My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 451

Her feelings of apology to Patrick was enough to influence her judgement.

Seeing Alice's expression waver a little, Beverly continued, "Patrick had told us that when he said that he would come to this position today, he would not hope that you could turn around. He only wanted Mary to accompany him by his side. If he can't get someone he loves, it's good to have someone who loves him."

Alice could no longer refute her. Patrick had suffered too many deep injuries because of her. After circling around in the air, he was back together with Mary.

For matters of the heart, regardless of whether that person was good or bad, only those who were willing would be willing to do so.

"Mother, on account of Patrick, I will be merciful to Mary." Alice made her decision, looked at Beverly, and said, "But, in the future, other than Patrick bringing her, she will come here alone to accompany you no matter what, don't believe it, and don't let her get onto the island, okay?"

"It seems that she must have hurt you deeply. You are so wary of her." Beverly said, then she nodded her head and caressed her face, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

"Yes."

Alice nodded.

After sprinkling the water, she turned around and left. When she returned to the front of the house, Alice heard William's laughter.

It was a very cold laugh.

Alice did not enter the door, and walked in the direction of the voice.

The sunset glow dyed the entire island in red. Everything was covered by a layer of red light like the leaves of a maple. It had a special artistic conception and was as beautiful as the fairyland in the legends.

Alice walked over and saw an unbelievable scene. William was sitting on a chair with an elegant and noble posture, while Mary was kneeling in front of him. Her hair was still stained with coffee, and her face was pale white.

Her legs were kneeling down, and below her laid a row of long thorny plants, the plants were cut open like the leaves of a cactus, they were laid out like this under Mary's legs, and as long as Mary could not hold on, she would kneel down on top of the thorns.

Mary was kneeling just like that, cold sweat trickling down her face.

"What are you doing, William?"

Alice walked over in shock and said.

"You're finally back." When William saw her, he immediately reached out and pulled her into his embrace. He buried his face into her neck and breathed in deeply, letting out a sigh of satisfaction, "If you still don't come back, I'll be so bored to death."

Bored, so he tormented Mary?

"Stop playing around. My mother will be right over. Let her up." Alice said.

"Just let her get up like that?" William frowned in dissatisfaction, he lowered his eyes and looked at Mary who was kneeling on the ground, his voice instantly becoming cold, "I remember I instructed you to live in that small country your entire life, how dare you come out like that?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cullen." Mary trembled as she apologized.

Alice sat on William's lap, and looked at him.

Mary had really changed a lot, if she wasn't pretending.

"Patrick must have saved you." William sneered, "Do you think you can stand up?"

"If sister doesn't forgive me, I won't be able to get up."

Mary said in a trembling voice.

"Very good, very sensible." William said coldly, "Do you know how I originally wanted to handle you? I was originally planning to use a few homeless people to serve you well."

Mary could not help but tremble as tears streamed down her face.

"I said you were a bitch."

William said in a teasing tone.

Hearing this, Mary propped herself up on the ground, and raised her hand to slap herself on the face, "I am a bitch, I deserve it, I am a prostitute."

As she spoke, she struck herself in the face. Obviously, she had been taught by William, so she did not hold back at all.

Alice looked at her in shock and stood up from William's legs. Just as she was about to speak, a cold voice came over, "Are you done playing around?"

Hearing the voice, Alice and William turned their heads at the same time.

On the stone path, Patrick stood under a tree. He was dressed in a red suit with the setting sun, his figure was long and slender, with short brown hair. His usually gentle face was currently as cold as snow, staring coldly at them.

Seeing Patrick, a cold intent flashed past William's eyes as he looked at him coldly.

" Patrick."

Alice whispered his name.

Patrick looked at her coldly, then walked over with large strides and picked Mary up from the ground. She trembled uncontrollably in his arms, like a frightened little deer, and her face was filled with fear.

William sat there and sneered, his gaze full of disdain as he looked at him, "Young Master Miller can even take a fancy to this kind of bitch? Oh, I forgot, you were married to a bitch before. "One is a stray dog, the other is bitch, a perfect match."

His words were poisoned.

The bitterness seeped into Patrick bones.

Patrick's face was extremely ugly.

Alice extended her hand out from her back and gestured towards William, indicating that he should stop saying.

William snorted coldly. He did not see it, but still looked at Patrick with ridicule. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Alice interrupted him, "Didn't you say that you were busy, why are you here?"

Hearing that, William's gaze turned extremely cold, and in the next second, William walked towards Patrick with a gloomy face, pulling Patrick up from the ground, his slender fingers forcefully patting him a few times: "Young Master Miller, walk carefully, or you will die!"

Beverly and the two female attendants walked over and saw the scene of William dusting Patrick.

Of course, the expressions on the faces of these four youngsters were worth pondering.

"What's going on with all of you?"

Beverly asked curiously.

"Nothing, Aunt, the moment Young Master Miller came, he couldn't help but hug his lover, and then fell." William said coldly, and then stood to the side.

Patrick looked at William gloomily, but did not expose him.

It was just a fight to the death.

Beverly looked at them suspiciously. Seeing the miserable and pitiful looking Mary, she more or less knew that the truth was not as William had said, but she did not pursue the matter further. She only smiled and said to Alice: "Alice, dinner is almost ready.

"Alright."

Alice followed her.

She followed beside Beverly, and Beverly said softly, "For the sake of Patrick, don't cause too much trouble."

"I see, Mother."

Alice nodded.

Dinner was served in the courtyard, in the soft evening light, in a fresh and elegant environment, with long tables in the courtyard and delicious dishes placed one by one on the table.

Alice laid the tableware, and walked over, leaning on her, "Why are you still not chasing those two away? Keep them for dinner? "

"Endure it in front of my mother." Alice placed the tableware on the table and said softly, "Anyway, we will be leaving tonight."

"What do we do if we can't endure it?"

William asked.

"Do you think that this is for me? Endure it, and restrain your temper?" Alice raised her eyes to look at him, and said with a gentle voice, "Also, to Mary, you don't have to do that, I know you're holding injustice for me, but seeing her current appearance, it's as if she has changed a lot. So, let's forget it."

"Forget it?" At that time, she wanted someone to force you. Once won't do, then twice, then thrice!"

William gritted his teeth at the thought of these despicable methods, wishing that he could immediately strangle Mary to death.

"She doesn't have that ability anymore." Alice said, "If she really caused Patrick to calm down, that would be a good thing, right?"