My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 194

She won't come back.

She really dared not come back.

William looked at the road, his gaze ranging from cold and detached to disappointed, from disappointed to depressed.

She really didn't care about him.

She only cared about that man. Since that was the case, why didn't he tell her to be more resolute when she left? Why did he still bring her back?!

How could Alice step on his heart again and again and play around with him wantonly?

He deserved to be played by her just because he fell in love with her?

William stood there, his gaze becoming dimmer and dimmer, and in the next second, he opened his mouth coldly, "Find out where Patrick is, I want to know immediately."

He didn't need to find Alice now, he only needed to find out where Patrick was.

Heh.

He wanted to find a woman and search for her from a man.

He, William, had never been so useless in his life before.

"Yes, young master."

Daniel nodded.

William turned around and walked towards his convertible sports car. He sat on it expressionlessly and said coldly, "Give me the address when you find it."

"Yes, young master." Daniel turned to look at the bodyguards, "Follow Young Master."

"No one is allowed to follow me!"

William roared hysterically,and his black eyes instantly turning sinister and ruthless. There was nowhere for him to vent his impatience.

He stepped on the gas pedal fiercely, and with a turn, he rushed towards Daniel, his face filled with extreme anger.

Seeing that, Daniel did not dodge, but resigned himself to his fate and lowered his eyebrows. He was the one who let Alice go, and that was what he deserved.

"Ci

The tires grinded hard against the ground.

The carriage moved away at top speed, almost brushing right in front of Daniel.

William drove past him, staring at him coldly with his black eyes, before driving forward.

On the way out of the Imperial Castle, William intentionally slowed down his speed. Lucky for him, Alice might even drive her car to the next moment.

But after he was far away from the castle, William realized how laughable his thoughts were.

That woman had never cared about him. How could she have come back?

She went to look for the man.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding his phone, William sent a voice message to Alice. His voice was extremely gloomy, as each word was forced out of his throat, "Alice, even if you really want to throw me away like a pile of trash, you should at least give me an explanation! I want you to tell me yourself that you did not love me!"

With that said, William clenched his teeth and fiercely threw his phone at the co-pilot.

On the other side, when Alice drove to the Hospital, she saw many media outlets blocking the entrance.

Looking at those cameras and microphones, Alice felt fear from the bottom of her heart.

Patrick should be in the hospital now, why did he need her to go to the west side?

West?

Is it here?

Alice drove over doubtfully, and saw that the western road was a very hidden path, blocked by a row of big trees. She slowly drove in, and saw a black car not far away from her parked by the side of the road.

Alice slowly stopped her car and looked forward with suspicion.

In the next second, the door of the car opened, and Patrick who was dressed in disease suits walked out. One of his legs could still showed that he was not very agile, but he looked to be in good spirits.

Patrick stood there and looked at her, his feminine face revealing a relieved smile.

Alice opened the car door and got out, walking towards him, slightly puzzled, "Patrick, are you alright?"

Why was the news so strong?

"Let's go."

Patrick pulled her over and placed her on the Driver's seat.

She saw a patch of gauze on his wrist as she tugged at his sleeve.

Patrick sat on the Driver and fastened her seat belt. Alice asked worriedly, "Your hand?"

Patrick followed her line of sight to his wrist, and laughed unconcernedly: "So this is what you meant, if I don't do it, how would you leave the villa? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, and I won't hurt myself."

"So that's how it is, you scared me to death." Hearing that,Alice heaved a sigh of relief, "I thought you were really ..."

"Really commit suicide? I'm not that weak. " Patrick laughed and said, his eyes full of wisdom, "I know that once the news is out, no matter where you are, you will contact me.

"I'm really going to be scared to death by you."

Alice shook her head helplessly.

He actually used such an extreme method to leave Miller Manor.

"Alright, let's go." Patrick said, he started the car, and the voice of the radio rang in the quiet car.

"Where to?"

Alice"Of course, leave this city. The farther the better." Patrick looked at her deeply, "Let's find a place where no one will know us and start anew, and stay away from such meaningless rumors ." "Leave?"

"I don't want to hear sorry. I want you to come with me." Patrick stubbornly said as he leaned forward and reached out to buckle her seat belt.

"Don't be like this, Alice!"

Alice pushed him.

"Alice, I have always respected you, but this time, I want to respect myself." Patrick's tone was extremely stubborn, he reached out his hands and buckled her up strongly.

A voice came from the radio in the car.

[There is now an instant news broadcast about a major traffic accident in Beautiful Bridge, which occurred in the city from the south to the north. The number of casualties is currently unknown, but according to the reports on the spot, one of the vehicles is a Koenigsegg which is worth tens of millions. It has a record of the value of domestic affairs.]

Alice was pushing Patrick, but hearing news, her face immediately became pale white, and she stopped in her movements to argue.

Koenigsegg.

William would usually drive his own Koenigsegg.

"" Alice froze and asked dumbly, "How many of our Koenigs are there in the country?"

She remembered one time when she overheard a servant of the Cullen family mention that there was only one Kaunitz in the country, and that it was in William's hands.

"What's wrong?" Patrick looked at her instantly pale face.

"I have to go. Sorry, I have to go."

Alice's fingers trembled as she undid her seat belt. She pushed the door open and got off the car, her legs weak.

As Patrick sat in the car, she was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, she recalled that he had seen William drive a Koenigs before.

She was going to see William.

Patrick quickly rushed down and grabbed Alice who was walking in front of his car. He pulled her along and turned around, his long and narrow eyes staring at her.

"Let go."

Alice anxiously said as she desperately pushed his hand away.

"No." Patrick pressed both of his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her with eyes that seemed to be filled with fear, "I know, once I let you go, I will lose you forever."

"Alice!"

" Maybe he is making a new story for you to go back to, just like me." Patrick said.

"He won't!" Alice said resolutely, her eyes was firm.

Patrick looked at her in shock. When had she ever trusted William so much?

"William definitely would not use a traffic accident to create news. I'm going to look for him." Alice said anxiously, and pushed his hand away to leave.

Patrick pressed his shoulders without letting go, and his feminine face had an unyielding stubbornness like before, "Come with me, Alice, we are of the same kind, you and William are of two extremes, you two are not suitable at all."

Alice was extremely anxious as she desperately pushed him.