My Lord, My Billionaire Master

How could Patrick Miller not understand her words, "Do you think that it's because Mary Clyne cheated me so I want to find you to have an ambiguous relationship with you?

Alice Clyne did not say anything, but the expression on her face showed that you are right.

Patrick Miller could not help but let out a bitter laugh. Was he a trash in her eyes? At this moment, he almost wanted to say that he had recovered his memories.

Here, he was no longer Mary Clyne's husband, but he was now just Patrick Miller. Abruptly, his eyes rolled in their sockets, and after pondering for two seconds, he smiled and asked, "Didn't you always want to be with me before?"

"But I've given up." Alice Clyne immediately said.

She had been pestering him before, but that had only been to restore his memories.

She gave up. She gave up trying to recover his memories.

"You mean giving up? Even if I were to finally find out that I have been wrong and

try to correct it, it would be useless?" Patrick Miller asked.

Alice Clyne stood at the doorway. Hearing these words, her entire being froze in place as if she had been struck by lightning.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

What do you mean wanting to correct, go back? Go back to where? She didn't understand.

"I'm just asking."Patrick Miller stared at her and said.

Alice Clyne could not find a single clue on his face. After a long while, she lowered her gaze and spoke in a low voice, "It's useless, you won't be able to correct yourself."

Unless he could retrieve his memories and turn back into the Patrick Miller of before.

However, despite all her efforts, he was unable to recover his memories.

"Is that so?" Patrick Miller smiled gently, "There is nothing in this world that can be determined certainly."

She was hoping for him to change back, wasn't she?

As long as he still had this little bit of hope, he was qualified to compete with

William Cullen, but now it was not the right time.

Alice Clyne looked at him and confused.

"Sleep early, I'm going."

Patrick Miller did not speak further, and left her with a mysterious gaze.

Alice Clyne watched him leaving, her face had some suspicions, and she reached out to close the door.

She really did not understand what Patrick Miller was thinking. Everything he did baffled her, and he even said that he would use a week's time so that he could help her...

With her personality, she would directly call the police and drag them down.

Was there a better way than calling the police? What would Patrick Miller like to do?

Alice Clyne touched her stomach, for she was hungry, just as she was about to enter the kitchen, and her phone rang again. This time, it was Daniel Frank who called.

When the call connected, Daniel Frank said, "Miss Clyne, the maids are already in Port of Heaven, can I trouble you to go out and receive them?"

"I don't need maids."

Alice Clyne said she only wanted to be alone.

It was rare that William Cullen was not here.

She was finally free, so she did not bring anyone else in.

"It's a bit late now, so let the maids make you some midnight snacks. You'd better eat." Daniel Cullen said, "Otherwise, when Young Master comes back, he will definitely be unhappy to see your Miss Clyne becoming thinner than before."

"I really don't need it. Steward Frank, you know that I don't like there are too many people in my family." How could William Cullen not be happy because of her weight loss? Every time it was him who snatched her food.

Danial Frank heaved a long sigh, "But Miss Clyne, you also know young master's temper. "What if..."

When it came to William Cullen's temper, there was nothing to talk about.

With such a bad temper, who would be able to bear it?

Alice Clyne hung up the phone and went out. She went to Port of Heaven's security to bring the maids back.

William Cullen arranged for two maids for her. They were both very pretty and smart, and handed over their resume the moment they appeared. "Miss Clyne, if there's anything you want to tell us, we can do it."

Alice Clyne flipped it open and saw that both of the maids had higher education levels than her.

As soon as they entered the room, the maid began to get busy, inquiring about her preferences.

"It's good that you guys are free here. I'm not picky with my food, but I'm very hungry right now. Just get me some fast food. Please." Alice Clyne said to them. Originally, she wanted to cook for herself, so William Cullen did not allow her. "Alright, Miss Clyne." The maid nodded respectfully and went into the kitchen to cook.

Alice Clyne looked at the empty mansion, but suddenly two figures appeared inside. She feeling helpless, was this considered her freedom?

A bowl of delicious noodles was served to her.

"Thank you."

Alice Clyne sat in the living room eating noodles and switched on the television news. As she watched with boredom, all she could think about was today's events.

The secret conversation between Mary Clyne and Rosanna Tiffany.Patrick Miller had some ambiguous feelings;and William Cullen suddenly flew to England.

William Cullen still didn't know that the person who climbed onto his bed was Rosanna Tiffany. He didn't know what would happen after he found out. She hoped it was the later.

Alice Clyne bit the noodles in her mouth as she thought. She had never thought that Rosanna Tiffany would do this to her. Being seduced by Mary Clyne, she had betrayed her. What good friends, what good classmates, they were all fake.

Late at night.

