Chapter 180

"Just say what you want and what you don't want. Do you hear me?" William said. Responding him was Alice's silence.

She had been sent by God to test his patience.

William pulled her hand and walked to a relatively quiet restaurant, and pulled Alice to sit at the dining table.

As the butler, Daniel personally carried the dishes up, so as to not let Alice see too many people.

"Young Master, Miss.Clyne, please."

The table was filled with dishes of delicious food.

Alice picked up her chopsticks and ate numbly, as if she was completing a mission.

William looked at the dishes and immediately, his appetite was off. He frowned, he had no appetite for dishes that were not made by Alice.

Suddenly, he reached out and pressed his hand to his stomach. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Young Master, did your stomach ache again?"

Daniel who was standing at the side immediately asked worriedly.

Alice sat at the side with her fingers holding onto her chopsticks, frozen for a second, so no one could see him.

William gritted his teeth as his stomach felt a wrenching pain. He turned his head to look at Alice, who was at the side, and a pondering look flashed past his black eyes.

In the next second, William picked up the chopsticks and started stuffing food into his mouth.

Daniel watched in shock.

Since Miss.Clyne left, he had not seen young master eating this much before.

"Alice, look carefully. For you, I am eating such a horrible meal!" William looked at Alice and said, his tone overbearing but his voice suppressed, "I am not full yet, so I do not have the strength to take care of you, my little ancestor!"

As Alice sat there, her eating posture once again stiffened.

William took note of all of this.

Did she react?

William's black eyes became increasingly deep as he suddenly reached out and snatched the rice bowl in front of her.

She used to hate him for stealing her food.

As expected, once he snatched it away, Alice subconsciously looked at him. Although there was still no expression on her face, it was already a considerable improvement compared to yesterday.

"Do you want it?" William held onto the bowl with her slender hands, raised the thin lip and stared straight at her.

"If you say something, I'll give it to you."

Alice stared at the bowl of rice without saying a word and did not snatch it.

"If you call my name, I'll give it to you." William treated her like a child that couldn't speak.

Alice did not listen to him. She suddenly stood up from the dining table, picked up a tissue to wipe her hands, and turned to leave.

William sat there, his hand holding onto a bowl.

How was this woman now? She usually didn't care about him, but now that she was provoked, she ignored him even more?

Was he invisible to her?

Daniel stood at the side silently, pretending to doing something else, not daring to look at William's face after being neglected.

"Follow her. She seems not dislike you either."

William did not get angry, but only spoke coldly. He then picked up the bowl and started to eat, swallowing the entire dish down to his throat. He only cared about eating until he was full, regardless of how it tasted like.

After he finished eating his fill, William stood up and took Alice's bowl from before. Seeing his own actions, William frowned.

He had really become her servant. He had never treated his parents like this before.

William turned around and left, searching for Alice's figure.

Outside the castle, he saw Alice's figure beside a large fountain. She sat on the side of the fountain and her two slender white legs were placed into the ice-cold water.

She was very thin.

It was as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

"Young Master."

Daniel was standing behind Alice. Seeing him, Daniel immediately lowered his head.

William walked over to her and sat down beside her, imitating her as he directly placed his legs into the clear and cold water, "Come, let's eat."

Alice lowered her head and looked at his legs.

He was wearing long pants. He didn't even roll them before he put his legs in the water. His pants were half wet.

"Come, little ancestor, let's eat. I remember that you enjoy eating eggs."

William picked up an egg and placed it near her mouth.

Alice lowered her head, looked at his wet pants leg, then opened her mouth and ate the egg, slowly chewing.

"How is it, is it good to eat? I fried all those cooks if you don't like it."

William said arrogantly.

Alice, on the other hand, was stuffy and refused to speak no matter what.

"Alice, whatever you want, as long as you can say it, I will do it for you. Don't make me feel like I'm living with a puppet." William said as he looked at her face. Once, a face that was filled with spirit when painting; once, an expression of indignation and anger towards him; once, a curve that made one's eyes curve when laughing at him Now it doesn't exist.

There was only no expression on her face now.

"I wonder if I should go back to that parking lot and look for you. I must have retrieved your body instead of your soul."

William soliloquized.

Alice was silent.

William continued to feed the food to her bit by bit, like an adult who was worrying about a child, reminding her, "Chew slowly, break into pieces and eat later."

Alice chewed on the food as she continued to eat.

Suddenly, the fountain changed its trajectory, and a flow of water swept towards them like a parabola. The water did not land on Alice's body, but on his head.

He was in an extremely sorry state.

William's face immediately turned black. His neat short hair was wet and droplets of water fell on his handsome face.

"Daniel!" William shouted unhappily, "Fried the one who designed the fountain!"

"Yes, young master."

Daniel lowered his head at the side.

"Shit!" William uttered a low curse as he lowered his eyes to look at Alice.

He saw Alice sitting beside him, with a pair eyes staring fixedly at him.

William seemed to have discovered a pleasant surprise as his black eyes stared deeply at her, "You like to see me like this?"

Alice looked at him and did not say a word.

William handed the bowl and chopsticks to Daniel and then without hesitation, jumped into the pool of the fountain.

The fountain was very deep, and as soon as he jumped into it, it created countless splashes.

Alice subconsciously raised her hands to cover her face, but the water still splashed on her face a lot.

When the water stopped splashing towards her, she put down her hand and looked forward. William was already standing in front of her, very close to her.

He stood in the fountain, soaked, his shirt clinging to his body. His handsome face beaded with water, his dark eyes fixed on her.

