My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 352

"I will never blame you. It's just a small wound, don't take it to heart."

Patrick said softly, looking at her without a single bit of blame. Then, he walked forward step by step, his figure a little crooked.

Alice stood there, completely immersed in an inexhaustible pain.

She followed behind Patrick and left, wanting to see his injuries. Like a walking corpse, she moved forward, crashing into a cabinet at the side.

It's a TV vibrator.

Unconsciously, she reached out her hand and pressed it down.

The sound of a television immediately came out in the room. Alice took a glance and stood there in a daze.

It was a news program.

The gigantic screen released William's picture.

It was a familiar face, still handsome and well -dressed.She could still feel his strong aura, his distinct facial features, and his eyes .especially dark and deep staring straight ahead, as if looking straight into the depths of your eyes.

Alice's heart skipped a beat.

It was clearly a familiar face, but now it seemed so far away, so far away that she couldn't even touch it.

Thinking about it now, she hadn't seen William for half a year.

In the news, there was also a picture of William and Mona, the two people in the photo like a perfect match. Mona was so beautiful that she was dazzling,and her temperament was extremely noble, and her blue lace dress made her figure look very beautiful.

She couldn't quite understand the Italian .

She only understood that this photo was of the Cullen family and the Lancaster family publishing themselves to the public. This proved that the two of them were engaged .

Alice looked at the photo, suddenly she felt extremely stuffy, and she could not even breathe.There was something stuck in her throat.

She held onto the vibrator tightly with one hand.

She was imprisoned for half a year, had two children, and was robbed of one.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at her.

He was even happily engaged .

Her pain and her despair in the tower, he ignored.

He would always be high above her, and she, on the other hand, would never be able to resist. She would always be lowly like mud.

Patrick stopped in his tracks, and his gaze fell on her hand. He pressed his hand on the wound on his waist, and reached out to press on her shoulder.

"Puff

Alice suddenly bent down, lowered her head, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the ground.

"Alice!"

Patrick looked at her in shock. He grabbed her arm and lifted her face with one hand.

Her face was as white as a sheet of paper, except for the blood on her lips.

"Are you okay?" Patrick looked at her worriedly.

"Why must Cullen family be so excessive? Why is William so excessive? "

Alice's eyes were filled with despair and numbness, as she said word by word, "I was imprisoned for half a year, in pain for half a year,and the child was even stolen, yet their Cullen family announced to the entire world that they are going to start their engagement ceremony soon!"

As he finished speaking, Alice shouted out loud almost hysterically. Every word was filled with hatred,and her pure white teeth stained with fresh red blood.

Patrick stared at her, and his heart filled with pain. He extended his hand and pulled her into his embrace, "It's okay,and all of this will be over."

He lowered his body slightly. When Alice leaned against his shoulder, there was also numbness in her eyes. "How can they be so ruthless, so ruthless? Is the gift they gave to my son to celebrate the birth of his father married another woman?"

The way the Cullen family did things.

So cruel.

"I'm fine." Patrick embraced her, gently patting her back, "Don't hurt your spirit because of these people, it's not worth it."

Alice looked in front of him and said numbly, "Patrick, did you know that at the beginning, I had extravagantly hoped that William would suddenly descend like a savior? I had obviously already been abandoned, but at that time, I was still hoping that he would come and save me."

She was so stupid that she had such hopes.

But at that time, he had only been with Mona.

There was once a woman called Alice. He had long forgotten about her.

"I am truly laughable. I am too laughable. From the beginning to the end, I am just a joke."

Both of Alice's hands hung by her side, her lips twitching, as she said word by word, 'Tm in pain . I'm in pain."

It was as if something was cutting at her body, slicing at her body with blade after blade.

It cut all over her body.

She looked at her bruised body, but could do nothing.

Hearing this, Patrick hugged her even more tightly, "It's okay, it's all over now. Alice, no one can hurt you anymore.

"Believe me, no one will ever hurt you again." "I feel terrible. I really feel terrible."

"I feel terrible."

Alice carried her packing case and walked out, the high heels making a noise on the ground.

A lot of people were staring at her.

"Look at those high - heeled shoes. They're the latest models from Paris. They cost over a hundred thousand dollars."

"Why does this woman look familiar to me? A celebrity? "

"She wear those kinds of watches.That's a limited edition one. I've seen the news on the internet. A watch that costs several million, could it be a fake?"

A group of people sat there and discussed animatedly.

Alice carried the coffee and walked out. She took the escalator down, and looked at the people around her calmly.

Here ,she left for a long time.

She's back.

Alice said silently in her heart.

This time, Alice decided to return after receiving an invitation from Anna.

She walked through the crowd towards the French windows.

In front of the French windows, there were rows of seats filled with people. In the corner, there was a middle-aged woman dressed in a long outfit. She was in her forties or fifties, with long brown hair tied up in a bun.

She sat there in the warm sunlight, gently waving the baby carriage in her hand, lowering her head and smiling at the baby inside, a smile on her face, and said in stiff Chinese, "Little baby, call me grandma."

Alice walked towards her, her voice gentle, "Mother."

The middle aged woman raised her head and looked at Alice. When she saw her daughter, her smile became even wider, "You came back. I told you not to buy it, but you insisted on buying it yourself."

The middle-aged woman was Alice's mother. Beverly was an Italian born Chinese who grew up in Italy. Thus, she could only speak a few simple Chinese words.

Because her mother had lost York Brown, her son, she had lived in pain, and even felt slightly depressed.

When she regained her daughter, her mother's illness slowly recovered and became very sticky to her.

When she returned to the country, her mother insisted on following her. She was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, her daughter would disappear.

"I've just returned home, so I'm still not used to it. I want to get used to it." Alice smiled and said, she sat down beside her and took out coffee, passing it to her, "Why not sit in a coffee shop and drink it? but to sit in the hall.

"There's sunlight here."

Beverly smiled as she looked at Alice, both hands holding the cup then looked at the surroundings, "And look, it's been a long time since I've seen so many of my compatriots. I only fled to the country when I was in danger back then, and gave birth to the two of you.

Time flies.

Speaking to this, Alice could not help but ask, "What happened to Brown Family back then that caused you to leave?"