Chapter 184

She was not tired of playing like this.

For her, everything was the same.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and from afternoon until dusk, Alice stopped at the first few stages.

William, who was carrying her, could no longer stand it. He snatched the Game handles from her hands and said disdainfully, "You're so stupid. When will you be able to save her?"

With that, William carried her and began to pass the trial.

In his hands, those monsters were completely crushed.

While playing, William simply crossed his arms over her head and left, pushing his who was in his way to the side. He seriously attacked the game, charging forward bravely through the stages.

Alice looked at him in silence. Was he really making a game for her to play?

Finally, they reached the final stage.

Under William's control, the pill female hero finally rescued her husband, the number one beauty in the world.

When he saw that the called prettiest man in the world was actually William's face, Alice was not the least bit surprised.

When William was in a hurry to ask her to clear the level, she had already guessed it.

"That's what how to play games."

William said.

Once the game was over, the female hero kneeled down in front of the prettiest man in the world and shouted, "Lord Hubby, please forgive me for being late."

The prettiest man in the world was very proud. "Then you have to do something for me to forgive you."

The female hero instantly became bashful and blushed, "I will be waiting for you in my room, what a surprise!"

After saying that, the scene changed and a room similar to that of ancient times appeared. There was also a bed with drapes drawn on it.

This is a bad taste.

Could it be that William had also designed an animation for the bed?

Alice thought. On the television screen, she saw the prettiest man in the world pulling up the drapes in anticipation.

The beautiful man stepped forward, but before he could grab her slender arm, the pill on the bed turned into a big ball with a bang, and was still a meatball.

Bubbles appeared on the surface of the meatball, "Husband, are you surprised?"

The beautiful man on the screen fell.

When Alice saw the still steaming hot meat ball, she couldn't help but smile.

The female hero turned into a ball. What a cold joke.

"How is it, my game?" William turned his head, his gaze landing on the corner of her lips, there was shock in his eyes, "You smile?"

Ever since she was retrieved from the underground parking lot, she had never laughed or cried. She never showed any expression.

Hearing William's words, Alice lifted her hand to touch her lips.

The corners of her lips were curving.

She did smile.

"Just you wait!"

William stared deeply at her, then suddenly threw away the Game handles and ran out. halfway there, he suddenly pulled her up from the ground and said, "Let me carry you first!"

Alice's entire person was lifted up by him, like a little child being lifted up by a parent, her legs leaving the ground.

She lowered her gaze, only to see that there was joy in William's eyes, and his handsome face became even more enchanting with his smile, "Alice, you win! Even when N.E. sold to the top of the world, I wasn't like this excited!

Alice looked at him silently.

After a while, William put her down and kissed her cheeks forcefully. "I'll go get a doctor!"

With that, William ran out.

William was obviously too happy, he was so happy that he almost forgot that there was still a phone in the world, he actually went and called a doctor there.

Alice rubbed her face, staring at the direction he left.

She smiled. Why he so happy like that? In this world, there was actually someone who was happy because of her smile ...

In a bright resting room in Imperial Castle, Alice was brought in by Daniel and sat down on a chair in the center. A few doctors dressed in casual clothes sat in front of a table, they all stared at her.

It formed the image of the Triads.

Alice turned her head and saw William standing beside her, staring at her with lowered eyes.

Seeing William's handsome face, Alice felt a lot more at ease.

It was strange that even she couldn't let herself feel at ease, but looking at William, her heart felt inexplicably calm.

"Miss Clyne, relax. We were just casually chatting."

A therapist walked over from the front of the table, smiling as he knelt on one knee in front of Alice and half-squatted while talking to her.

Before he could squat to steady himself, William kicked him away unhappily, "Why are you kneeling, proposing to her?"

F*ck.

Kneel before his woman.

The therapist was kicked to the ground, holding onto his aching shoulder as he stood up, wanting to cry but have no tears. "Mr. Cullen, this is only to ease Miss Clyne's defense line against me."

This was common knowledge in psychology.

He was beside her, and she was less wary of him.

"Sit on the ground!"

William ordered coldly.

"Oh." He looked at Alice's wooden face and said, "Miss Clyne, you seem to have calmed down a lot."

Compared to the first time he met Alice, her eyes were empty and her body was tense as though she was ready to escape at any time.

Alice looked at him silently.

