Chapter 374

"Alice! You're not coming over, are you? Fine! I'll find you now! I want to see where you can run to!" William said loudly in displeasure.

"I'm already in the hospital."

Alice said indifferently. Her eyes were no longer filled with hesitation, but determination.

"Really?" William's tone instantly changed into wild joy, then suppressed it, he cleared his throat and said, "Then why haven't I seen you, are you in the elevator?"

There were other sounds, like the sound of someone jumping off a bed.

It was very loud.

A patient jumping off bed?

'Tm in the hospital garden. Come over here, just by yourself, okay?"

Alice said calmly.

Today, she had to explain everything to William clearly.

He had once tried to pull her away from this abyss, but now, he regretted it. Now, she was trying to pull him away.

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

In less than five minutes, William was standing in front of her.

The white gauze covering his forehead had been removed. His face looked better than it was two days ago, other than a wound, there was not a single blemish on his face.

He stood there, his dark eyes were fixed on her, a fruit basket was in his hand.

Alice was stunned.

Didn't she throw away the fruit basket?

"You bought it?"

William asked as he looked down at her. His black eyes were dark, and there was a hint of satisfaction in them.

She actually came with a gift.

This woman made some improvement.

Alice hesitated for a second before nodding, "I bought it."

"Then why not bring it in? but put it on top of the dustbin, you know it's too ugly?" William coldly snorted and sat down next to her. He tore off the wrapping on top of it and used his two hands to take out the fruits inside one by one, then placed them back.

He had his own set of rules for placing fruits.

Sure enough, his paranoid personality disorder had not been cured.

Alice sat there, she quietly stared at the man in front of her.

He deserved better.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

Hearing that, William raised his eyes and looked at her, "Isn't it a little late to ask now? My injuries are almost healed."

It was just a few stitches, with the best medical skills, it wouldn't even leave a scar.

'Tm not asking about this injury."

Alice said lightly.

William stared at her. Alice pointed at his body and said slowly, "I'm talking about this, the injuries caused by your father hitting you and your self-mutilation."

William held a peach, and upon hearing this, his eyebrows twitched, and he angrily bellowed: "Who told you, that old man Daniel?"

"I just know." Alice stared at him, "Where's the wou "It's healed."

William said.

Alice took the initiative to sit down, reached out her hand and ruthlessly pulled William's collar. A button fell on the ground.

William was caught off guard.

She had torn off a part of his collar, and she could clearly see that there was a deep scar on the skin below his collarbone. It was a scar that hadn't healed in three months, and it was still clear.

One could imagine how heavy it was to hit him.

William stared at her, trying to reach out to take her hand off, but her fingers were grabbing his collar, her fingernails touched his skin, as though she was trying to prick his heart.

He suddenly couldn't bear to part from her.

When Alice saw the scar, she suddenly became timid. She did not dare to pull down any further, nor did she dare to look at other scars on his body.

Her hand slowly fell.

William really wanted to grab her hand back. Thinking that there would still be more time in the future, he gave up.

"Does it hurt?" she asked, her voice became sobbing.

"It doesn't hurt. It feels really good when I'm injured!"

Alice stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

William stared at her face and said, "You don't believe me? When I couldn't find you, even I couldn't stand myself. Being beaten up would make me feel better."

"William!"

Who would have such thoughts?

William looked at her, gazed at her, continued to lay down the fruit in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Alice, in the half a year that I searched for you, I was about to go crazy from searching."

Alice sat on the bench and looked at his handsome face quietly. Her eyes were slightly red, "Sorry, I know nothing."

She doesn't know anything.

She only knew to hate him, to hate the Cullen Family.

"You don't have to say sorry to me. I've said it before, I will do anything for you!" William stared at her, and suddenly revealed a wild smile on his face, "Look!"

Alice lowered her gaze, only to see that the fruit basket had already been set up to the point where it was extremely beautiful.

"It really did look much better."

Alice smiled.

"Then let's go!" William stared at her and stood up, stretching his hand out to hold hers, "Go and cook for me, I want the simplest and fastest dish!"

He had not eaten her food for a long time.

He was starved.

Alice did not shake him off, but she did not stand up either.

She just sat there on the white bench, pulled forward by him, her hand was clasped in his.

William lowered his head and looked at her, only to find that she was sad.

William stood there, staring at her. In that instant, he suddenly understood something.

His hand tightened around her.

Alice sat there, her lips moved, and said slowly, "William, I've carefully considered it."

"If you want to say something I don't like to hear, then don't say it! Otherwise, I will strangle you to death!"

Let's not get back together." Alice said in the end, and her tone was calm.

"Bam."

The sound of something heavy landing on the ground.

The fruit basket fell from William's hands and heavily crashed onto the ground.

All kinds of fruits were laid on the ground.

Alice lowered her head and stared at the fruits that were rolling around in a daze, and retracted her hand.

William clenched his fist tightly, "Alice, do you still hate me? What do you want me to do to dispel the hatred in your heart?"

That half a year was his fault. He couldn't find her.

She should hate him.

But she had to give him a chance to change all of this.

"I thought about it." Alice slowly raised her face, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "Actually, in this long period of time, the war between us has also happened, and we have all been through it together. William, we must admit one fact, and that is, we truly don't fit."

What was between them was not love, but a desire.

"You still hate me!"

William glared at her, and suddenly squatted down, his hand was tightly holding hers as he impatiently said, "I admit, I'm useless. I was not able to find you for half a year! Then just hit me, and beat me up. What do you think?"

A beating?

He didn't know what he was talking about.

"William, stand up." Alice pulled him up.

She did not have the strength to pull William.

William was still squatting there, staring at her, his slender fingers tightly gripped her slender wrist, "Come home with me! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

His tone grew more domineering.

"William, don't be like this, okay?" Alice said helplessly, "It's not about whether I hate you or not, it's just that we are really unsuitable for each other." "What's wrong with us?" William suddenly stood up and roared, "Alice! I've been looking for you for half a year, and I left N.E. behind! No matter what, I spent a lot of money and manpower just to hear you say that?"

His voice was loud.

The old man who was practicing Tai Chi in the pavilion not far away threw him a curious look and then silently left.

"William, lower your voice." Alice said as she stood up.

There was a patient looking in their direction, and Alice immediately pulled him towards the pavilion. The pavilion was covered with vines and was relatively speaking, a concealed space.

Her footsteps were hurried, afraid that someone would notice. Her shoes stepped on a small cherry tomato.

The nymph fruit was stomped into the ground.

William looked at it with a dark expression. He felt that the kick had landed on his chest, and was extremely painful.

Alice pulled William into the pavilion, and the sunlight shone through the green vines and onto the two. She looked at William's ugly expression and said, "William "Tell me, what's wrong with us? If you can't list ten reasons, then we are good!" William interrupted her and said harshly.

Ten?

She could list twenty.

"Then once I've listed them, can you admit that we do not fit?" Alice looked at him and asked.

William did not say a word.

"Alright, I'll speak." Alice took a step back, and leaned against the pillar. "First, our personalities don't fit, and when we're together, we often argue over different points of view."

"You dislike me?"

William stared at her as he said that, his expression was ashen, a hint of inferiority appeared.

He thought she despised his paranoid personality disorder.

But he refused to accept treatment for her sake. He couldn't allow himself to love her one bit less!

"No, personality discord is never a person's problem." Alice said softly, the green leaves of the vine flapped in the wind.