Chapter 395

Alice sat there stiffly.

"Alice, if you cook one last meal for me, I will let you go, and I will not bother you anymore!" William said loudly, almost shouting it out from his throat, his firm voice had a bit of feigned carefreeness in it.

After roaring, William stood there, a pair of eyes reddened on his handsome face.

A gust of wind blew, and on the wide lawn of the slope, pigeons strolled leisurely, with different expressions and lazy expressions.

He compromised.

He really had to compromise. After being drenched by the rain last night, he had abandoned her today.

You are truly amazing.

Alice thought, her eyes filled with a layer of water.

Twisting and twisting.

It was still the same as it was today.

"Alice, speak!" William lowered his eyes and stared at her head, his eyes red. "What?

"You're not willing to give me my last meal?"

"I do."

Alice sat with her back facing him and closed her eyes, allowing her tears to flow as she spoke without any hesitation.

So soon.

That was how she wanted to cut off all ties with him.

"I'll tell you when to cook!"

William said, he turned and walked up, a few pigeons on the stairs immediately flapped their wings, the wind blew into his nose, he repeatedly coughed, and used his hand to cover his mouth.

Alice sat there, not turning her head back as she bit her lips.

Take good care of yourself, William.

Be sure to take care of yourself.

In the distance, Patrick stood behind a tree. He leaned against a tree and let out a long breath.

Was it finally over?

By the time Alice returned to the recording studio, she had already moved to a small bridge beside the flowing water.

Kathy had changed into a small blue skirt with a shining blue fish tail. She laid on top of a smooth little rock and had a bit of the feeling of a little fish swimming onto shore.

Thinking about something, Alice turned and looked behind him.

An empty space.

No one was around.

Reaching this point, William actually didn't come to see his daughter. Maybe, he was the same as her, knew too much and understood too much.

"Alice, you're back?"

Patrick walked over from there to stand in front of Alice, looking at her gently. "Yes."

Alice nodded, and forced out a smile.

Patrick looked at the redness in her eyes, "Are you still not feeling well?"

"What?"

Alice was stunned.

"Stomach, didn't you say that your stomach wasn't feeling well?" Patrick asked.

Alice reacted and gave a forced smile, "Yes, it's much better now, are you still not done shooting?"

"It's not over yet, Miller really likes the little model Kathy too much. Patrick said, and walked with her towards the filming venue, as he said softly, "Alice, don't you dislike me in San Francisco? If so, I can go back to Italy at once."

Alice looked at him with a lonely expression.

"Patrick, you know I won't dislike you."

Alice said sincerely.

No matter what, she would not dislike him. He was overthinking things.

"But you don't even want to take a photo with me."

Patrick said.

It turned out that he didn't believe what she said about the stomachache. He knew that she had found an excuse.

"Patrick, you're so wise, you understand how I think, don't you?" Alice stopped and said to Patrick seriously.

In front of William, she could use Patrick as an excuse, but she could not really accept him.

She did it for his own good, but Patrick didn't understand.

"Then you should know what I'm thinking." Patrick laughed, then looked at her and said, "Since it's like this, there's no need to continue with this topic anymore, let's see who can last longer."

Alice was speechless, she was speechless.

"Let's go, Kathy is looking at you."

Patrick said as the two of them walked towards the small stream.

On this day, Miller and Beverly kept asking Alice to take pictures of their entire family, but Alice used all kinds of reasons to reject them, causing Beverly to be even more unhappy.

After finishing an entire day's worth of travel, he returned to the Port of Heaven. Beverly didn't even need to eat dinner before he returned to his room.

Alice brought the dinner to Beverly's room and knocked gently, "Mother, I brought the dinner over for you."

"Leave, I don't want to eat."

Beverly's dissatisfied voice came out from the room.

"Mother, it's my fault today. Please don't be mad at me."

Alice apologized to her through the door.

"I don't want to see you. Go." Beverly said loudly.

Alice stood there with the tray in her hands. There was nothing she could do, she walked to her side and took the tray from her, then looked at her lovingly. "Give it to me, I'll help you.

"Mother is angry." Beverly especially doted on her, and would rarely be angry at her.

Patrick laughed, "Don't worry, I will let her eat dinner. "Aunty clearly distinguishes between grudges and favors, and is not angry with me. She won't chase me away."

