My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 463

"I've been crazy for a long time!"

William shouted as he tightly gripped Elizabeth's arm with his fingers. The hatred in his eyes was not something that a son should have towards his mother, "Elizabeth, let me tell you this, Alice is my flesh, my bones. Try to move again with father!"

"What will happen to you?"

Elizabeth asked, her arm was almost broken.

William stared at her maliciously, with a burning madness in his eyes. His thin lip moved, and said word by word, "Killing my parents, do you believe me?"

Elizabeth looked at him in shock, a chill that she had never felt before coming from the bottom of her feet.

Only now did she truly believe Alice's words.

Beverly stood there and listened, and upon hearing what he said, she became even more dazed.

William's every word was extremely shocking.

He actually said the words' murdering my father and murdering my motherThis man is not lightly sickened; he's too terrifying. He's basically a devil.

Alice sat there and stared blankly at William. Her eyes were extremely red, and William's appearance caused her to feel cold.

Although William didn't say anything, she knew that deep in his heart, William still wanted to make up with Elizabeth.

Destroyed completely.

Elizabeth stood in front of William and did not say anything for a long time. She stared blankly at William, "You're not my son."

Her son was not like that.

William had a paranoid personality disorder, but it was not like this in the past. He would remember his parents' preferences, and act indifferently on the surface, but he would definitely prepare something she liked, tea, and food.

Such a cold —faced and warm-hearted son actually said such words.

Elizabeth's heart was completely cold.

"Let's go!" "Scram!"

William flung her off. There was not a single trace of emotion in his eyes, only hysterical anger.

Elizabeth was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground. Daniel came in quickly from the outside and supported Elizabeth, letting out a long sigh and said, "Let's go, Madam. I'll send you back."

"You are not my son, you are not my son, you are not my son."

A noble wife was supported out by Daniel like this. She had lost all her arrogance and temperament and her steps were unstable as she kept mumbling to herself.

The back of the figure was filled with endless grief.

William stood in the middle,and the suit he wearing was a bit messy, and his face under his short hair was extremely gloomy.

Alice looked at him with eyes full of pain.

Seeing that he was looking at her, Beverly's heart inexplicably tensed up. She fell onto the sofa, her eyes filled with fear.

"Mother, I want to talk to William."

Alice whispered as she looked at William's face.

"No, I'll stay with you." Beverly reached out and grabbed Alice's hand tightly. Alice's hand was ice - cold as she looked at William with vigilance.

William stood there, facing Beverly he unable to get angry. Other than suppressing, his handsome face was slightly twisted, and his black eyes stared at the two of them.

Alice looked at William, and her words were directed at him, "Mother, you should go and rest first."

"No."

Beverly had always been weak, but to her children, it was more important than her life.

"Mother, didn't you hear it?" Alice stared at William's pitch-black pupils, 'Tm his flesh, I'm his bones. Have you ever seen anyone disembowel himself?"

Hearing this, Beverly couldn't retort, and raised her eyes to look at William, then looked at her daughter. She couldn't help but frown, then stood up from the sofa and said, "Then, I'll go check if Kathy has slept yet, you guys can continue chatting."

In the end, Beverly still released Alice and stood up to leave.

In the huge hall, only William and Alice were left.

William walked towards Alice step by step and sat beside her, with no expression on his face.

Alice stared at him, and slowly raised her hand to caress his face, caressing his cold skin, her voice hoarse, and she spoke while pretending to be relaxed: "It's fine, William."

William stared at her, his hand on his leg.

His eyes were on her face.

"Are you afraid?"

William asked, his voice low.

"No, actually, it's not as exaggerated as you say. I didn't go to beg Madam,and I just asked them to stop hurting you." Alice wanted to squeeze out a smile, but after this day, she was unable to even squeeze out a smile.

William stared at her, "I'm saying, when I used my blade to slash at that person, were you afraid?"

Alice stared at him blankly, speechless for a moment.

"Do you think I'm just a hopeless psychopath, like them?" William asked.

Afterwards, he found out that it was only a student who was studying in medicine. He followed his father to attend the birthday banquet, wanting to treat Alice's injuries.

In fact, he didn't really care whether he had hurt someone or not, but the expressions of the people around him made him realize that he was abnormal.

They looked at her as if they were looking at a beast.

Just like those rare and precious beasts that Daniel brought back, they were afraid that they would suddenly pounce and bite.

'Tm afraid, but I'm not afraid of that, you know."

Alice said honestly.

"Really?"

"Really."

"But everyone told me with the same look."

"Today is my 29th birthday." William was carried by her, and his voice low, "When every guest leaves, they look at me with more fear than respect. My mother would say that I am not her son, and she would look at me as if I was a poisonous snake or a ferocious beast."

Alice listened to his words, and it hurt her heart.

It was the worst birthday.

"Alice, do you especially wish for me to treat illnesses?" William lowered his eyes and stared at her hand. His black pupils were bottomless, like a pool of deep water.

Hearing this, Alice stood up in front of him, lowered her eyes and looked at him, then nodded: "Yes, I hope for a good doctor to cure your disease, so that you can lead a normal life."

"Let methink."

William said.

He actually didn't refuse her at all.

Alice looked at him in surprise. Maybe today was not the worst day, but it was an opportunity for William to face his illness head on.

"Alright, I won't force you. Think about it slowly."

Alice said as she lowered her head and gently kissed him on the forehead, "Come, let's go up. You're tired today, you can take a bath and go to sleep."

William nodded, he stood up and pulled her away.

His ten fingers were tightly entwined.

Alice's foot on the ground still throbbed with pain, and she tried her best to endure it.

William suddenly stopped in his tracks, his black eyes staring at her skirt. He suddenly picked her up and carried her towards the door.

'Tm fine, William. It's been a long time since it's painful, and I just have some broken skin."

Alice said.

William held her, lowered his eyes and stared at her face, and asked in a probing tone, "Did he really kick himself?"

"Yes, it was kicked." Alice replied.

"I'll bandage it for you."

William said.

Hearing that, Alice remembered his bandaging skills, and finally revealed a smile that was not forced: "That bandage level is not easy to bring out, right?"

He would wrap her feet like a steamed bun and perhaps cause the blood to stop flowing.