My Lord, My Billionaire Master

"No Larrys?"

Alice was startled.noveldrama

Where did the spray can that was placed on the broken wall come from?

"Yeah." When the boss saw the paint on her skirt, he thought she was a fanatic and would buy none of other brands, so he said, "I heard that there's a factory out there that produces a small amount of Larry, but it's too far from our side. Besides, if it wasn't the kind of fever, who would specifically buy Larry?"

Only those far away from the wilderness would have a Larry, and only those who like it would buy it. How could that person bear to leave it in the wilderness?

If it were her, she definitely wouldn't be willing to throw it away.

Alice stood in the small shop, when suddenly some memories came crashing into her mind

"Patrick, when you recover your sight, you have to look at the wall I drew, I drew a lot of you.."

"The painting drawn by the Alice must be very beautiful." "Of course. Let me tell you, I used the spray paint of a Larry. Only this character is the best."

The spray paint.

Could it be that the spray paint brought by Patrick?

"Are you done buying?" William walked in from the outside, his tall and big body was blocked by the small shop door, his forehead directly hitting the door.

He immediately cursed as he covered his forehead and retreated.

Damn door.

Alice came back to her senses after hearing William's voice and immediately replied, "I'm not buying anymore, there aren't Larry here. Let's go eat first."

Saying that, she walked towards William, shaking off the absurd idea in her head. It was definitely not Patrick.

He had forgotten about her, so how could he still remember the paint?

"Damn it!" William rubbed his forehead as he walked, he glared at her and said, "Look at you, it's all because you wanted to buy a lacquer jar that I got smashed." He was too tall to walk without looking at the door, so how could he blame her? After thinking about it, Alice still pulled his hand down and said, "Let me see if it's serious."

After all the things he had done for her today, she could not possibly not recognize him at all.

Hearing that, William immediately dropped his hand, lowered his body and leaned towards her, the thin lip was almost touching her face, Alice looked at him who was suddenly approaching and reflexively dodged to the side.

William stared at her in dissatisfaction, "What are you hiding for?"

"Don't move, I couldn't check with your head." Alice found an excuse to speak. William lowered his body and stood in front of her, no longer daring to move. Alice stood in front of him, her forehead had an additional red mark, preventing him from having a face full of handsome strength.

William stared at her beautiful glass-like eyes and asked, "How is it?" "It's not bad, it's just that there's a mark that doesn't break the skin."

Alice said.

"Blow it for me." William said.

"Huh?" Alice was stunned, staring at him blankly, what was he saying?

"Are you a woman or not? When you see your man hurt, you don't care at all!" William stared at her in dissatisfaction, his expression darkening once again.

"It didn't break, just a little mark." He wasn't really injured, so how could she care? Is he a child?

"Are you blowing or not?" William stared at her, his tone overbearing, insisting on

it.

They stood in the quiet streets of the small town. Occasionally, a passerby immediately pay attention to them. A few girls would stand on the opposite side of the street and stare at them curiously.

Alice helplessly looked at the fierceness in William's eyes. After hesitating for a long while, she saw that the people around were increasing in number, so she could only extend her hands to support his face. She leaned towards him, pouted her lips and blew on his forehead twice, "Is it okay now?"

"This won't do, let's continue blowing for a bit more!"

William ordered.

Alice could only continue to blow the red mark on his forehead.

After a long while, Alice's mouth was aching from the blowing. The surrounding people were getting more and more numerous, she no longer had the face to stop there, "Is it done yet?"

How long would it take for him to be satisfied?

"Alright." William only let her go after he blew comfortably, and got on the car with her in his arms.

William sat on the car with satisfaction, his lips curved in a deep smile, looking extremely pleased with himself.

"Close the roof." Alice covered her face with her hands. She was so embarrassed, she really didn't understand what was so happy about him.

"I will allow others to watch us."

William was in a good mood as he started the car and drove forward.

The VJ's voice came from the radio in the car, "Have you learned the ten sweetest moves among lovers, especially the wounds caused by the blow? This is a fatal move to hit a large number of girls!"

Blowing wounds?

Alice was stunned.

The VJ paused for a moment, then continued, "But I can't switch them over. If the boy is injured, he'll just coquettishly call for his girlfriend to help blow on his wound, that would be too sissy. It probably causing the girl to directly lose her appetite, so much so that she won't be able to eat anymore!"

Alice was stunned as she heard the voice coming from the radio. Could it be that when William didn't follow her into the shop to buy spray can, he was listening to the radio?

