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My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 901

After William finished speaking, he took the cup and walked into the bathroom. He washed the milk cup and returned, then sat opposite to her, placed the cup on the table, opened the milk powder jar, poured three teaspoons of milk powder and added some hot water.

His long, well- defined fingers were stirring with a thin spoon. These movements were particularly pleasing to the eye.

He knew how many teaspoons of powdered milk she drank every day.

After William finished stirring it up, he took another sip before pushing the cup towards her, "Here you go."

Alice looked at the circle of white on his thin lip and could not help but say, "This is milk powder used by pregnant women."

He drank a few mouthfuls in succession.

"So?"

William raised his eyebrows.

"You really are very nice to me." Alice said indifferently, he wanted to squeeze out a smile but was unable to do so, "Don't bother anymore, let's go back and quietly wait for the baby to be born okay?"

Don't waste any more time on this.

She was upset, and she was sure that he was not well either.

"Drink the milk."

William stared at her and said with a domineering tone.

She drank it all. Warm milk ran down her throat and she drank it clean. William reached his hand across the small table and touched his thumb across her lips, wiping off the remaining milk stains on her lips, then placed his fingertip on the corner of her lips.

Alice sat there without moving, she only watched him quietly and asked, "Is that alright?"

Hearing this, William slowly retracted his hand and stared at her with his black eyes, "Alice, you know how I treat you. I can do anything for you."

"I know."

Alice nodded. She vaguely knew what William would say next, but she seemed to be so lost that she didn't know anything.

"But I'm good to you. I also want you to be good to me."

William lazily sat there, his tone tyrannical to the extreme.

"What do you want me to do?"

Alice asked.

"Be good."

William said, his words were sharp.

Alice sat there silently, watching as he fell into silence. His only request towards her was to listen to him, he wanted her to listen to him on everything.

"I'm going to do something that will make you unhappy, but you can't be." William stared at her face and studied her expression.

Hearing this, Alice did not know whether to laugh or cry, "William, don't you think that your words are contradictory?"

He knew that what he was about to do would not make her happy, but he would not let her feel sad.

So domineering.

"For me, for the child in your womb, you must do it."

William said word by word, he was extremely powerful, there was no room for negotiation.

"Do you have to force me like this?" Alice asked. He clearly knew that she was only remaining to indulge him, yet he still said such a thing.

"Even if I force you, what about your answer?"

William asked.

He admitted so frankly that he wanted her to face up to everything he did, even if nothing was what she liked.

What else could she say?

Alice looked down at the empty cup, and nodded stiffly after a long while, "I'll do as you say, William. I can also not ask you what you want to do, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What?"

William asked.

"You have to accompany me to dive." Alice looked at him and said.

She could bear the lost of not looking at the snow, but she wanted to see the world at the bottom of the sea.

William stared straight at her face, suddenly opening his arms towards her, his voice was low and magnetic, "Come here, give me a hug."

Alice stood up and walked towards him, being pushed onto his lap, her chin was quickly held up by him, he stared down at her, slowly lowering his head, the thin lip gently brushed past her soft ones, "Alice, do you know that you are getting smarter."

Right now, she still couldn't dive into the sea. She had to wait for her baby to give birth and her body recover. She had to wait for him to decide.

She was clearly asking for an eternal promise from him.

"Following President Cullen doesn't mean you can always be a fool, do you?"

Alice's voice was lowered, and she could feel William's warm breath on her face. That kind of feeling was too intimate, close to the point where it felt like they would never be able to separate.

"Right now, I'd rather you were stupid."

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