My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 796

- David finally put everything down

Thinking of this, David ignored the wounds on his body and crazily ran forward. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and even though he was wearing a mask, the wind still poured in, causing him to cough a few times.

He rushed out of the hospital and looked around. Other than the Cullen Family's bodyguards, and there was no one else.

The parking lot in front of him was also empty. A black sedan was making a turn to head out.

"Lambert!"

David's eyes widened in shock. Disregarding everything else, he rushed over and slapped the window hard. "Lambert! "Lambert!"

The car window was slowly lowered.

There was only one driver of Cullen Family inside, and the driver respectfully bowed to him, "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master ordered me to prepare some clothes for you. Is there anything you need?"

It wasn't Loyal.

David was startled. He took a step back and shook his head, his eyes dark, "Nothing, you can go."

"Yes, Eldest Young Master."

The driver drove away.

David stood there, looking at the empty space, and only then did he realize what he was doing, and he rushed out just like that. He did not even think about it.

Lambert should have already left.

There was no farewell.

He probably hated Lambert from the bottom of his heart, so naturally, he should hate him. He had said everything he wanted to say to Lambert.

David hated himself, and he clenched his fists tightly. He truly hated himself.

He had never been willing to admit his true feelings, and had only loved to evade. The burden of carrying the family's weight was too heavy If he did not say it, he would feign death and evade;

David, is there any meaning in living like this?

It was meaningless.

Really boring.

"David?"

A puzzled voice sounded not far from him.

David turned his head in shock and disbelief as he looked towards the green lawn. Lambert was standing there pulling his luggage, and behind him was a circle of forest.

The sun was shining on every blade of grass.

Lambert looked at him and furrowed his brows. "Why did you come out just like that?" Do you know how much injury you have received this time?"

David stood there, staring blankly at him with his slightly grey eyes. In that moment, David suddenly felt relieved.

He wasn't sure why he put it down.

"You're still not going back?"

he asked, reproachfully, as he approached him.

"I'm not looking down on you." David then said, his eyes looking at Lambert's face in the sunlight, and he quickly said, "I have always regarded you as my good friend, my brother! I especially cherish your friend, so I chose to play dumb. I treated those words as what you said after you got drunk!"

Lambert stood there, stopped in his tracks, and looked at him in astonishment.

David walked up the lawn step by step and stood in front of Lambert. With a pair of serious eyes, he said, "I'm telling the truth, Lambert! "Thank you!"

Lambert looked at him, unable to say a word.

David was also looking at him as bird cries came from the forest. Suddenly, David laughed, and both of his hands were in the pockets of his dark overcoat, and laughed. "So that's the feeling of telling truth, and I feel really relaxed now."

All these years, he had never known that confessing the most straightforward feeling was this kind of feeling. So, it turned out to be this easy.

After living for over thirty years, he finally understood.

Lambert looked at him in astonishment. There was a distinct smile in his eyes. That smile was something that Lambert had never seen in his many years of life.

A few seconds later, Lambert also smiled. The coldness on his face was completely overshadowed by his smile. He turned around and looked towards a big tree not far away. "You're willing to speak the truth now. Not bad, not bad at all!"

"What about your truth?"

David looked at him and asked.

Lambert stood there and didn't even turn his head to look at David. Instead, he faced the tree and continued, "David, who do you think you are? What right do you have to look down on me? Weren't you born into a noble family? Isn't this a bit too high-class?

Hearing that, David laughed, and imitated him as he spoke to the tree: "I only know how to reincarnate because I have the ability, and if you have the ability then you can enter Cullen Family."

"And the truth?"

Lambert glanced at him.

"OK." David laughed as he shook his head, then walked in front of the tree, stared at the big tree, and said word by word, "Actually, I especially hate the fact that I was born in the Cullen Family. Why should I do things I don't like to do? Why should that be my responsibility? Whoever wanted this title wanted it! I, David, fucking care about everything, I just don't care about it!"

He looked at him, and they smiled at each other.

As if he had finally found a way out, and the more David spoke, the more Lambert accompanied him as he told the truth to the tree, "David, you bastard! You dare to play dumb with me, and do you know how embarrassed I am? If it were before, I would give you a shot at any moment so that you can die without even knowing how."

They didn't seem like mature adults. The two of them were more like teenagers, enjoying themselves playing against a big tree.

The two of them spoke to each other about their most honest feelings.