My Lord, My Billionaire Master

William was riddled with scars.

"Holy, run!"

Alice had thought of all the methods she could think of, but she really couldn't face this crazy man again. She shouted loudly, turned around and ran away with Holy.

This time, Holy did not hesitate and followed her.

The moon was behind the clouds, and the light was fading.

The two figures ran into the forest, running forward recklessly.

"My watch has a location, the Grandpa Daniel will come to save you."

Holy finally spoke to Alice.

"Quickly, run."

Alice did not bother to speak anymore. She pulled Holy along as they ran, both of their feet stepping on countless branches.

The road in the woods was not visible at all.

The two of them ran without any direction.

"Bam."

Holy's leg tripped and his tiny body fell to the ground in an instant. His hands were scratched until they were bleeding.

Their hands were cold.

But this movement caused Alice's eyes to feel a little warm. She didn't ask him if he hurt, and it was a waste of energy to say even one more word at this time.

They had done their best, but Lang had caught up.

In this forest, in this Flower Sea channel, no one could be more familiar with this place than Lang. Even with his eyes closed, he was familiar with everything here.

He easily caught up with her, pressing one hand on her head while the other hand grabbed Alice's arm from behind.

Alice let go of Holy's hand and fiercely pushed Lang away. Lang was pushed a step back and crashed into a tree. Alice reflexively rushed in front of Holy and blocked the attack.

She must let Holy run out.

There was no sound from the forest. She did not need to turn around to know that Holy had stopped moving.

"You want to run away here? None of you will be able to!"

Alice continued to stand in front of Holy, blocking her path: "Run, Holy; consider this your mother's begging, quickly run! Run!"

In the darkness of the night, a young but firm voice came from behind her. "We have to run together."

After that "I would rather you never give birth to me", Holy actually said such a thing.

Alice's expression froze, she was not unmoved at all. Gritting her teeth, she said, "If you follow me, it will only implicate me. Let's split up and run, you first!"

Holy still stood there, unmoving.

Maybe he was really like what William had said. He was stupid when he was smart, and smart again when he shouldn't, and this time, he also understood that Alice was lying.

If he escaped, she would be beaten to a pulp like William.

No.

Even if Alice didn't like him, she couldn't.

Seeing that Holy did not move, Lang sneered, "Your son is tired from running. I'll catch him first!"

If you capture Holy, this woman will naturally obey.

Lang said as he forcefully pushed Alice who was in her way away. Alice rushed forward to hug Lang without a care for everything else; her eyes looked towards Lang under the night sky and she shouted, "Run! The farther the better!"

"Scram!"

Lang fretfully pulled Alice's hand away and threw her up into the tree. Alice crashed into the tree with insufficient strength and used her hand to cover her stomach.

There's an unformed child here.

Sorry, baby.

Alice said in her heart, then once again rushed to Lang's side, tenaciously dragging him down, "Holly, run, run!"

You must be obedient, Holy.

Please.

"You really are..."

Lang glared at Alice with his eyes lowered, impatiently lifting his leg to kick her. Suddenly, she felt pain from his body, and when he turned around, she saw Holy standing in front of him, with a tree trunk in his hand. She stared at him with a young face, "Go away! Don't hit me. Go away!"

Speaking of fighting and cursing, Holy was still weak.

Lang retracted his leg and kicked towards Holy, but Alice rushed over and threw Holy onto the ground without a care in the world, and got a heavy kick on her back.

"Ugh."

She cried out from the pain, and the pain from her lower abdomen caused her eyes to become wet. Alice protected Holy with her body, and her voice became hoarse, "Why didn't you run?"

Holy, who was beneath her, looked at her in a daze, "Why did you save me? You're pregnant with a baby."

He thought that Kathy and the baby would both be her favorites, except for him.

He knew that grown-ups can hurt babies.

Lang stood at the side and lowered his body, wanting to pull Alice to the side. Alice hugged Holy tightly, lowered her head and whispered into his ear, "The baby hasn't been formed yet; he won't hurt.

Really, it doesn't matter.

Holy stared at her.

Alice straightened her body under the force of Lang's tear, and lowered her eyes

to meet Holy's gaze. "Holy, run."

After she finished speaking, Alice rushed out towards Lang.

Holy watched her slim body collide into Lang, forcing him to retreat. At that

moment, he suddenly felt an unprecedented panic.

