My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 826

- Unrecoverable happiness

Alice bit her lips.

"Don't bite your lips!"

William frowned, no wonder how he would feel?

Alice was already extremely anxious and her mind was in a mess. She did not know what she should do right now, nor did she know how to dissolve the hatred Holy had towards her.

Before she could move, Kathy had already rushed in front of Holy and grabbed his arm, "Are you really going home?"

"Yes."

Holy stared at the ground.

Charles sensed something and could not help but look towards William, waiting for his attitude. William's face was cold, his slender fingers tightly locking onto Alice's hand.

"Then, then..." Kathy looked at Holy hesitantly, then at Alice and the others, and finally said, "Then I'll go with you."

"You're coming with me?"

Holy was a little surprised with Kathy's performance.

"Yes." Kathy said as she put down Holy's hand. She hurriedly ran in front of Alice and threw herself into her gentle embrace, then said softly, "Mom, don't be sad. Holy and I will go back first. I'll educate him for you, okay?"

Her grown - up voice made Alice feel a little gratified. She looked at her own daughter and nodded, "Alright."

Kathy and Holy had almost never been separated before. Since he was not that happy, it would be better if his sister be with him.

"Mmm, be a good mom for me."

Kathy stood on her tiptoes and kissed Alice on the cheek, making it a farewell. She then looked at William's cold and gloomy face, which stiffened for a few seconds before silently choosing to turn around.

William's face turned ugly.

"Butler Charles, let's go."

Kathy walked over and pulled Holy's hand as they walked out.

The two children had fled to their homes to follow them. Now, because of estrangement, they had chosen to return home.

Alice lowered her head, feeling both frustration and sadness surging. The moment Holy and Kathy walked out of her house, she said, "William, let's go together."

She really didn't need this honeymoon.

She was no longer in the mood for sightseeing.

"No."

William interrupted her words coldly.

"Why?"

Alice looked at him in puzzlement. The children had left, then how could they still be happy if they left in such a way?

Moreover, she was also worried about Holy.

"I still have some matters to resolve." William said coldly. His eyes showed overbearing, "I choose to stay, and you are not allowed to leave."

Must stay with him.

"What else is there?"

Alice did not understand what was more important now than Holy.

"You haven't been able to solve your problem for one or two days. Didn't you

notice that he's about to target even the Kathy?" William said coldly.

"That's why I wanted to go back with them."

Alice said.

Holy was now no different from an idiot. Previously, he would not have allowed Kathy to cry.

"My problem has not been resolved. I will bring you back when it is resolved. I permit you to see them off. " This was already the greatest extent of what William could endure.

Alice didn't have much time to consider William's gaze, because it would be difficult for her to win in a dispute with William.

"I know."

Alice said indifferently. She stood up and returned to her room to prepare her things.

On the dock, the cherry trees stood in rows, petals falling to the ground. Several yachts were parked at the edge of the dock, and the bodyguards stood on either side, waiting for orders.

Charles followed Holy and Kathy and slowly walked towards the boat.

The wind blew past, and a pink petal landed on Holy's shoulder. It was quickly blown away by the wind, as if it never have stopped.

"I haven't fun yet." Kathy muttered softly, and looked at Holy's expression.

"If you don't want to leave, then go back."

Holy said expressionlessly, as if he was many years older than his little sister.

"I want to go with you." Kathy immediately shook her head, "We have never separated, so I do not want to separate."

Holy glanced at his sister, his gaze growing darker.

They've separated.

They separated when they still didn't have a memory. He was at Cullen Family, and she was at Alice's side.

"Holy."

A gentle voice sounded from behind them, carrying a trace of caution.

"When sleeping with the Kathy, Holy would always think of covering her with a blanket at night. It's not good for him. Holy also needed to rest." Alice said.

No one had clearly forced Holy to do anything, but Holy took responsibility ever since he was a child. Sometimes, Alice would even suspect that a child was also under pressure.

"Is that so?" Charles was shocked, "I actually didn't even know."

'I don't know either.'

Kathy said loudly.

Holy' s small hands unconsciously clenching into fists. He lowered his head as a hint of surprise flashed past his eyes.

How did she know he would wake up at night?

She only cared about him a little, just a little.

"Then, young mistress. We're leaving."

Charles said to Alice.

"Alright." Alice nodded. She looked at Holy with hope in her eyes, "Holy, can you hug me for a bit?"

After she said this, the surroundings became silent.

Everyone looked at them.

Holy stood in front of Alice. His black eyes stared at her clean fingertips, blinked twice, and finally turned around and left expressionlessly.

There was no sound at all.

Charles frowned, and followed Holy, leaving the group of people behind.

Only Alice stood there, looking at their figures moving further and further away.

The wind stung her eyes.

She closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes were wet.

She stood at the edge of the dock for a long time, until her hair and shoulders were covered with cherry blossoms, until William impatiently urged her to go back.

Alice didn't know how she got back to the villa. She stood outside and looked at the white villa.

There were two children in every corner.

On the first night they arrived, the two children stood in front of them with ash — faces and dust, but acted how much they missed their parents.

After that, every time William dressed them up, they would get dressed wrongly. Kathy hopped around the courtyard randomly, but Holy was as calm and composed as an old teacher, sitting there quietly and meditating.

In every corner, there were memories.

Thinking about that, Alice could not hold back her laughter. She raised her hand and touched the windmill on the fence. When she touched it, she saw a beautiful little boy standing in front of her, feigning calmness," I also think that this windmill is very beautiful."