My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 894

When she thought about Lancaster, Alice felt a headache. Thinking about the things that William had been insisting on along the way, she could not help but say, "Eric, I'm really worried about William."

"Mr. Cullen is safe and healthy."

Eric stopped broadcasting news and comforted her.

"It's not like that."

Alice sighed softly.

"Master, what are you worried about?"

Alice cut the tomato in her hand and placed it on a plate, "I'm worried that he is just pretending to be fine in front of me. He looks like that he got everything under control. But I'm afraid that's not true, he may just don't want to make me worry about him."

Back to the old house, William just focused on talking things in the past with her. It seemed as if he did not take Lancaster into account, but perhaps, he only hid it in his heart and did not want to reveal his worry to her.

If so, she was really worried.

She didn't know how to deal with it or how to help William.

"There is nothing Mr. Cullen can't do," Eric said, recognizing Alice's emotions by scanning her face.

Alice laughed bitterly and looked at Eric, "Previously, I thought that it was not a good thing for you to have your own consciousness, but now I hope you will be like that. You are better than me, maybe you can help William."

"Master, you just overestimate me, and please don't worry."

Eric lowered his head and continued to help Alice handle raw ingredients.

Alice didn't say anything and just cooked. But she kept considering one thing, how could she help William?

After cooking five dishes and two soups, Alice and Eric took them out to place on the table. When they walked out, they saw some bodyguards pushing a clothes rack in.

On the clothes rack there were many clothes, dresses, and school uniforms. The school uniform looked familiar to Alice. Well, wasn't that her junior high school uniform? It was made in the form of sportswear. But the school uniform on the hanger was a lot bigger.

"What is this?"

Alice asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Cullen told us to prepare these. They were just shipped here from the clothing store."

The bodyguards bowed their heads to Alice and turned to leave.

Alice touched the green and white uniform in surprise, then turned to look for William. William walked out of Patrick's room, he glanced at the clothes rack and said, "Eat."

"What's going on?"

Alice pointed to the school uniform and asked.

William looked at the uniform, "Your school uniform is really ugly."

"That's not what I'm asking." Alice was speechless. She pointed to the clothes, "Why do these clothes just look like what I wore when I was Child? Why did you make those larger school uniforms? What do you want to do?"

The more Alice looked at the clothes, the more familiar she felt.

"I took all the clothes in your closet and ask people to make the bigger size one based on them. The clothes were available now. It's fast, good." William said casually, and glanced at the clothes again, "But they are too out of style."

It's been a long time. Of course they would be out of style.

She looked at him. "What on earth do you want to do?"

William walked to the dining table, took off his coat, and placed it on the back of his chair. Lazily sitting down, he reached out and untied the cuff buckle s on his shirt, then looked at her with his black eyes. He touched his chin with his finger, saying word by word, "I just want to tell you, you can come back to whatever time you want, including the childhood."

Such an arrogant tone.

Alice was surprised. Looking at the enlarged clothes, she suddenly understood. So just because of what she said to him on the way back, William did what he did now, hoping to help her go back to her childhood, and be the Alice in that time?

However, even if she could go back, other people couldn't. That was nonsense!

As if knowing what she was thinking, William's voice sounded out, "However, this time, I'm the only one who can spend childhood with you. There was no Patrick!"

Alice looked at him speechlessly. How could he have the time to think about such things? Wasn't Lancaster enough to trouble him? How could he still want to help her go back to childhood?

But if this would please him, she was willing to cooperate.

Thinking like that, Alice walked towards him, and sat on his left side, "Then what role do you play?"

"A foster child."

William had already found a good role for himself.

"What? Are you going to play Patrick?"

Alice asked in astonishment.

"Who wants to act that blind man!" William glared at her in displeasure, his expression turning gloomy fast. "I'm the foster child William. You have to take care of me too."

"I already took care of you for your three meals."

She was already like a cook. Wasn't that enough?

"You have to take care of me like taking care of Patrick! Understand?" William arrogantly said. He turned to Eric at the side, "Take all of these dishes away and keep them hot. I'll ask you to bring them later."

"Alright, Mr. Cullen."

Eric did as he was told.

"Why? Don't you want to eat first?" Alice looked at him blankly. William pointed to the clothes on the clothes rack, "Go and wear your school uniform."

"Changing clothes again?"

Alice pursed her lips. Last time she dressed as a secretary, and now she had to be a junior high student. Wasn't she too far from a student for her age? Anyone who didn't know would think she was mad.

"Don't you want to go back to your childhood?" William glanced at her, displeasure gathering in his eyes. "So what? Patrick can see you wearing that, while I can't?"

"That's because people all dressed like that at that time, not because Patrick, and Patrick couldn't see things OK?"

Anyway, Patrick was still blind back at that time.