"In fact, many people have psychological barriers. That's not scary, but the important thing is to slowly overcome the obstacles in the past. Clearly, you have done very well." The therapist sat on the floor and praised her, "Miss Clyne, can I give you a test?"

Before she could say anything, William said unhappily, "She's not even opening her mouth, what the hell are you doing!?"

"It's alright, it's fine if Miss Clyne doesn't want to speak, and it's fine if she wins, and it's fine if she doesn't want to blink. You just need to listen seriously."

The psychiatrist said with a smile.

"Then let's begin."

William pulled over a chair and sat beside Alice, holding hers tightly.

Alice sat there silently. Why did he suddenly give her a test?

What could the test prove?

The psychiatrist picked up a stack of documents and looked back. The other two psychiatrists pointed the cameras on the table in the direction of Alice.

"Miss Clyne, look, the sunlight today is very good. I don't know why, but a few birds came from the forest, what do you think they are? Magpie? Hawk?" The therapist asked while observing Alice's face.

Alice sat there, her lips moving but she was still unable to open her mouth.

For some reason, she felt that her lips were very heavy, as if something was pressing against them. She was unable to say a single word.

The therapist did not force her. He asked one question after another and even took out stacks after stacks of Draw to let her point at the colors on the painting Alice did not move or point. She just sat there.

William held her hand tightly, her ten fingers interlocked, and the temperature of his fingers was very warm.

"Well, we're going across the river, and now we're going to the fields, and there's a lot of little animals running around in the fields, and guess which one is the best? Squirrel? Mouse? Wolf dog? Little White Rabbit?"

The psychiatrist seemed to take her on a journey through the mountains and rivers, throwing questions at her nonstop.

Alice did not answer.

She wondered what answer she could get if she did not cooperate.

...

"Wow, wait, there are a lot of people coming! You're an enemy tribe, you might be a cannibal!" cried the psychiatrist in an exaggerated tone.

So many people.

Alice couldn't help but clench William's hand tightly, until his fingers turned white.

William looked at her deeply, staring at her slightly pale expression. "What should we do? "What should we do?" The psychiatrist observed her expression and said nervously, "Ah, someone has come to save you. I can't see who it is. Prince Charming? Superman? No, it doesn't seem to be. Was it the Steward Daniel? is it William?"

Alice sat there without a word, listening silently.

Hearing that, William kicked the therapist again, his face looked uneasy, "You just take the test, what's the point of mentioning my name?"

His name could even do a psychological test?

"Mr. Cullen" once again crawled up from the ground, and wanted to cry but had no tears. "Please don't interrupt me."

If this continued, how would he be able to take the test?

Alice sat there and looked at the therapist's pitiful expression. She felt it was kind of funny, but she didn't laugh.

"Then continue!"

William frowned and asked him to continue.

The problems of the psychiatrists were being thrown out one by one, more and more, more and more. It was as if the whole process was a one-man show.

Alice had completely communicated with the other party.

Finally, all the questions had been answered. Daniel walked over and lowered his head to Alice: "Miss Clyne, do you want to go back to your room to rest?"

Alice looked at him silently. She understood that they would not let her know about their next conversation, so she stood up and left.

Just as she took a step forward, she was pulled down by William. William pulled her down and fiercely kissed her on the lips, "Go and rest, I'll accompany you to eat later."

Alice looked at him silently. Without making a sound, she turned around and left with Daniel.

Alice and Daniel walked out, and Daniel closed the door.

In the huge resting hall, only William and the three therapists were left. William sat on the chair in the middle and looked at them coldly.

The three psychiatrists looked back at the answers in their notebooks, discussing them from time to time.

William lowered his eyes to look at the time on his watch, and said impatiently. Who will give me an answer!"

Hearing William's voice, the three therapists looked at each other with trepidation, then one of them stood out and said, "Mr. Cullen, according to our observations today, Miss Clyne has indeed improved a lot from the beginning. At the very least, she is willing to listen to us now, this is all thanks to Mr. Cullen.". Hearing this, William raised his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth hooked up proudly, "Of course, if it's not me, could I still rely on you?" A bunch of psychiatrists who only know how to talk.

"Yes, yes, yes. Mr. Cullen is wise and farsighted." The psychiatrist hurriedly nodded and continued, "Previously, the Miss Mary not listen to any sound, so we could not do a systematic analysis. We did it today."