He was afraid that she was dead, and he was afraid that the baby was dead.

No.

Those who can't, can't die, can't die.

Holy once again grabbed a tree branch and smashed it onto Lang's body. Lang was disgusted to attack him, so Alice didn't hesitate to block all of Holy's attacks for him again and again, blocking all of his injuries.

Pain spread throughout Alice's body. She could not tell where the pain was, and she only knew that she had to protect Holy.

She had to protect him.

Lang suddenly grabbed the tree trunk in Holy's hands and smashed it towards them. Alice hugged William and placed her back in front of Lang.

"Bam."

Suddenly, a loud sound was heard.

In response, a bright light shone into the woods, lighting up the whole forest as if it

was daytime. It was so bright that Lang could not help but reach out his hand to cover his eyes.

Soon after, countless footsteps could be heard.

Lang turned nervously, only to see a group of people running in from two different directions, surrounding them. Then, a silver-haired old man walked in with a frown on his face.

Soon, a familiar figure walked in.

It was him.

Lang stood there, the stick falling from his hand. He was a bit dejected. Heh, it had all failed, all failed.

Alice leaned weakly against the tree, tightly hugging Holy; she raised her eyes and looked ahead.

It was William.

William was still wearing the same clothes and was riddled with wounds. A scar on

his body revealed a bright red color, which was extremely glaring under the strong

light.

William walked in step by step from the outside. Every step was strenuous, and a few steps were even shaky. He still had to go and support the trees beside him.

Alice looked at the familiar figure and realized that she had used up all of her strength in that instant.

It was good that he was here.

She hugged Holy, her voice hoarse to the extreme. "It's alright; we're safe."

Even though William had come filled with scars, she still had such absolute confidence.

William forced himself to walk in, gritting his teeth, he staggered a bit, while Daniel who was standing by the side immediately supported him, "Young Master, are you alright?"

When Daniel received the signal, he had already rushed over without stopping, just in time to see the Lang's family members chasing after William. William's injuries were heavy, but fortunately it was recovered in time and did not spread further.

If he fought for too long, he might not be able to save him even if he found another group of famous doctors.

"Go away."

William pushed Daniel away coldly and raised his eyes to look at Alice. She was

in a sorry state;her face was as pale as a sheet of paper;her sleeves were torn by something, and the back of her hand was still stained with blood. Holy leaned onto her chest meekly, breathing in deeply and looking at him quietly.

Very good.

They were all injured.

William rushed in front of Lang with a stride. He grabbed onto Lang's collar with

both of his hands and growled, "Who the hell gave you the guts to hit my woman!"

William punched Lang's face.

Lang was beaten to the point that he tilted his head, and fresh blood flowed out of his lips, but William still didn't appease his hatred. He continued to beat and kick Lang, as if he wanted to beat him to death.

Seeing that, Daniel frowned, and he wanted to advise but did not know how. The young master was definitely angry this time.

Alice wanted to call William, but she could no longer make a sound. He could only watch as William attacked Lang without regard for his own injuries.

Lang was beaten until he spat out blood. At this moment, there was no longer any possibility for him to perfectly execute his plan, because William would not let him go. Thinking of this, Lang's frustrated craziness surged once again. William was already severely injured, but Lang's fist had dyed his thin lip red, and blood stained his pale lips.

Like a beast who didn't know what pain was, William raised his leg and kicked Lang again.

"Hurry up and help!"noveldrama

Daniel immediately called out;he could not tolerate the Young Master's injuries

any longer.

"Stand still!"

William bellowed; his woman getting beaten was his problem; he had to settle it himself.

Daniel stood there anxiously, and turned to look at Alice. Standing there, she frowned, and her lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

His voice was hoarse.

On this day, the young master and Alice encountered many things.

The strong light shone onto every corner of the forest. William and Lang were

battling madly, with blood dripping onto the leaves on the ground, dying Alice's eyes red.

Alice wanted to pull William up, but she couldn't even take a single step forward. She used up all her strength.

In the end, William, who was wounded all over, still pressed Lang down heavily on

his body. Lang did not even have the strength to hit him anymore, and his face

was beaten up a few times by William.

"You touched my woman; you must be tired of living!"

William roared, gasping for breath; the blood seeping out from his chest continued

to increase.