Listen to what lovers do ten sweet little things?

Then, he learnt a move to blow away the wound, but he didn't hear the whole thing. Obviously, he didn't know that these moves were meant for girls.

She was saying why did William suddenly want her to blow on her forehead like that?

"Slash."

Thinking about how William tried to make her blow his forehead with all her might, Alice could not help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing for! You are not allowed to laugh!"

Only then did William realize that he had made

a mistake. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He switch off the radio.

"Oh, I won't laugh."

Although Alice did not smile, she could not hold it in any longer. She could only cover her mouth with her hands, as her body was trembling uncontrollably. "Alice!" William roared, his expression extremely unsightly, "Try laughing once more!"

Did this woman take him for a joke?

Alice forced herself to endure it and coughed lightly. After a while, she could not help but ask, "William, can I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"You have so many women. Have you never really been in relationship with anyone?" He actually thought of learning some sweet moves on the radio.

He was not sixteen or seventeen years old, but played with such low standards. William's face darkened, "Nonsense, you're the first person I want to date!" He didn't have that much time to be in a relationship.

He admitted it immediately. Alice just stood there, stunned. She couldn't smile anymore.

She sat quietly, her heart suddenly heavy.

He actually admitted that she was the first person he wanted to fall in love with, without any intention of hiding anything.

William was too direct with her.

William parked his car in front of a relatively high class hotel, and got off the car with a darkened face. Alice said, "I'm going to the restroom, you go to the

restaurant first."

"Fine.Hurry up!"

William glared at her.

Alice walked into the hotel's restroom, stood in front of the washbasin and splashed a handful of water on his face. Took a deep breath, she raised her face

to look at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror, her face was full of worry.

She didn't feel anything that her adoptive parents had cut off their relationship with

her. On the contrary, it was William who gave her a headache.

He showed her an undisguised feeling, one that was aggressive and paranoid. It

had to be obtained, but she couldn't respond to him at all...

What should she do?

William was determined to take her, even the pill was lost to her.

Alice rubbed her flat stomach. She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if

she really had a BABY in her body. Was she really going to give birth to an illegitimate child?

She wanted him to take the initiative to dislike her, but from the looks of it, that was impossible.

Not only did he not despise her, he even did some sweet tricks. She could not let

him take the initiative to chase her away, so she only had one way - escape.

But he was William, where could she escape to?

"Bam."

The door to the rest room was pushed open, and a young woman with long hair

that fell to her waist walked out.

Alice turned her head and the two of them faced each other.

"Rosanna?" Alice looked at her in shock.

"Alice?" Rosanna was also shocked, a strange expression flashed across her

face, but she quickly recovered. She asked with a smile, "What are you doing

here?"

Alice stood up straight in front of the washbasin, shook the water off his hands, took off a tissue and wiped his hands, then said indifferently, "I just happened to pass by, come over here to eat something. What about you?"

"Me too, I just happened to pass by." Rosanna laughed, then bent down to wash her hands.

Alice nodded and was about to leave, but Rosanna turned to look at her, and said guiltily, "Oh yeah, Alice, I'm really sorry about last time on the cruise, I was unable

to help you."

Baja cruise.

Three years ago.

There was no point in talking about it now.

Alice smiled bitterly, "It's nothing, you're just speaking the truth. Three years ago,

in that hour, I was indeed alone in the bathroom, and no one saw me."

What could she blame Rosanna for?

"I see that the Mr.Cullen is very good to you, you must be very favored by his

side." Rosanna smiled and said, his eyes shining, "Isn't this good?"

Is that good?

"Maybe."

Alice shrugged her shoulders, her tone slightly bitter as she pushed open the door

and left the washroom with Rosanna.

"From your tone, it seems that you do not like staying by Mr. Cullen's side." Rosanna walked beside her and asked in concern, "Is it because of what happened three years ago that Mr. Cullen came to find you? I heard a little bit, did

you really drug Mr. Cullen?"

Drugged.

They mentioned it again.

Thinking about this, Alice had a headache.

She lowered her eyes and let go of her ponytail. After a moment of silence, she

said, "I didn't do it."

"Then how?"

"I don't know what exactly happened three years ago either. Anyway, I became

the scapegoat and stayed by William's side."

She couldn't even escape.

She really didn't know what to do next.

"Is that so? Which is to say, Mr. Cullen wants to find the person who drugged

three years ago? Get she back to be his lover?" Rosanna asked curiously, "Then why did he ruin your reputation three years ago then looking for you, and why leading you such a good life now?"