My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 563

"Oh."

William's lip became especially dry. This woman should not continue talking endlessly, he could not tolerate it.

Damn it.

He had to restrain himself.

Alice held his neck, tiptoeing, "Then do you have any way to stabilize the situation here?"

"Oh."

"Then in the future, won't you deal with Patrick anymore?"

Alice suddenly felt that this William had regained a little bit of cuteness, he could only foolishly answer her.

However, she had thought it through now. It didn't matter if he was cute or cold, she would completely accept it and would no longer cause trouble.

"Oh." William stared at her lips and replied again. Suddenly, he reacted and his gaze immediately became clear as he stared at her coldly. Just as he was about to reprimand her, Alice had already jumped into his embrace happily.

"I knew it. You still care about me. I'm not thinking too much about it."

When Alice saw William, she was filled with joy.

Fortunately, she was not like Mary and Patrick. She still had the chance to regret, not everyone had a chance to do so, right?

He turned to look at Daniel. Daniel immediately nodded, Daniel went over to mediate and those bald people all hung their heads in dejection, then looked at William, "Mr. William, this..."

"Do you have any objections?"

William spoke coldly as he glanced over.

"No, no, then we'll take our leave first." The bald man nodded respectfully at William, then turned and glared at Patrick, "Lucky you! But it doesn't matter, you're just a homeless dog now!"

After saying that, the baldy and his men got into the car and left.

She thought that William had come to help, but in the end, it was to protect Patrick.

Alice stood beside William and reached out to hug his arm. Watching those men leave, she let out a sigh of relief.

As long as William was here, any trouble could be solved.

After four years, she had almost forgotten this.

Alice looked at William, and William lowered his eyes to stare at her. "What exactly happened between you and Patrick? If you forget the death of your parents, I will kill you in this river."

Alice looked at him in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" William said coldly.

It was obvious that she did not care what William looked like anymore, but the way he spoke made her feel like she could see traces of William from the past.

She must have been possessed.

"Nothing." Alice looked at him and said, "I'll tell you later."

Alice said as she turned to look at Patrick who was standing not far away. He stood there with his eyes half closed, his hands were full of wounds, he was extremely quiet, as though he did not exist.

"..."

William looked over with a cold gaze, his eyes slightly narrowed as a hint of anger flashed across his eyes.

Returning to the small villa, Patrick sat on the chair at the door while Daniel was dealing with his wounds. His face was ashen, as if he had died.

"That's the whole thing." Alice stood beside the railing by the river bank and told William everything that had happened in Italy in the past two days.

"Mary is dead?"

William asked.

"Yes." Alice nodded her head, when mentioning Mary, her eyes were a little sore, "It happened so suddenly. When she was still alive, I did not want to show her my good face, but when she was shot, I suddenly felt that all past things was nothing."

William stared at her indifferently, "Then what about you and Patrick? "

When Patrick was mentioned, her expression turned sad.

How could she explain her feelings for Patrick? It was too complicated, so complicated that she didn't want to think about it.

"Four years ago, I stabbed him with a knife. The grievances have already been written off." Alice looked up at William, her eyes reddened, and reached out to grab his hand. "So forget it."

She had pestered Patrick for six years, she felt guilty, she wanted to spend a lifetime with him, and also wanted to kill him.

But in the end, none of them got what they really wanted.

"He didn't die even after being stabbed?" William looked at her coldly and sneered, "His is really lucky."

Alice lowered her eyes.

"Tell me your decision."

William stared at her coldly.

"Mary was dead, I hope to find her body and bury her. As for Patrick, I want you to find someone from Miller Family and have him return to Miller Family, so that he will be taken care of. " Alice said, this was her idea, the current Patrick had no one to take care of him.

"You are quite considerate towards him." William shot a glance at her and spoke with a cold voice, "Then did you kiss me just now to save him? Afraid that I'll let those people kill him?" "Huh?" Alice turned and looked at him, and pulled his sleeves, "How is that possible? I kissed you because I missed you too much."

Ever since she came to Italy, she realized that she would think of William any time.

William looked at her in dissatisfaction. What did she treat him as, a servant?

"Let's go."

Alice forcefully dragged him away, William broke free from her grasp: "No need, I want to stay and chat with him for a while."

His face was dark.

Just a moment ago, he was seduced by her kiss, but this did not mean that he really wanted to let Patrick off easily.

He will chat with Patrick?

When she thought about that scene, Alice couldn't help but shiver. William wouldn't be as irritable as he was in the past, but it seemed that he had always held grudges towards Patrick.

Thinking about this, Alice pulled William with her and hugged his arms tightly.

After walking a distance, they arrived at the bridge and William shook off Alice's hand fiercely, "What are you afraid of? I am no longer the same person as before, I will not kill him. Why are you protecting him like this? "Then what do you want to talk to him about?" Alice asked seriously.

"Conversation between men."

"Try me."

"If I were him, I'd rather die." William spoke coldly.

"..."

Hearing his words, Alice helplessly spread her hands and looked at him, "Now do you know why I pulled you away? You tone sounded sharper than a knife."

Patrick now had nothing left, even Mary was not by his side. If William were to say these words to him, would he really rather die?

"At least I didn't do it myself." William said coldly.

"Is there a difference?"

Alice asked.

William turned around and went back. Alice reached out her hands to grab his sleeves. "William."

Under the bridge, the water flowed unceasingly.

William lowered his head, and coldly stared at her hand, and said with a cold face: "Let go."

He was determined to mock Patrick, why did he have to let a scum like him roam free?

Alice met his cold gaze and said word by word, "William, I know you do it for me, you want to help me take back Brown Family's property."

The reason why he instigated the chaos here was that Patrick would have no choice but to hand over those property.