Chapter 134

She must have been a butcher in her previous life.

Otherwise, how could she know how to stab him in the hardest and the deadliest way?

Alice remained silent.

Following this, William did not speak further. He drove at an extreme speed and drove without a care for anything else.

Alice leaned on the seat and frowned, wondering what was happening to Patrick.

He had one of his teeth broken by William, riddled with injuries.

After a long while, she raised her eyes and looked forward. She only saw that the road was not in the direction of the Port of Heaven.

She wanted to ask a question, but when she saw his ashen face, she could only swallow her words.

Painful.

Alice thought that she would faint from the pain, but she was still awake, and her consciousness was a little unfocused.

After a while, Alice realized that William was driving the car back to the Imperial Castle. The car was speeding along the edge of the forest. From afar, she could see the vague and grand outline of the castle under the night sky.

William drove the car into the entrance of the Imperial Castle, and stopped suddenly once again.

A maid passed by and was almost knocked out.

William pushed open the door of the car expressionlessly, went around the car, and rudely pulled the door of the front passenger seat, pulling Alice out forcefully.

Alice didn't have the strength to resist at all.

William carried her on his shoulder into the castle.

Alice hung upside down on his body, causing her to be unable to speak. Looking at the smooth floor, her eyes were filled with confusion.

She didn't know what would be waiting for her.

Was it death?

Or something else?

William's expression was extremely unsightly, and his facial features revealed a viciousness that the servants along the way did not dare to greet.

William carried her as he walked all the way in. He opened a door, turned on the light, and threw Alice.

"Bang!"

Alice was heavily thrown into a pool of warm water, causing countless splashes. The water flooded over her head and took her breath away.

She reached out her hand to cross the surface, but she had no strength. She could only sadly look at the world from the bottom of the water, feeling her life slowly slipping away.

Did he really want to kill her?

Then what about Patrick, would Patrick be able to protect himself from William?

A suffocating feeling trapped Alice. She gradually gave up paddling and allowed herself to sink as she slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a hand clasped her shoulder.

Alice was lifted out of the water and William half squatted by the side, staring at her with lowered eyes. His black pupils stared fixedly at her, a hint of nervousness flashing through them.

"Puff Alice spat out a mouthful of water, her entire body feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Stand up!" William glared at her, "You want to die so easily? You are too naive!"

Alice stepped onto the ground with both feet, only then did she realize that the water had reached her shoulders, so she could stand.

Her mind was dull.

She looked around. This was a large indoor hot spring. The entire pool was like a warm swimming pool.

Very big.

Warm water flowed beside her.

She was standing in the hot spring, her long hair completely wet, and her face pressed against it. The water moved past her, rising and falling in front of her, leading her clothes wet against her.

William lowered his eyes and stared at her. His gaze swept past her protruding collarbone, her fair skin, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

His desire for her was damned strong.

But for now, he wouldn't touch her.

When he thought of the scene at the amusement park, he wanted to strangle her.

"Men!"

William released her and stood at the side of the pool shouting.

A group of maids filed in.

"Give her a bath!" William lowered his eyes and stared at Alice, roaring sinisterly, "Wash three times! I want her to come out clean!"

He wanted her to be devoid of any trace of Patrick's aura.

Alice stood in the hot spring and looked astonished at William, then looked at the row of maids and said softly, "I can wash myself."

"Wash her!"

William roared, his eyes radiating with berserk jealousy and hatred.

Who knew if she would be unwilling to wash off Patrick's scent?

Alice shut her mouth.

"If it's possible, I'd really like to take out your internal organs and wash them with disinfectant water!" William glared at her, his voice hoarse.

She was his.

No man can touch her.

Standing in the warm hot spring, Alice couldn't help but shiver.

His words were too terrible.

After William finished speaking, he turned around and left with large strides. The aura on his body was filled with the scent of bloodthirst.

The maids all walked towards Alice, who quickly said, "I will wash myself."

"No, young master has given instructions!"

Maids looked troubled.

Suddenly, William's arrogant, haughty voice came out again, "You are not allowed to touch her private place! Whoever dares, I will chop their hands off!"

She only belonged to him.

A woman shouldn't touch her too much!

Maids looked at each other. What was a private place? Where is privacy?

Alice was very speechless while standing in the hot spring. What was William thinking?

What did he want to do with her?

Maids stood there and looked at Alice who was in the hot spring.

If you can't wash well, you'll be chop off your hands.

It was rare for the young master to return to the Imperial Castle, but he actually returned filled with anger. It was too scary, it would be better if he didn't return.

