My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 230

Too vicious.

Alice looked at him in disbelief before suddenly turning around and running away.

William stood at the same place, his face was filled with anger, and his eyes filled with intense jealousy and hatred.

In his mind, if she fell in love with him, she shouldn't have any feelings for the opposite sex. Otherwise, she wouldn't love him! She had a guilty conscience!

He was jealous.

Crazy jealousy.

After a long while, William gritted his teeth, and suddenly ran out.

Alice ran to the side of the fountain pool, and saw the reflection of her face in the water. William chased after her and held her hand, "You are not allowed to leave! You're not allowed to leave!"

"Let go."

Alice struggled desperately.

"Where do you want to go? |'m not afraid to tell you the truth, Patrick is sitting on that

plane, something happened to him! If you go and chase after him, he'll just be a cripple! " William clenched his teeth and growled, "Why can't you stay by my side in peace?"

"Who didn't want peace?"

Alice didn't know how William could still act so righteously, as if something had happened to Patrick. "Let go, William you bastard!"

She struggled desperately to push him.

"Alice!" William took a step back and glared at her, "Have you really loved me? You never forgot about Patrick!"

he shouted hysterically.

He suspected her again.

His paranoia was so terrible that it could happen at any time.

Alice's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at William, her lips trembling, "Have I ever loved you?"

"You ..."

"William, is your EQ really that low? You clearly caused me to almost die, but I fell into a depression, it's because I don't love you, I know that you have the responsibility to get married, I don't love you, I know that I don't deserve you yet I still have to work hard to improve myself, it's because I don't love you, William, I don't love you at all, are you satisfied

with my answer?"

Alice said with a trembling voice, her gaze extremely sorrowful.

William fixed his eyes on her, his hands gripping hers tightly.

A flash of understanding passed through his eyes, and he suddenly remembered how hard she had tried to attend the event with him this morning.

He almost forgot.

He was blinded by jealousy.

She stared at him, tears streaming down her face. With despair in her eyes, she continued to struggle, "I will not forgive you for what you have done. Let go! "Let go!"

William stared at her as her tears made his heart ache.

He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Alright, alright, I shouldn't have doubted you. Don't cry anymore."

His chest hurt from the crying.

"Let me go! William, you bastard! Your homicidal maniac!"

Alice shouted loudly, her fingers desperately trying to pull his hand away, her nails scratching the back of his hand.

William frowned in pain, but his hands still held tightly onto her, and roared, "I'm not a homicidal maniac! I didn't do anything!"

Hearing that, Alice's gaze turned serious, "Impossible, then how did you know he was on this plane?"

She doubted it, but her hands slowed down and stopped struggling.

"Patrick sent you a text message saying that he wanted to see you before going to France. I didn't want you guys to see him, so I deleted all the text messages." William said in a serious tone.

Alice stared at him in a daze, not knowing if she should believe it or not.

Did he just delete the message?

"You don't believe me?" William glared at her, "I already said, if I wanted to strike, I would not let you know, and I would not cause an air accident! Not to mention you, I guess all the media suspects that I did it."

Alice calmed down in his arms. Actually, she didn't need to stay calm either.

Subconsciously, she was more inclined to believe in William.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her pink lips trembled. "Just say it directly."

She really thought it was him.

She was in despair. At that moment, she suddenly didn't know who else she could trust or why she had any reason to live.

"I can't control myself; I can't take it anymore when I see how much you care about Patrick! I don't know who you love! " William's face turned ugly as he said.

"You still have the mood to think about this at a time like this?" Alice didn't know what to say to this man, "If you really kill him, no matter how much I love you, I won't forgive you."

It had nothing to do with who she loved.

His thinking was always so strange.

William also knew that he had lost control of himself just now. He stood there silently; his face extremely unsightly.

He couldn't help the jealousy and suspicion. He didn't want to see an expression on her face that cared about any of the opposite sex.

Seeing William like this, Alice understood that he had gotten sick again.

Isn't one of the obvious symptoms of paranoia being crazy to not trust his partner's loyalty?

Just as she was about to let go of his hand, William grabbed her wrist and stared at her, "You still want to leave?"

Seeing her so nervous, William's chest once again surged with intense jealousy.

He stared at her haggard face, forcefully suppressing his jealousy.

William walked to her with a cold face and said coldly, "Not yet, they are only analyzing the cause of the accident. The captain found out a while ago that he was terminally ill, so he should have dragged an entire plane's worth of people to accompany him in death."

"How could there be such a person?"

Alice was shocked, then she slumped back onto the sofa, gritting her teeth as she bit her lips.

Was Patrick among the passengers that did not board the plane? If not, she did not dare to think further...

Alice lowered her head, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She suddenly thought of yesterday, at 3: 20 P.M., and the sudden tightness in her chest was like a feeling.

"Water."

William suppressed his emotions and poured a cup of water for her. His handsome face did not have the slightest bit of an expression on it.

He hadn't slept for the night because of his love rival, and he even wanted to find out more.

He really wanted to drag this woman back.

"Thank you."

Alice accepted the cup but did not have the intention to drink. She held the cup tightly with both of her hands and said with a grey look in her eyes, "William, I am regretting it now."

"What are you regretting?"

William sat down beside her.

The quality of the sofa in the Police station was poor to a certain extent, making him feel uncomfortable while sitting on it.

"That day, I was in a hurry to go to Golden Bridge to find you, so I didn't have a proper conversation with Patrick. He escaped the Miller Family for my sake, but I didn't even send him a message afterwards." Alice said as she stared at the cup. Her voice was filled with guilt.

At that time, she thought that what she had done was right, she should have let Patrick calm down, so that he could start again.

But she had not expected something like this to happen.

William sat at the side with a calm expression. It was hard to tell if he was happy or not.

He was displeased to hear her talk about Patrick, but when he heard her say that she did not care about the cut Patrick anymore, in

order to find him, he was shocked once again.

No matter what, in her heart, he was still above Patrick.

"In fact, Patrick had been having a hard time. He was blind, and at that time, medicine was not yet well-established, so he could not be operated on. "He did not have a high position in the Miller Family. When he first came to my house, he was quiet and did not call for water when he was thirsty. He just sat there and was very stubborn," Alice said as he stared at the water in the cup.

Thinking about it now, although Patrick was such a stubborn person, he still respected her. No matter what she did, he would agree to it.

"Hey!" You look at the water I poured and think about that man? " William said in displeasure.