My Lord, My Billionaire Master

- Two small guesses

"No

Holy answered straightforwardly. He never liked eating sweets.

"It's delicious!" Catherine forcibly stuffed the candy into his hands, then hugged the doll and sat beside him, swaying it around on the swing with him.

The sun shone brightly on the two small faces.

Holy sat beside her, walking back and forth with the lollipop in his hand. He didn't eat anything, but a clamorous noise came from outside, causing him to raise his eyes to take a look.

Catherine suddenly twisted her body, and the swing started to sway. Holy looked at her, smiling especially happily.

Holy did not speak.

"Why aren't you eating lollipops? It's really delicious. Litchi is my favorite." Catherine said, hoping that he would eat the lollipop.

He didn't like it.

But Catherine had saved him and his father. Holy sat there and stared down at the lollipop in his hand as he said, "My sister likes to eat candy. She is usually not allowed to eat it; bring this over to her."

Hearing that, Catherine's face was filled with envy, "It's really good to be your sister.can I also be your sister?"

Previously, when she saw how Holy treated Kathy, she was extremely envious.

"You're bigger than me."

Holy said. How could she be his sister?

"Then I'll be your sister." Catherine immediately said, laughing; she tilted her head and thought, then felt that it was not good to be a big sister, thus she hugged the doll and thought, "It's better if I don't become a big sister, and become your new wife."

she said briskly.

Holy's long eyelashes trembled as he looked at her silently.

No.

He refused.

"Do you know what a bride is?" Catherine thought that Holy did not understand and excitedly explained to him, "It's just a child's father and mother. I'm a mother; can you be a father?"

"Not good."

Holy answered straightforwardly, his voice cold to the point that it didn't sound like a child's voice.

Hearing this, Catherine immediately cried, "Why? Am I not good-looking? '

"Our family background is not compatible. If Cullen family were to continue to marry ordinary wives for a few generations, it would not benefit our Cullen family's development." Holy said.

This was something that some of his teachers would teach him. Although he didn't say it so bluntly, he understood it.

But Catherine didn't understand. She just stared at him like that she was an alien and asked, "What are you talking about?"

What was ordinary? Was he looking down on her?

"Anyway, I can't."

Holy said coldly.

Catherine lowered her eyes in disappointment. After a long while, she raised her head and looked at him, "But Auntie also said to bring me home. She's my mother."

"She said tha

Holy was a little surprised.

"Yes, she wants me to go home with you." Catherine nodded strongly. She sat on the swing, clenching her lollipop tightly, and then compromise. "Alright then, you will be my bride."

Everyone was the same as a bride.

"Really?" Catherine was immediately filled with disappointment and joy. "Don't worry. I will be the best mother; you are the most handsome father!"

It was as if they had grown up.

Catherine was so excited that she let out a small hand to pull him up," Let's play house;can I cook for you?"

Holy stared at her and frowned, unwillingly being pulled down by her;Catherine stuffed the doll into Holy's embrace and started to pick the flowers, pretending to be able to eat. "Holly, do you want to help me cook?"

"This flower cannot be eaten."

"Pretend." Catherine said.

Holy held her doll, "I'll hold the doll for you."

"Alright, that's our baby. Daddy is holding the baby!"

Catherine happily agreed as her brain opened wide.

Holy refused to speak.

Catherine kept on talking like that she was playing house, picking all kinds of flowers to make Holy pretend to eat them before going to feed the dolls. Her small hands were dirty and Holy didn't really like it.

But she was the savior, her mother had said.

If it wasn't for Catherine, they wouldn't be able to get out.

"Catherine."

A gentle voice came out; the two children turned to look, only to see Alice standing not too far away and looking at them, waving at Catherine, "Catherine, come over here."

"Alright, I'm coming."

Catherine placed the flower in her hand to the side, then ran towards Alice. Seeing this naive looking child, Alice's smile became a little bitter.

"Yes!"

Catherine nodded strongly.

"Then auntie will bring you to see daddy okay?" He's back from a business trip and he's feeling a bit unwell."

Alice asked.

Hearing that, Catherine blinked her eyes;the smile on her face became stiff, and she quickly said: "Auntie, can I talk to Holy's brother again?"

"Sure."

