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My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 773

Summary for Chapter 773: My Lord, My Billionaire Master

Summary of Chapter 773 from My Lord, My Billionaire Master

Chapter 773 marks a crucial moment in Karen’s Romance novel, My Lord, My Billionaire Master. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

- Lambert's "Girlish Heart"

"Then what should we do?"

Alice looked at him with a headache. Were they really going to stay on the ferris wheel for the whole night? It was cold in the rain.

"Wait for me here, I'll go back and get the umbrella."

William looked at the rain outside and then took off his jacket and covered her with it. Without waiting for her to stop him, he rushed out into the rain.

"William!"

Alice looked at his back in astonishment. The heavy rain quickly washed his body, and he ran forward in the rain.

Not knowing why, but as if she was being pulled by something, in the next second, she lifted the jacket on her body and rushed into the rain, running straight after William.

Hearing footsteps, William turned his head and stared at her, roaring at her in anger, "Alice, are you fucking crazy? You're pregnant!"

She wanted to catch a cold?

Alice stuck out her tongue, "I forgot it, let's go quickly. I'll be fine."

"Why did you come out?"

Alice looked at William and said loudly, "I can see that you getting farther and farther away. I don't like this feeling!"

So she ran out.

"Woman!"

William glared at her fiercely. Rain washed over his face, but before he could say anything else, he reached out for her jacket and carried her towards the yacht. "Run!"

Alice laughed and ran forward. She suddenly thought about the scene in TV dramas.

But why did she feel so romantic after experiencing it once?

"William, this is so fun."

Alice followed him with a little excitement as she ran forward, laughing extremely happily.

"Fun? If you catch a cold, I'll beat you to death!"

She was usually well-behaved, but at this critical moment, that tiny bit of rebellious factor in her heart jumped out again.

William stared at her and roared, protecting her as she ran forward. Lowering his eyes, he saw that Alice was smiling happily under his jacket with her lips curled up, revealing her white teeth.

Damn, she's so beautiful!

Damn, he wanted to drink poison again to quench his thirst!

They continued to run back to the yacht. Alice was still smiling happily, she didn't mind how wet her shoes were. William immediately dragged her into the room. Ignoring the fact that she was drenched all over, he wiped her hair with a towel and said, "Hurry up and change your shoes and clothes!"

Shit!

The next time shouldn't make this "rainy romantic".

Alice took off the shoes. Looking at his cold and fierce face, Alice laughed brilliantly, "William, don't you think it's fun?"

"Your happiness is so easy to get!"

William coldly snorted as he wiped her face.

Just running in the rain makes her so happy.

"Yeah, it's that easy. Aren't you happy? "

Alice asked with a smile.

She was laughing very happily like a child. Her teeth were dazzling white, forcefully forcing the words "not happy" back into his mouth.

He covered her with the towel and stared at her. "I'm happy."

It was enough that she could smile so happily.

Alice smiled brilliantly again as she threw herself into his embrace, extended her hands and climbed onto his back while hugging him tightly.

William's body stiffened and he also reached out to embrace her.

He would do whatever she wanted.

His effort was not to put pressure on her, but to make her happier. Lambert was right, he used too much force before.

It's good to be like this now.

Returning from the rain, William fed her ginger water for two days in a row. Alice had no signs of a cold. Only then did William relax.

The sun was shining outside.

Alice stood at the door and basked in the sunlight for a while. Then, William's voice came from behind her, "Alice, come over and drink some ginger water!"

"What? I'm fine now."

Alice turned and look at William.

"Drink it one last time!"

William glared at her sternly.

Alice could only nod her head, "Alright, I'll drink one last time."

She walked over, and William stood in front of her. He blew gently on the ginger water in the bowl, then picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful for her to drink.

"Drink some more."

William continued to feed her.

David looked at her, "Alice, why do you look so anxious?"

"I am not." Alice pretended to be relaxed, "I just didn't expect that Dr.Lambert likes pink diamonds. Maybe he doesn't know how to reconcile with you."

"Maybe." David shrugged his shoulders, "When I think about how a grown man like pink diamonds, I just wanted to know how we became friends. Our interests seem to be so different."

He didn't like pink diamonds anyway.

"..."Alice was silent and asked, " Because you're leaving now?"

"I don't like his gifts, but that's not all of it. The main reason is that we've both been away from home for too long. I'll go back and accompany mother." David said as he looked at them, "Alice doesn't look like she has a mental illness right now, it's great, so I don't need to stay here."

Alice lowered her eyes.

David is leaving, then Lambert...

Well, it wasn't her turn to intervene in all of this. She could only be a spectator.

"When are you leaving?"

William asked.

"After tonight, I will return to Cullen Family tomorrow morning." David said. He had already made his decision.

"Bam."

A clear voice rang out.

The three turned around, only to see Lambert standing not far away, looking straight at David.

At his feet was a broken teapot.

"Dr. Lambert."

Alice looked at him in shock.

"Lambert, when did you arrive?"

David stood up from the chair and looked at Lambert with an embarrassed expression. How much of what he had complained about was heard by him?

Damn it.

Lambert stood there, and very quickly, his face turned coldness. He said with a cold voice, "You're leaving?"

"Oh."

With an "oh" sound, Lambert turned around and left expressionlessly. He stepped on the broken pieces of the teapot and walked up the stairs.

As Alice looked at Lambert's silhouette, she couldn't help but feel a little sad for him. She could understand what he was feeling at this moment.

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