- If Holy is in danger too
Alice stared at him.
Their eyes met.
It was clearly a small villa, but when it was just the two of them left, it became exceptionally empty.
William pressed a hand on her shoulder, and coiled a strand of black hair around the tip of his finger. He raised his hand, and the flank of his finger caressed her face twice, "Alice, a few years ago, our house was shattered into pieces. Our child is at one side, I at the other, and you at the other. After a few years, we are together. That's enough. Could it be that it will be even worse than those years?"
Alice looked at William in a daze. Yes, they were much better than they were a few years ago. At least, she could see Holy when she wanted to.
"Isn't it?"
William asked.
Alice lowered her head, and said with a low voice, "That's right, compared to that time, we’re happy right now."
"Then don't cry over such a small matter. Leave it all to me!" William said with an extremely arrogant tone, "With your man here, what can't I settle for you?"
Alice looked up at him. But before she could speak, William said, "I know you hate my way of handling affairs, but I don't want to put you in a low position. I want to protect you."
He couldn't agree with the way she teaching Holy, but he couldn't agree with her lowering her head to please a little child either.
After knowing her for so many years, regardless of who the one was, he would always place her in the palm of his hand.
His tone was a bit awkward ...
His eyes were so deep that they almost covered her up, making her unable to find herself.
"I didn't hate you. I just thought you were too tired." Alice said softly and pulled his hands down, holding them firmly in her hand, "William, you are my strongest safe haven, but you also have times to rest, don't you? I’ II mend the relationship between Holy and me by myself.
This was between her and Holy, and she had to do it.
"You dislike me?"
William said in dissatisfaction. Was what he had said all this for nothing?
"That's not what I meant." Alice said, "You can't always protect me and help me block all the matters. If there comes a day that you need me to protect you, I'll even forget how to do it."
A man used to being protected is too weak.
"I don't need your protection."
William coldly snorted.
"Are you going to be too full of yourself?" Alice couldn't help but ask. He always regarded him as unrivalled and overly conceited.
"Don't worry about me. Even if one day I'm in danger, you're not allowed to come and save me!"
William said tyrannically.
"Why?"
Alice did not understand.
"Didn't you say that you forgot how to protect people? Then you don't need to protect me!" William said.
So it was him who despised her.
William gazed at her lonely face for a long time, before finally saying, "Alice."
"Hmm?"
Alice looked at him.
"Actually, what you're doing now is very good. It's better if you're a bit weaker." William approached her white face and pushed her hair back," If you are a little weaker, then it means that I could protect you well. I do not need to make a choice like how I used to be in the past, as to sacrifice something to take care of me, like our son."
Hearing that, Alice looked at the face that was right in front of her eyes, and her gaze darkened.
Because of that choice, Holy hated her,
"I don't want to talk about this, but when I think about it, I want to scold you. Is there a hole in your brain? Why are you doing this behind my back! What do you have to bear? Have I allowed you to do that? " William's face immediately changed as he glared fiercely at her, wishing that he could cause a hole in her.
Alice lowered her gaze, but before she could say anything, William asked again coldly,
"If there's another chance now, would you still do that?"
Would she choose to give up fighting for her son just for him?
Hearing this, Alice's gaze froze, a hint of guilt flashed past her eyes. William thought that she was regretting it and her face immediately turned ashen. "You ..."
"I really had no choice at the time."
At that time, she had no choice in that matter.
Alice looked at William and said with a little hoarse. This was her deepest and most hidden scar, "At that time, you really could not be provoked, but Holy was safe and healthy in Cullen Family. I chose to fight for Holy, so it was equivalent to pushing you into the abyss.”
She really couldn't do it.
At that time, she could only choose to abandon her son. This was a debt that she would never be able to make up to Holy, but she could only do it again.
It wasn't a choice, it could only be done that way.
William went silent. He looked at her, and then suddenly leaned back with one hand casually resting on the back of the sofa, the other loosening his collar. He let out a low laugh.
Alice turned and looked at him. She could not understand the curve of his lips, nor did she understand what he meant.
William chuckled, stared at her face and said, "Jealousy with our son is too childish, but why am I so happy?"
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