My Lord, My Billionaire Master

With this sentence, the movie ended in a beautiful song.

"It's quite touching."

Alice Clyne said emotionally as she looked at the steel figure of the Mr. robot on the screen.William Godon said in disdain, "It is still talking about science fiction and movies. It does not have any technology at all,only love."

In his eyes, there was nothing to be gained from this movie.

Technology is blind and robots are made.

"The main point here is not science fiction, but the omnipotent, gentle, and affectionate nature of the robot. It is something that people in real life cannot do to each other." Alice Clyne reached out to scratch the robot on the screen, "If our technology developed to the point where there is such a intelligent robot, how great would it be?"

"What's good about it?"

"That means the Mr Robot really exists." Alice Clyne said gently, with yearning in her eyes.

That would make people believe that there would always be someone in this world who would always be there when you needed them, never leave, always have a shoulder to lean on.

"Tsk."

William Cullen scoffed coldly, his black eyes sweeping across the screen.

On his screen, the movie only occupied one fifth of the screen. The rest were her face, and her eyes were filled with yearning. Did she really like robots that much? It wasn't that difficult.

Alice Clyne recovered from the movie,and then she looked at William Cullen's face on the screen and said, "It's almost daybreak, can I go to sleep now?"

Hearing this, William Cullen frowned, "Do you really not want to contact me?"

This didn't seem to be a form of communication. This was a type of long chat, a type of lame chat.

Alice Clyne silently ridiculed in her heart, and said, "No, I really should go to sleep, otherwise I won't have the spirit to draw tomorrow."

"Forget it, I'll let you off this once." William Cullen frowned his eyebrows, and finally let her go, "Keep phone on, when I want to talk to you, you must pick it up immediately."

"Oh, got it."

Alice Clyne replied as she extended her hand out to close the video. On the screen, William Cullen was staring at her intently.

His gaze was as deep as the sea, and the thin lip slightly lifted his head, staring at her. He said, "Alice Clyne, I'm really hungry, I want to eat the food you made."

His voice was low and magnetic.

His eyes were filled with longing.

Alice Clyne, I'm really hungry. I want to eat the food you made.

She was stunned, staring at him on the screen, her heart skipped a beat. With a wave of her finger, she cut off the video, causing William Cullen's face to disappear from the screen.

However, the strange feeling in her heart did not disappear.

Alice Clyne reached out to her chest.

What was going on with her? William Cullen had only said one sentence, but he had said so many words every day. What was there for her to be moved?

"Pa-

Alice Clyne closed her notebook forcefully and laid down on the bed. She blinked her eyes, but was unable to fall asleep.

The look told her bluntly that he missed her.

Alice Clyne patted her head, and covered herself with the blanket, forcing herself not to think anymore.

One night passed.

Alice Clyne only crawled out of bed in the afternoon, her head aching from not sleeping well for the entire night.

When she came out, they immediately bowed down in respect, "Miss Clyne, you're up. We made a few simple dishes, if you don't like it, we can make another one."

Alice Clynen was not used to being served, and she was stunned for a moment before nodding her head, "Thank you."

She walked into the dining room. As soon as she saw the delicacies on the table, she was stunned. The meals were so many.

In comparison, what she did before was simply cooking.

Alice Clyne realized that she couldn't casually remember William Cullen, and even more so, she couldn't even think about him.

Alice Clyne picked up the vibrating phone, looked at the string of numbers on it and helplessly placed it beside her ear, "Hello."

"You're awake?"

William Cullen's lazy and magnetic voice sounded out from her phone.

"Yes."

Alice Clyne replied.

Needless to say, she knew that the two maids must have tipped him off, or else he wouldn't have called her at this very moment.

"What time ?" William Cullen asked, it was obvious that he wanted to force the conversation if there was nothing to talk about.

Alice Clyne took her phone and looked at the time, "Three in the afternoon."

"Go to eat something."

William Cullen ordered her.

"I'm about to eat it, then I'll hang up first." Alice Clyne was about to hang up when

he heard William Cullen's unhappy voice: "Eat your food, but who told you to hang

up."

"How do I eat if I don't hang up?"

"Headphones."

She had to make a phone call to eat. This was probably the first time in the world that she would be shot to death by a time-lapse in a phone call.

William Cullen could only put on his Bluetooth earpiece. After that, she sat at the dining table and started to eat, casually chatting with William Cullen.

There clearly wasn't much to talk about between the two of them, so William Cullen just wanted to occupy her time.

Alice Clyne was completely unable to feel the freedom this time.

