced back and forth on the spot. He was so agitated that the therapist involuntarily took a step back, afraid that William's anger would affect them.

William paced himself on the ground, and in the end, he gritted his teeth. He gave her a compromise and growled, "Don't heal now, I'll go and tie Patrick up!"

She still trusted Patrick the most.

Letting Patrick participate in this hypnotherapy session, the chances of success would definitely be higher than his.

Since she wanted to be treated that badly, he would compromise for her once more. He couldn't remember the number of times he would compromise for her!

When Alice heard his words, she felt a little helpless. She lowered her eyes and looked at the two sides of the massage that were filled with countless threads and ties.

She took the initiative to tie the strap to her arm.

Daniel who was waiting at the side couldn't help but say, "Young Master, Miss Clyne seems to still want you to come."

William stopped in his tracks and glared at the half-lying Alice.

"Young master, since this is Miss Clyne's only hope, why don't we let her try?" Daniel spoke up for Alice.

These two days, the young master had been so anxious that everyone in Imperial Castle could no longer live peacefully. Those who did not know this would think that the one being treated was the young master.

William glared at Alice, who was lying on the bed. Her fair and delicate face had no expression, but her fingers were strenuously checking her blood pressure.

She was proving her determination.

William stood there; his eyes overcast. Gritting his teeth, he made his decision, "Alright, let's begin!"

"Yes."

The three psychiatrists bowed to him respectfully, the famous hypnotist said to William, "Mr. Cullen, before hypnotizing, I need to remind everyone that no distractions can be emitted from between them, and the process of hypnosis cannot be disrupted wantonly. The patient must sleep comfortably, and wake up comfortably."