All right.

Alice nodded and looked at him gratefully, "Thank you."

Her mother really liked Patrick, so she should obey him.

That night, Patrick had let Beverly eat dinner, but Beverly was still brooding over Alice's refusal to cooperate with the filming of the whole family's fortune.

For the next few days, Beverly did not manage to speak properly with Alice.

It seemed that this time, she had truly touched a reverse scale.

In the morning, Alice sat at the dining table. The breakfast was already set up, with only three pairs of chopsticks on the table. The baby breeding experts and the bodyguards all ate separately, the maids eating with them.

She couldn't help looking at the maid. "Mother won't come out and have breakfast with me?"

"Eldest Miss, why don't you just submit to Madam? Madam has always pampered you, so just say some good words and you'll be fine."

The maid placed a soup in the middle of the table.

Alice lowered her eyes. She naturally knew how to coax her mother, who was only using this method to force her to accept Patrick.

Beverly felt that she would only get happiness if she stayed with Patrick.

However, she could not compromise on this point.

"Good morning, Young Master Miller."

The maid lowered her head in a certain direction.

"Morning."

Patrick greeted her and sat at the dining table. He was dressed in casual and refined attire, looking spirited and exceptionally handsome. His brows slightly knitted as he looked at her, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Alice's face was obviously exhausted.

Alice laughed bitterly, "Your rest seems to be quite good. It looks like you don't have to work in Italy."

"Yeah, these few days are equivalent to taking a vacation." Patrick stared at her and said with a gentle voice.

He was satisfied with his current life.

She was able to see her from a distance, but she did not have the intention of returning to William's side.

"Then I'll have to trouble you. Help me bring the breakfast over to Mother and let her eat it. If she doesn't want to see me, then I'll just not come out to eat in the future." Alice said indifferently as she sat there.

Patrick picked up his spoon and gulped down a mouthful of congee. After hearing what she said, he immediately turned to his and picked up his napkin to wipe his lips, then said, "I've already had enough rest for the past two days. Why don't we take this aunt out for a walk?"

Before he could finish his words, the phones they had placed on the dining table vibrated at the same time.

The maid was the first to look at her cell phone, then opened her eyes in shock. "Wow, this is big news."

"What's wrong?"

Patrick asked, he also looked at the Mobile Screen, only to see explosive news, he immediately looked at Alice.

Alice realized something, she put down the chopsticks in her hand and picked up her phone.

[The day of the engagement ceremony announced jointly by the N.E Group, the Palace and the Lancaster family.]

Even the time of the engagement ceremony had been revealed.

Without William's permission, it would not be public. William said he will let her go was not just joking, he had actually led a life that he deserved.

Good.

Everything went back to its starting point. He associated his marriage with her, and she lived her life.

Alice looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes half opened, suppressing her emotions. Her fingertip was resting on the Mobile Screen, but she didn't have the courage to open the body of the news to take a look.

"William is William, he can appear on the international news in any small matter." Patrick said indifferently, he moved the phone to the side and picked up a napkin to wipe his hands, "I wonder when his negative news will get out."

Negative news.

Alice looked at Patrick, "You really hate William?"

Patrick sat there, his eyes looking at Alice, a profound look flashing past his eyes, "Miller family fell, you almost died at his hands, which one of these is not worth me hating?"

Alice remained silent.

"Alright, let's not talk about this. What about my proposal just now? Take your mother out for touring and fix your relationship with your mother at the same time." Patrick said.

Alice laughed bitterly, "Mother wouldn't agree to come out here, right?"

"She already agreed, I'll ask her first." Patrick said gently, "There is a bond between you two."

Beverly was willing to agree to it because she wanted to create an opportunity for them.

Just as Alice was about to agree, her phone suddenly vibrated. She looked down and saw a message from William.

[Come home and cook for me, I'll give you ten minutes.]

On the screen, there was the message of William's engagement ceremony, and there was a message from William.

"Alice, if you cook one last meal for me, I will let you go, and I will not bother you anymore!"

The last meal finally arrived.

After this glance, she and William would probably never meet again.

Last meal, last meal.

"Alice, where do you want to go? I bought a vineyard in California before, how about you take a look?" Patrick suggested as he lowered his head to eat. Alice stood up from the dining table, "I'm sorry, I still have some matters to do today.