Chapter 169

A-knockout drug this time?

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She remembered that three years ago, the sedative only made her drowsy and unable to see clearly. Why was it so hot this time?!

Could it be that it wasn't a knockout drug this time?

Alice stumbled forward, all the way while pressing the light switch randomly. A blurry light appeared in front of her eyes, making her unable to see anything clearly.

How could this be?

She used her memory to walk towards the bathroom. Suddenly, an electronic voice called out, "Master, you're finally back. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Alice was surprised, "Mr Palace?"

"Yes, what orders do you have for me, Master? Master, why is your heart beating so fast?"

It asked.

"I... I..."

Alice was unable to speak in pain. When she wanted to grab her phone, she realized that the bag was no longer in her hands.

She pressed herself against the wall and walked into the bathroom, vaguely touching the bathtub. She immediately crawled in, touched the shower, and directly turned on the cold water to pour over her body.

But it was useless.

There was no way to dispel the heat from her body.

Hot.

It was too hot, like a layer of heat inside her skin. She couldn't grab hold of it, couldn't touch it, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Alice held the shower in one hand and scratched her skin with another.

"Master, are you alright?"

Mr Palace asked as it came in.

"I feel really bad." Alice said painfully as she laid in the bathtub, her fingers desperately scratching her skin as she spoke in despair, "Save me, save me!" "Master!"

She could no longer hear what was it said.

The heat was like an unspeakable pain. It wormed its way into her body and coursed through her vain. She tried to take it out, but she couldn't, and could only constantly pour cold water on herself and scratch her skin.

So uncomfortable.

Hot.

Help, who could save her?

Alice almost wanted to cry from the pain, she could not even open her eyes, the moment she opened them, the world spun, and her vision was blurred once again.

She must have torn a piece of skin and bled. It made her feel good.

As if she had lost her mind, she desperately scratched other areas of her skin, only to discover that there was blood flowing...

This way, it did seem more comfortable.

As the amount of water in the bathtub increased, she threw the shower away and scratched her body with both hands.

If she could get up and take a look at herself now, she would find that she had scratched herself to the point where her blood was all over the place.

The water in the bathtub had changed its color.

Alice continued to scratch as if she was seeking relief. Suddenly, her hands were grabbed and pressed on the the bathtub, making her feel even worse.

"Mr Palace!" she cried out painfully. "I can't bear it! let go!"

She struggled desperately, trying to keep scratching her skin.

"Good girl, don't move recklessly. It's fine, it'll be fine after a while."

The voice sounded very soft.

She actually heard gentleness in the voice of a robot. Impossible!

Was it someone came to save her?

Good girl?

Patrick liked to say that.

Did he come?

"Patrick, save me! Send me..."

The word "to the hospital" hadn't even left her mouth before her lips were sealed, blocking off all her voice. A fiery tongue invaded her mouth, crazily engulfing everything she said.

When she tried to resist, she was pushed into the cold water and her head sank.

"Hmm..."

Alice's head sank into the water, the water was cold. It was difficult for her to open her eyes, but she struggled to do so.

In the next second, she felt the lips were sending oxygen to her.

She did not hate this feeling.

She even wanted this feeling of lips touching teeth, this feeling was familiar.

Alice gradually lost her rationality, she slowly extended her hand out and grabbed the man's neck, using her instincts to respond to the man's kiss, intertwining with her tongue crazily.

Abruptly, she was pulled out of the ice-cold water. Alice felt herself being held. It was a familiar hug.

She wanted to open her eyes, but it was difficult for her to do so. Her legs could not help but wrap around his waist, her hands around his neck, and she kissed him back without caring for anything else.

How she touched his lips, she did not know.

By instinct.

She wanted to have more, needed more, and that crazy thought burned her like fire, leaving her with no other things to care about.

Alice had no idea what happened next.

She felt as if she were floating on the sea, floating, and every time she was about to sink, a pair of hands caught her in time.

Again, again, again.

Every time she was on the verge of death, she would be woken up by a hot kiss and sink down forever...

Until she fell apart.

Until the heat in his body slowly disappeared.

Until she calmed down.

The next day.

The sun shone through the curtains.

Alice laid on the huge round bed as she slowly opened her eyes. In front of her was the bedroom of the duplex apartment in Port of Heaven.

