Chapter 309

T-he car door was opened.

The driver came in from outside and bowed respectfully towards William, "Young Master, I've asked around carefully, Miss Clyne has rented Room 605, one room and one hall. 55 square meters, 2,400 dollars per month."

"55 square meters?" William's face instantly darkened, "How can she live in such a small house?"

Was Alice crazy to live in such a small house?

It was still rented.

After all, she didn't know how to buy a set. Wait, he didn't seem to have given Alice any money.

Shit! In his eyes, money was just a pile of numbers. He only cared about the cost and the profit figure and never thought about what else money could bring.

It had always been the women asking him and Daniel for his gifts and money, but he had never met someone who didn't take the initiative to fight for her benefit, thus he had forgotten about it.

But the breakup contract was already signed.

William's slender fingers rested on the tablet computer, his black eyes looked coldly at the driver, and he asked stiffly, "Is there a matter of alimony?"

"Yes."

The driver nodded. In some countries, a husband has to pay his wife a certain amount of maintenance after divorce.

"So, how about the break up the alimony?" William asked again, if he were to pay again at this time, people would not be able to see anything.

Breaking up the alimony, did the young master invent it himself?

The driver was silent.

The weather was fine, the air had been ventilated, and the smell was much stronger.

Inside the small house, Alice was wiping the windows of the Mr. Palace. She looked at the Mr. Palace with her wallet and said, "I'm going to buy something. You are at home."

"Master, you don't need me to accompany you?"

he asked.

"No need, robots are always too eye-catching on the streets." Alice smiled slightly, reached out for her hat and put it on her head. She put on her sunglasses and went out.

. She was also eye-catching, but she wouldn't people to be able to recognize her even if she put on a bit of makeup.

Alice walked to a large-scale supermarket near the residential area, pushed a cart through the shelves, and started picking out daily necessities.

It had been a long time since she had to choose these things for herself. Imperial Castle kept the best daily necessities.

Ah, why was she thinking about this again?

Alice placed everything into the cart and slowly strolled around. Suddenly, she heard two girls chatting beside him.

"I already said that Alice and William would not be together for long, I never thought that it would be so short."

"Please, how could Alice be worthy of him? When I watched the news, I thought William must have been blind."

"That means, I thought that William was abnormal or something. But now that he has broken up, it seems rather normal."

"he's just playing around, right?"

Alice stood at the side, both her legs seemingly frozen on the ground without moving a single step, her eyes behind her sunglasses were filled with dejection.

Everyone thought so, it was normal for William to break up with her.

But she had always thought that William was not an ordinary person. He truly loved her.

Only when she was riddled with injuries did she truly understand the power behind the word 'perfect'.

Alice continued to walk forward; her gaze swept past the clothing area in front of her. Under the bright lights, the loose set of clothes were hung one by one on the clothes rack.

She stepped forward and reached out her hand to touch the uniform.

This was her favorite style of dressing, but now it felt rough to the touch.

It turned out that after separating with William, she didn't just need to get used to losing a man.

Alice looked down at the skirt on her body. She was wearing a famous long skirt, elegant and beautiful, and the texture was as comfortable as silk.

The dress was better than the corset, but it didn't belong to her.

Alice looked at the clothes on the clothes rack, then took out three pieces of clothes according to her model and threw them into the cart.

Since she had already been beaten back to her original form, then she would just have to properly return to the previous Alice.

Alice was carrying a cart full of things as she paid her bill. After she paid her bill, she stood there feeling troubled.

Pregnancy was so easy to fool. How was she supposed to carry home so much?

Alice frowned, she was thinking, then the cashier put down the phone in his hand and shouted at her, "Miss, miss!"

Alice turned her head and suspiciously looked at him. The cashier politely smiled at her, "From your dressing, you should be from around the area. If you have anything heavy, you can buy it back with the cart.

"Really?" Alice was overjoyed, "How much?"

"Ten dollars."

When he said that, Alice did not do anything, the people who were waiting in line for the bill had gone crazy, all of them shouting about buying carts, it was almost causing a commotion.

Seeing that, Alice anxiously paid and pushed the cart to leave.

The people behind were already fighting over the cart.

Alice pushed the cart out of the supermarket, and looked at the full contents, it was really a disappointment, was her luck really that good?

She could buy a ten-dollar cart.

Alice laughed bitterly, then pushed the cart and left.

When she returned home, just as Alice was about to open the door, a strand of hair suddenly fell from the doorknob. It was short hair, not hers.