Alice naturally agreed, but it was rare for someone with Holy's personality to become friends with him.

Catherine ran back to Holy and caressed the doll in his arms. "Holy, this doll is for you. You must take good care of our baby."

Holy was not interested in words like this at all, and only replied perfunctorily.

"You have to take good care of the baby."

Catherine reminded him again worriedly.

"Got it."

Holy replied expressionlessly.

"Then I'll see my father." Catherine waved towards him, turned and walked

towards Alice, and followed her.

Alice held Catherine's hand. The little hand was exceptionally cold as she lowered

her eyes to look at her, and said gently, "Catherine, auntie and uncle are preparing to leave.

"What about Dad?"

Catherine asked innocently.noveldrama

As for Lang, it would be impossible for him to leave with them, and that would only cost him his life even more.

"Let's see dad first."

Alice did not answer and just barely smiled. She held Catherine's cold little hand and walked to the entrance of a room. The door was just opened, and Daniel's voice came from inside.

"As soon as our men went to investigate the bombs, those people couldn't hold it in and wanted to detonate it. They caught it alljnot a single one was left out." "Got it." It was William's voice, "Tie up those few people and hand them over to Lang to deal with."

"Yes, young master."

Daniel walked out from inside, looked at Alice, and then lowered his head to look at Catherine's genuine face. He couldn't help but sigh.

This child will be fatherless in the future.

Catherine blinked her eyes as Alice pulled her into the room. She was pretending to be fresh and warm room, while Lang laid on the bed with her blanket over him, barely breathing. The blood and filth on his face had already been washed away, but he couldn't hide it no matter how hard she tried.

"Mr. Cullen, thank you."

Lang used his last bit of energy to speak and apologize to William.

William should have hated him, but now he was willing to hand the culprit over to him for punishment.

William was sitting on a white chair in front of the window. He leaned back with his long and slender legs crossed and his ten fingers pressed under his chin. His black eyes looked at him coldly and his voice was emotionless, "My woman is soft-hearted."

Halfway through his words, William noticed Alice holding Catherine's hand and walking in, so he stopped, stood up and pulled Alice away from the chair after letting go of her hand.

"Catherine, accompany father here."

Alice released Catherine's hand and followed him out. The moment they closed the door, she saw Catherine walking towards Lang, and asked in concern, "Father, are you alright?"

No matter how many times Lang had beaten Catherine up, Catherine still treated him as his closest father and wanted to get close to him.

The Cullen family's bodyguards were clearing up the mess, preparing to leave the

Wave Island.

William reached out and pressed his hand to his chest, then looked at him worriedly, "How is it? Was it a wound? You must rest well."

"Let's go back and rest." William said, his black eyes staring deeply at her, her fair

face slightly furrowed, and it was very easy to see what she was thinking.

She was very upset.

William reached out and pinched her face, "We're leaving soon; there are still a

few places I haven't brought you guys to; Wave Island's Cross flower field and Ten Thousand Water Statue should take a look."

Alice looked at him and did not try to conceal her thoughts, "William, I'm not in the mood. Let's just sit here for a while."

Her injury, his injury, the dispute between the Lang and Lanchester, she could not

bring herself to go.

"Yes."

William replied as he hugged her and sat down on the sofa at the side. The

moment he sat down, William frowned deeply.

"I'll call my foster father." Alice was about to stand up.

William stretched out his hand and pulled her down, then stared at her and said,

"Being by my side is better than any kind of medicine!"

Alice could only sit down obediently and support him to lean on the back of the

sofa to rest. William was really tired; he lifted his head and slowly closed his eyes;

he then grabbed her hand and wrapped it tightly around her.

She sat quietly.

After a long while, she heard William say," Why can't I bring you along to have a

fun time?"

He would rather not have Lanchester's economic secrets.

"Because we always inevitably step into other people's stories." Alice laughed bitterly. Ever since their honeymoon, the story of their foster father, Lang's story, and so on ;every time they would step foot into someone else's story and share all

the bitterness.

"Then next time, we'll go to a place devoid of people. It'll just be the two of us."

William arrogantly decided.

"Recover your injuries first."

Alice said as she raised her hand. Her fingertip had drawn William's deep outline

before, and her eyes were gentle like water.