Suddenly, he reached out and slowly pressed his hand to his chest. Then, he raised his hand. His finger was clean, without a single trace of blood.
Strange.
How could it be so painful if he wasn't hurt?
William was still lying on the massage chair, with glass fragments all over the floor.
Suddenly, William opened his eyes and stared straight ahead with his black eyes. He got up from the massage chair and walked out.
A servant bowed his head: "Young master."
William did not care about it, he pressed on the elevator and walked towards the first floor. The elevator door slowly opened in front of him, and William walked towards the kitchen.
"Hello, Young Master."
The chef and servants in the kitchen were preparing the ingredients. Seeing William suddenly come in, they all stood up and lowered their heads.
William acted as if he couldn't see them at all, stepping forward to open the refrigerator, he took out something from inside, smelled it once, then threw it away.
A moment later, the contents of the fridge were empty.
The chef and the servants looked at each other. None of them understood what William was trying to do.
William walked to the thermostat at the side and opened it. Usually, he would leave the dishes that Alice did not have time to eat at all in this place.
Not really.
It was empty.
William glared at the thermostat, then turned and opened a row of glass cabinets. He started rummaging through them.
There was a fresh row of bread and cakes in the cupboard.
William took out a box from inside and opened it.
It doesn't taste like this.
William immediately threw away the bread along with the box, then went to open the other box, smelled it, and then threw it away.
The floor of the kitchen was quickly turned into a mess.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" Daniel rushed over from outside. He tiptoed over to William's side and looked at him worriedly.
"Where is the cake Alice made? The cake she made was not always there. Who stole it? "
William bellowed in anger, and continued to rummage through the cupboard for cake boxes, smelled them once, and then threw them away, repeating the same action over and over again.
It wasn't made by Alice.
"A cake made by the Miss Clyne?" Daniel was startled, "Miss Clyne has not made cake for almost a week."
Hadn't the young master changed to eat the food made by Miss Mona?
"Impossible!" Alice has never stopped making things for me!"
William glared at him fiercely, and before he could even find the cake Alice made after flipping through all the things in the cabinet, he immediately got angry. He rushed in front of the chefs and grabbed onto one of the chefs, gripping his collar tightly with both of his hands, "Speak! Did you steal Alice's cake? "
"I didn't, young master." The cook was too frightened to speak properly.
"Impossible!" There's no shortage of cakes there, is there not you? Or you? You stole it? " William grabbed onto another chef fat head and stared at him sinisterly with his black eyes. The craziness in his eyes was as if he was about to kill someone, "You dare to steal my food? You're not giving up your life!"
With that, William smashed his fist into the man's stomach. It was a suicidal move.
Daniel stood at the side in shock, watching, no matter how angry the young master was in the past, he would never let out his anger, what was going on today?
"Mr. Cullen?"
Mona also came over after hearing the news. She stood at the entrance of the kitchen and listened for a while, then immediately went forward to hold William's hand. Her blue eyes looked at him worriedly: "Mr. Cullen, don't be like this.
"Scram!"
William pushed Mona away, and glared at her, "Scram!"
She reacted very quickly and was not angry. She said to William gently, "Mr. Cullen, I know that you are not in a good mood right now, but you have to know that you and Alice have already broken up with you."
Hearing this, William's black eyes froze.
Break up.
It had already broken up with him. Yes, he was the one who chased her away, Alice.
"Mr. Cullen, you just can't change your habits at the moment, it doesn't matter. You've been eating since I made your food last week, aren't you used to it?" Mona patiently said, "You just need to nurture a new habit."
William glared at her sinisterly.
"Mr. Cullen, it's useless for you to throw things around here. I know that you have to acknowledge my expertise." Mona said, her beautiful blue eyes staring at William's handsome face, "I will help you, once I cure your disease, you won't be in so much pain, trust me, okay?"
No pain.
These two words were extremely tempting to William as he stared at Mona. The hostility in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he walked out, "Prepare lunch for me!"
He was hungry.
When he was hungry, he would crazily miss Alice. However, he knew clearly that he couldn't be this crazy, he definitely couldn't be this crazy.
Hearing that, Mona's face revealed a smile, "Okay, Mr. Cullen, I will make it for you right away."
Mona immediately rushed to the front of flow table, cast a sidelong glance at the wolf cub on the ground and frowned, then spoke like she was his mistress, "Daniel, ask them to clean this place up."
"Yes, Miss Mona."
Daniel nodded respectfully, his old and handsome face still showing signs of confusion.
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