She didn't see any hair on the doorknob when she went out. It was clean.

Alice pursed her lips in doubt, then carefully opened the door and peeked inside. She kept her guard up, tiptoeing, and subconsciously prepared to escape at any time.

"Master, you've returned."

The Mr. Palace was still standing there, wiping the windows. Hearing the voice, he turned his head, black eyed scanning in her direction, and used an electronic voice to greet her.

Seeing that the Mr. Palace was at home, Alice became calmer.

"Has anyone been here?"

Alice asked.

"Nope."

"Oh." Alice nodded and looked down at the door handle.

It was possible that someone had accidentally lost his hair when he passed by her door.

After thinking about it, Alice still said, "Mr. Palace, help me call the landlord, tell him that I want to change the locks, and change the locks at home."

After all that, she felt a little safer.

"Understood, Master."

"Mr. Palace."

As soon as Alice returned home, she got busy.

There were too many things she had to do to clean the room, clean the house, wash the clothes, ask someone to change the locks.

As she was busy, she discovered that her heart was no longer as stuffy, so she made herself even busier. It wasn't until very late that Alice finally cooked and ate something.

Alice sat alone at the dining table, eating while looking at the drawings, thinking about what to do next.

She was back in her lonely housewife's life.

Eating, organizing, painting, sleeping - that was all of her life.

Just like before.

Deep into the night, the house was brightly lit. Alice sat at the dining table and focused on drawing with the brush and glasses on.

Suddenly, a Draw appeared in her line of sight.

It was her original picture, the original picture of the protagonist -

He was tall and lean, with long legs that made up the proportion. His short hair was neat and straight, and he had a deep roulette, which gave him a hint of a mixed race. He had dark, sword-like eyebrows, and a pair of black eyes that were very deep and bright.

Alice took the Draw and looked at it steadily.

"Master, are you alright?" A voice filled with concern came from the Mr. Palace.

Alice lowered her eyes. A drop of water fell on the Draw and she raised her hand to feel her own face.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I want to paint, I want to earn money," Alice muttered as she organized the drawing, "I'm really fine, I Ok, there's nothing I can't take."

She kept saying it was all right, to herself.

As she brainwashed herself, Alice felt that she really had nothing to do, and could continue working. She sat at the dining table, wiped her tears away and picked up her brush to continue drawing figures on the paper.

She didn't know why, but her inspiration from the past had always been endless.

But now, facing the Draw, her mind was blank.

Alice used her hand to knock her head, the Mr. Palace stood by the side and said, "Master, it's already ten o'clock at night, it's time to rest."

"Set it so that you can tell me to rest at 10: 30 every night."

Alice thought about the contents of the manga as she turned the pen in her hand.

"Yes, Master."

The man nodded.

Alice continued to sit at the dining table and draw. With a blank mind, she drew one drawing after another and drew one space in front of her...

Why was she not inspired?

What lines should be given here? What should he say?

No.

She had to paint, she had to live, otherwise how the child would be born to depend on her, she had to work hard to live, breaking up could not change her.

Yes, there are so many people breaking up around the world every day, what's strange, what's the big deal.

The sky won't fall.

Life had to go on.

Alice bit her lips, then used her white fingers to quickly draw on the paper with her brush.

As she continued to draw, she suddenly became lost in thought.

When she looked at Draw again, Alice was stunned. She had drawn a rabbit with long ears on a piece of white paper.

emotional pet.

Staring at the rabbit, Alice's face turned pale white. "Pa!" She used all her strength to put the pen on the table and lied down.

Her chest was in extreme pain.

Alice laid on the ground, gritting her teeth, only then did she stop her tears from streaming down.

Alice, you can't forget about it, you can't just ignore it, you care about the words "emotional pet".

She cared too much.

She really couldn't endure being an emotional pet of William's forever, and not a woman she loved.

She could not stand William suddenly not loving her anymore.

She couldn't forget. She couldn't live a good life alone.

She was still that weak person, a completely weak person. She, Alice, had never been strong before.

Imperial Castle was shrouded in darkness, giving off a mysterious feeling that caused one to yearn for it.

Mona walked out of the room. She was wearing a sexy V-neck pajama as she pushed her long golden hair to her shoulders. Her beautiful face was covered with makeup, and her red lips were tender and alluring.

She walked towards the elevator. Along the way, there were many bodyguards who couldn't help but look at her.