Little by little, the memories poured back into her head.

Yesterday, she had dinner with her foster mother, and then she suddenly felt very strange, miserable, and hot. Then she seemed to float on the sea.

The sea?

Not the sea.

Alice was shocked, immediately sitting up from the bed. The moment she got up, she felt as if her whole body was in disarray.

"Ahh- It hurts!"

Alice groaned as she lowered her head to look at herself. She saw herself completely naked, lying under the blanket like a newborn baby, with many areas of her arm wrapped in gauze.

She lifted the gauze slightly and saw that there were full of scratches.

It seemed that she created those wounds herself. She still had a little consciousness.

What about these clothes?!

"Master, you're awake."

An electronic voice suddenly rang.

Alice screamed in shock, and immediately used a blanket to wrap herself up as she looked towards the door.

sHe saw that Mr Palace was standing at the door, its black eyes staring straight at her, her long skirt hanging on one arm of it as it said, "Master, everything I see will not be recorded until you activate the camera function and monitor to store all my memories."

There were so many other functions?

Alice was speechless, and said to it: "Throw the clothes over."

In any case, it was still a robot.

"Yes, Master."

It threw her clothes and bra on her bed and turned around in a very polite way.

As Alice sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket and picked up the bra, she suddenly recalled that she was not floating on the ocean but was lying on the bed with a man...

Alice knocked her head, her face was pale.

The medicine that her adoptive mother had given her yesterday was probably not a simple knockout drug, but an aphrodisiac drug. The man was found by her mother and Mary to...

That's not right.

Impossible.

She vaguely remembered that last night, she resisted at first. However, because of the familiarity, she gave in...

Alice quickly put on a long dress and got off the bed.

Once she stepped on the ground, Alice's legs turned weak and she fell down, pouncing straight onto the body of the Mr palace.

She was too familiar with this feeling, she would always act this way whenever William was not controlled.

"Master, are you alright?" Mr Palace helped her up.

"I'm fine." Alice supported on it as she stood up, "Did William come back last night?"

"Mr. William?"

Alice waited for it to finish calculating, but suddenly, she heard a voice from it, "Sorry, Master, I searched for a bit. I did not store any memories last night, I don't remember."

"Don't remember?"

It was indeed impossible for robots to have the same memories as humans.

"You can choose to set up the memory storage function."

"YES. Activate."

Alice said, then walked out.

"Setting up successful. Memory storage function activated."

Mr palace said.

Alice did not bother with it as she walked out in her dress. She went through the large hall and pushed open every door, but she did not see that familiar figure.

Impossible.

It was impossible for her body to have such a familiar feeling with other men, including with Patrick.

It must be William.

It had to be him. It couldn't be anyone else.

Alice fervently hoped that the man last night was William, but what if he wasn't?

What if it was any other man?

Alice thought anxiously as she passed by a mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her neck was covered with bandages.

At first glance, she thought it was a high collar.

ugly.

Alice took off the gauze around her neck and completely put it down. Only then did she realize that there was only a small scratch on her neck that could be settled by sticking two Band-Aid.

Alice looked at the gauze in her hand helplessly, as astonishment suddenly flashed across her eyes.

There was only one person who needed a thick stack of gauze to wrap a small wound.

Now, she could finally confirm that the man last night was William.

"Whooosh."

Alice could not help but heave a sigh of relief, her heart calming down.

Then, she looked in the mirror and laughed bitterly. Why did she feel lucky that the man last night was William?

Alice looked at herself in the mirror, and touched the tiny scratch with her fingertip.

Why would William come here? Why did he come and leave without waiting for her to wake up? Was it because he didn't want to see her again? Before, he had only wished he could stick to her for 24 hours. But now, he really did not want to see her again.

Alice walked outside and discovered that her bag was lying on the ground. She picked it up and took out her phone only to see that there were more than 20 missed calls, all of them from Patrick.

She was confused last night.

She called back, and Patrick picked up the call immediately, "Alice, where are you, are you alright?"

'Tm fine, what about you?" Alice asked, "Was Mary with you last night?" Hearing this, Patrick's tone became nervous, "Alice, don't misunderstand, nothing happened between us. It's just that I didn't know what happened last night, I just wanted to go to sleep. I woke up early to find Mary still by my side."