Alice met his gaze.

In the next second, William suddenly pulled her neck closer. The thin lip kissed her lips warmly, bringing with ice-cold water.

He grinded her lips and easily pried open her lips. The flames tyrannically broke into her, rolling away the sweetness from her lips.

Alice did not speak, nor did she resist, and silently allowed him to kiss. The sun grew warmer and brighter, shining down on the castle and the fountain pool. The man stood soaked in the clear water, kissing the woman sitting at the edge of the pool.

The water on William's face froze at the corner of their lips, which were pressed tightly together.

Everything was as beautiful as a painting.

A servant walked by and couldn't help but stop to take another look.

William kissed Alice who was like a puppet. She did not respond, and did not refuse, allowing him to kiss her without any react at all.

William moved his lips, and her black eyes had a layer of alluring luster to them as he deeply stared at her face, "Don't you know how to give me a reply?"

Alice looked at him silently.

"Alright, then I'll kiss you until you respond!" William arrogantly wanted to kiss her again.

However, Alice suddenly moved, she suddenly reached out her hand and pushed him away, then stood up from the pool and ran towards the castle.

William wanted to grab her, but he slipped on the pebbles in the fountain pool and leaned his body backwards, falling heavily into the fountain. Once again, he created countless of splashes.

"Bam!"

Like a deep-water bomb, a loud sound rang out.

Alice stood still and turned to look at him.

William stood up from the fountain pool, his slender hand brushed away the water droplets on his face, and his magnetic voice filled with anger, "Alice!"

He looked up, and saw that Alice had already disappeared.

William's expression was extremely ugly. She hated his kissed so much; she liked to be kissed by the Miller? Who had abandoned her!

Did she really have to be so stubborn?

He had never seen such a foolish woman.

William fiercely slapped the surface of the water with his palm, then stood up from the fountain pool and timely handed over a clean towel by Daniel.

William took a towel and wiped his face, then walked inside.

There was no bath, no change of clothes, although William was angry, but the first thing he did was to go to his bedroom.

As expected, Alice changed into her pajamas and laid on the bed, then fell asleep again.

Did she just wake up and go back to sleep?

William frowned, then walked towards the bathroom to take a shower.

Alice's way of escaping was different from others. She was not seeking death nor was she in a bad mood. She was only sleeping.

In the following week, Alice pretty much spent 18 hours in bed, and the rest of the time was carried out of bed by William.

This afternoon, the sun was warm, and Alice was once again sleeping on the bed with her eyes closed.

Gripping the corner of bed revealed that she was not asleep.

"Bam."

The door suddenly opened.

She did not open her eyes. She could only hear the deep but domineering footsteps coming closer, finally stopping in front of her bed.

"Alice, where did you get so much sleep? "Get up."

William's voice came from above her head.

Alice remained silent and did not move.

Immediately afterwards, she was pulled up by William, who sat on the bed. She had no choice but to open her eyes and look at him.

William locked himself again?

Alice walked over doubtfully. "What's going on?"

When Daniel saw her, his old eyes immediately lit up, as if he was looking at his savior. He quickly strode forward and grabbed her hand, "Miss.Clyne, the young master loves you the most, you have to listen to him. Let him open the door, I'll give him an injection."

"Injection? Why? What is this?"

Alice was confused.

No one had heard of any illness or pain on William.

"sedative medicine."

Daniel said.

"sedative medicine?" Alice opened her eyes wide in shock.

Daniel was anxious, but seeing that she had doubts, he decided not to explain, and said: "How about this, Miss.Clyne, I will cut to the chase."

"What is going on?"

Alice asked, puzzled.

"When young master was 17 years old, when big master passed away, young master had a knot in his heart. Do you know about this?"

"Heart knot?"

Daniel anxiously told her, "That year, when young master rushed to the scene, the rescue personnel were carrying out the big master's corpse.

Alice was so shocked that she covered her mouth, not daring to imagine that scene.

Daniel spoke quickly, "Furthermore, the car's shape has become extremely distorted, one of the big master's hand was broken, the rescue workers could not find it in a short time, so young master threw himself inside to look."

At that time, Daniel was also present. Everyone looked at the young master searching for his missing hand in the deformed and smelly car. The young master seemed to have gone crazy. He still remembered that scene very clearly.

"Young Master searched in the deformed and burned car for a long time, and when he found Eldest Young Master's hand, he fainted."

Daniel continued to speak, "Although young master has always been intelligent, his emotional state of mind is not something that a normal person can control.

From then on, the moment he sees a car accident, the young master will lock himself up."

So it was like this.

Alice frowned, and said indifferently, "Then what about after we lock him up? If he needs to calm down, let him calm down."

It wouldn't be good for them to disturb him.

"If only I had been calm." Daniel said worriedly, "Let me tell you this, when young master was 19, we discovered that young master was cutting himself off." "Self-mutilation?"

Alice looked at Daniel in shock. It was hard to imagine that a high and mighty person like William would do such a thing.

"Yes, young master's entire arm was red with knife marks." Daniel said with an anxious expression on his face, "In the next few years, young master will slowly recover and will no longer harm himself. He relied on himself to be tied up." Alice finally understood what all those self-locking leather rope were for.

"Why didn't you let him see a psychiatrist?" Alice asked, this should belong to the category of mental illness.

"The Young Master won't allow it. He said that he's willing to accept the pain, so it's none of his business."

It really did sound like something William to say.

Domineering and paranoid.

He was blaming himself for his brother's death and then torturing himself.