In the living room, the only sound was the TV news, and Alice Clyne chewed on her noodles and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Alice Clyne got off the sofa and directly sat down on the carpet in front of the tea table. She placed the bowl on the table and continued to eat while answering the phone.

The only one who called in the middle of the night was none other than William Cullen"What are you doing?" Sure enough, the moment she picked it up, William Cullen's voices far above her rang in her ears.

"Eat the noodles and watch the news."

Alice Clyne took a deep breath and mumbled.

"I'm hungry too!" William Cullen said from the side, and his voice sounded somewhat tired.

"Then eat something."

He had returned to his home in England, and after he became a noble, there should have been a chef cooking for him.

"I want to eat what you made. Those people make it too bad." William Cullen scolded a bunch of cooks.

"How could that be? Stop picking at food."

"I'm not picky with my food. It's because they made it too unpalatable, so I just should bring you along when I left the country." William Cullen's tone was very agitated, "I'm really very hungry, why aren't you by my side?"

Alice Clyne listened speechlessly.

There must be something wrong with him. He must be viewed her food as heaven's food and ate what she made.

In the past two days, her hand had been injured, so she stayed put. Only when he was extremely hungry did he manage to force himself to eat. If things continued like this, he would eventually get stomach problems.

"Hey, why aren't you talking?"

William Cullen was not able to hear her voice, which made him feel even worse.

"I'm eating." Alice Clyne bit off the noodles in her mouth and said indifferently, and

a little perfunctory.

"You can also chat with me if you want to eat, or you can stop eating!" He was still hungry, what right did she have to eat it?

There was nothing to talk about in the middle of the night.

Alice Clyne held the phone close to her ear and said, "You must be tired after

taking the plane for so long, why don't you sleep?

"I can't sleep." William Cullen's voice sounded beside her ears. Even from a distance, she could still hear his rogue voice, "So don't sleep, come and chat with

me."

He can't sleep, so she was not able to sleep? Barbarian.

Carelessness.

Alice Clyne really wanted to throw the phone into the dustbin and shut it down.

She took a deep breath and tried to sound calm. "So what do you want to talk about?"

A small sound came from the phone, like the sound of a blanket rubbing against a pillow.

William Cullen was lying in the middle of the bed. His two long legs were crossed

on top of each other on the exquisite bed, one hand holding his phone and the other holding his head, and he said confidently, 'Tm too hungry, I can't think of anything. What do you want to talk about?"

He was too hungry to think.

However, he didn't want to eat anything else. He wanted to eat what she had made, and since he couldn't eat, he wanted to hear her voice.

Alice Clyne could not help but say half -heartedly: "I want to talk about sleeping."

She couldn't think of anything to talk to him about.

He was really bored.

"Sleep?" William Cullen's tone suddenly became excited, bringing along a trace of

an evil smile, his voice magnetic, "Phone ML? I like it. You can start now."

"Who say about that." Alice Clyne was depressed.

What sort of divergent thinking is this?

"You said it yourself. Hurry up, start, shout. "William Cullen urged her. He had heard enough of her in real life, and he had not heard her voice on the phone

before.

Fuck!

Alice Clyne punched her phone in the air, imagining it to be William Cullen. After venting her anger, Alice Clyne then took the phone back to her ear, she cleared her throat and changed the topic, "Why did you suddenly go to England? Is there something urgent?"

After saying this, the phone rang with a sense of silence.

For along time.

Alice Clyne looked at her phone in confusion. He was still on the phone and did

not hang up, why did he suddenly stop talking?

Just as she wanted to ask, she heard William Cullen's voice, "Nothing much, just

come over. I'll be back in a week, you just have to wait at home."

"Oh." Alice Clyne replied softly.

"I just went abroad, but don't let your imagination run wild." William Cullen

suddenly added.

"I didn't think about others. What's there to think about?"

Alice Clyne said casually as she lowered her head to look at her bowl of noodles

that was about to cool down. She curled her lips, "I've finished eating.

Just a phone call was enough to chill his face.

"Bath?" William Cullen sat up on the bed, a pair of pitch - black eyes immediately

outlined the color of a maze, with the sexy thin lip slightly lifted.noveldrama

"Yes." "Then I'll hang up."

"No way!" William Cullen immediately ordered her, "Put your phone in the

bathroom."

You're a freak!

Alice Clyne roared out in her heart, but on the surface, she still tried her best to

maintain her calm. "William Cullen, this is an international call, one of us is in Asia while you are in Europe."

If he had nothing better to do, why would he use the overseas phone to listen to

her shower??

"So what? I have money, I love it!" William Cullen said confidently.

Alice Clyne was speechless. She was really not afraid of abnormal men, what she

was afraid of was abnormal men with money!

She wanted to argue with him for a while, but then she suddenly had an idea and agreed, "Alright, just you wait."