William walked out of the hot spring and headed towards the exit with a cold expression. He grabbed onto whatever he saw and threw it on the ground.

All the way.

In the luxurious and grand castle, a pack of wastes behind him.

Jealousy and anger enveloped him.

He thought that her smile was filled with worry. He never thought that she and Patrick would laugh so happily while they were rolling in the sand.

She was as happy as if she has no worries at all.

Thinking about that dazzling smile, a hatred look appeared in William's eyes. He extended his hand and flung a painting from the previous century that was hung on the wall to the ground.

"Young Master." Daniel walked over, "Young Master, why did you suddenly come back?"

Young Master was just telling everyone to look for someone when he saw Young Master's car flying by at the speed of a flying ship. He thought he had lost his consciousness.

He immediately had his men follow him to the car, but they were all lost.

After identifying the direction the young master was driving in, he ordered people to the Imperial Castle.

William glanced at him serenely, then casually threw a glass object on the ground and spoke with a deep voice, "Investigate the relationship between Alice and Patrick."

"What?"

Daniel was shocked, so he stood there blankly.

In other words, the relationship between the Miller's crown prince and the Miss.Clyne was found out by the young master?

William's eyes turned cold as he stared at him, "What's your expression? You already knew?"

"Young master, this ..."

William grabbed him by the collar, "You damned old man, you dare to watch my woman cheating on me? Do you want to die?"

What's wrong with the people around him? They all deceived him!

Daniel's face changed, "Young Master, did you misunderstand? How could the Miss.Clyne have anything to do with Miller's Crown Prince?"

"My two eyes are mistaken? Then can I trouble you to fix me a pair of eyes?

"

He really wanted to fix his eyes.

He wanted a pair of eyes that did not see Alice and Patrick together.

He saw it?

Daniel looked at William in shock. It seemed like he could no longer hide the truth for the Miss.Clyne as he said, "Yes, Young Master. I'll check."

Hearing that, William released him, "Investigate! Investigate carefully!"

"Yes, young master."

Daniel lowered his head and turned to leave.

In fact, it didn't really require too much effort. Long before, when they returned from The Isle of the Clouds, Daniel had already done some research.

According to his analysis, the Crown Prince of Miller and the Miss. Clyne not have much contact, hence he kept this a secret.

The young master had a paranoid personality disorder, so he would only think too much if he knew about it.

However, he couldn't hide it this time.

Sigh.

Miss.Clyne, seriously, what did she do made the young master angry.

Daniel took the materials and walked into the Wine Hall.

William stood in front of a row of wine shelves, and took down two bottles of wine from them. His entire face was expressionless, and only had a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Young Master, the information is here."

Daniel stood at the side with his head lowered.

"Open it."

William threw the two bottles of wine to Daniel and quickly took the information from his hands.

Daniel only caught one bottle, and the other bottle of wine fell to the ground. The bottle was thick enough, or they would waste another bottle of well-stored wine.

William took the documents and opened them one by one. His eyes gloomy as he stared at the words written.

"Patrick Miller lost his sight since he was young. His personality is not that good. He was raised by Clyne family at the age of 13. He regained his sight during the surgery at the age of 20, but his memory lost." William read the information solemnly.

"After losing his memories, Patrick and Mary fell in love quickly. The whole Clyne family was so happy to see it, but Alice. Alice had always been trying to recover his memories, but he was disgusted by her, and her obstructions made the relationship between Patrick and Mary get better."

"Pa -

William threw the information onto the ground.

Daniel, who was turning the cork on the bottle, was stunned. He turned his head and saw William's dark face.

"This is the information you've found. It's completely useless!" William clenched his fists.

"But this is all the information. How could the Miss.Clyne have any relationship with the Patrick Miller?" Daniel spoke up for Alice.

He hadn't done anything else these days, just tried to persuade them.

The peacemaker was very tired.

"Are you clarifying for her?" William glared at him coldly.

"Young Master, I'm not."

"Then why Alice wanted to restore Patrick's memories?" William stepped on the information and grint with his toes. He shouted coldly, "Trash, there's no need for you!"

Being scolded as trash, Daniel's face revealed a dejected look.

William turned around and walked. A maid quickly ran into the Red Wine Hall and bowed her head to William, "Young Master, Mary's manager has come to visit you. She said that you will regret not seeing her."

Mary's manager.

William's eyes turned cold. Normally, he would not be bothered with people like this, but this time, he spoke in a cold voice, "Let her in."