Alice Clyne picked up a piece of rice cake and placed it into her mouth. Suddenly, she heard a strange voice talking to William Cullen, "Second Young Master, you should be going out."

Second Young Master.

Alice Clyne was startled, this was the first time she heard someone calling William Cullen Second Young Master.

William Cullen also had a brother who died in a car accident on the way to his appointment. Everyone would only call him Second Young Master when he was born in England.

"Got it, get out."

William Cullen drove them away.

"You're going out?" Alice Clyne asked, her heart was filled with joy, and she could finally hang up.

"Yes." William Cullen's tone wasn't very good as he suddenly said, "Alice Clyne, shouldn't you prepare a present for me? You never gave me a present."

A gift?

Alice Clyne was at a loss. Why did he suddenly speak the present?

"I'll be gone for a week. We've been separated for so long, you have to prepare a present for me!" William Cullen asked for a gift with a straight face, "I'll see it when I come back."

If he wanted to make a phone call, he wouldn't let her sleep in the middle of the night. If he wanted to watch a movie, she had to sync the pictures.

Alice Clyne chewed on the rice cake in her thin mouth and found an excuse, "But didn't you tell me to not go out too much?

She had her own things to do.

"You are allowed to go out to choose a present." William Cullen said.

"Of course. The phone is always on." He wanted to take full control of her time.

He wanted to take control of everything about her.

"'"' Alice Clyne's head hurt even more when she heard this, "William Cullen."

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to call me for a week while you're away?"Alice Clyne seemed to have understood his intentions.

William Cullen answered very quickly, "Alice Clyne, you have finally known."

Alice Clyne's heart repeatedly crumbled, "Why?"

She did not understand why he had to call.

If he was here, would he imprison her freedom? If he wasn't, would he imprison

her freedom? Did he have to be so abnormal?

"Who knows what you would do if I wasn't here. What if you went to look for a man?" William Cullen said, his tone was still confident, he did not think that his actions were excessive.

"I don't have a man to look for."

'Tm worried if I don't keep an eye on you."

Alice Clyne completely understood, "I understand, you don't have much to say to me, you just think that if you weren't here, I would have done what I could."

She had almost thought last night that he had been pestering her to make phone calls or watch movies or something because he missed her.

He was suspecting her, so he wanted to control her.

"'"'* Hearing that, William Cullen became silent, and agreed.

"William Cullen, don't you think it's a bit excessive for you to do this?"

Alice Clyne pointed it out.

He had no evidence that she was fooling around, and the act of occupying her time twenty-four hours a day was terrible.

"If you don't trust me, just chase me away. Don't be like this, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." William Cullen said.

"But I'm tired." Alice Clyne said as she sat at the dining table. She put down the chopsticks and said with a depressed look on her face, "If you doubt me for no reason, I won't be able to breathe."

How can I be on the phone for a week?

"Then I'll give you artificial respiration." William Cullen didn't even spare a glance

at her depression.

"Alright, where do all these complaints come from? Whatever I want you to do, you have to do. You won't die from a phone call. "William Cullen said domineeringly again, his tone always being above others.

Alice Clyne was speechless, and she did not even know what to argue about with

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"I'll go out first." William Cullen stood up and spoke in a low and deep voice with

an absolute tone, "Keep me informed of your call. If I ask you, you must respond

to me. "In this week, you must give me your gift. When I come back, you will give

it to me. Do you hear me?"

This woman didn't have the slightest intention of gifting him a present.

Alice Clyne's head hurt even more, and she did not want to say another word.

In the next few days, Alice Clyne wore Bluetooth earphones on her ears, she didn't even have a chance to take them off. She ate, slept, and even went to the toilet.

Her ears were burning from wearing headphones, and even then she couldn't take them off.

If she did not respond in time, he would anger, throwing a tantrum over the phone,

saying how he would deal with her when he got back.

She could only obey him and remain on the phone.

This made her feel breathless.

At first, she had thought that her freedom had been long gone. Now, however, her

nerves were taut with sleep, and whenever there was a sound in her ears, she

would wake up with her mouth and opened faster than her brain.

Her current state meant that she couldn't even sleep well.

Not to mention anything else.

Luckily, William Cullen was busy in the UK and did not want to chat with her.

He often seemed to turn off the microphone and keep it on, but she couldn't hear

what he was saying or doing.

The night in San Francisco was always full of glamour.

The place was bustling with noise and excitement.

The moon was as cold as water.

Alice Clyne walked alone on the night street. This was the first time she went out

to pick a present this week.