I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 264

Alice's slender and soft fingers gently caressed Kingsley's scars, and tears of heartache soon began to fall.

"Kingsley, how did you survive the past 10 years of your life?" Her fingers kept running across his body. "I am devastated that I wasn't there to protect you when you needed it most…"

He had started becoming increasingly hot and bothered with her every touch. "Don't feel sad about it, Alice. You touching me makes me sad too..."

She jolted in surprise upon hearing his words. "Why does it make you sad? Could it be that they still hurt?" she asked worriedly.

"They're not painful…" He took a deep breath before continuing, "Alice, do doctors learn about physiology?"

"Physiology? Of course we did—"

As she spoke, she suddenly came to a realization and her face immediately turned crimson.

"I am asking about your scars! Can you not mess around?!"

She tried her best to keep her pretty face expressionless, but her heartbeat was almost deafening.

"My dear sister, stop worrying about the scars!" Using his arms, Kingsley rolled over and pressed her against the bed. He then breathed, "It's such a buzzkill to be talking about scars in a place as beautiful

as Mount Crowler."

The only thing that was between their bodies now was a thin layer of silk pajamas.

He could clearly feel how her warm body trembled against his.

"Alice, have you missed me these 10 years?"

"I have…"

"How much did you miss me?"

"So, so much. The thought of you always kept me awake at night."

Alice's face was turning redder by the second as her body temperature rose.

"Kingsley, I think I am drunk." She gently sighed. "My body feels so weak..."

As he listened to her sensual voice, his hazel eyes gradually turned misty.

"Alice, we—"

Kingsley had only started his sentence when a loud, muffled bang came from the room next door.

Immediately after, Beau's shrill scream could be heard throughout the corridor of the 6th floor. "Ah! Be gentle!"

It was a shout that gave its listeners goosebumps.

Alice had initially made up her mind to accept everything Kingsley wanted to do to her with her drunkenness as an excuse, but she had immediately snapped back to reality after being interrupted by Beau's screams.

Now that she had regained her senses, her courage had gone up in a puff of smoke.

"We can't…" She hurriedly tugged on her pajamas to cover her exposed neckline and shook her head. "We can't do this, Kingsley. I am your sister. Now is not the time..."

Kingsley almost broke out in tears upon hearing that.

Beau Woolley! he quietly cursed. Even if you don't die tonight, I swear I will kill you tomorrow!

"Don't be cruel, Alice." He put his hands on the pillow and looked down at her. "How about you take a look at the scar on my thigh?"

"Pfft!" She accidentally let a laugh slip at his antics. Putting a sullen face on, she scolded, "Okay, stop joking around! Hurry up and get dressed! It is cold up here in the mountains. We wouldn't want you catching a cold now, do we?"

"Alice…" Kingsley was about to say something again when she unhesitantly sent a kick his way.

"You are sleeping on the sofa tonight!" With that, he was kicked onto the carpet despite his resistance. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Right then, the towel around his waist suddenly slipped off.

This situation was exactly as what he said in the conference room earlier in the afternoon, about how he would be in his birthday suit and let Alice see him uncovered if she were to go to Room 603 at night.

Just like he promised, he had taken it all off, and she had seen him.

But alas, he had missed the chance.

With her cheeks and ears red, Alice stared at Kingsley for a minute before she grumbled, "What are you waiting for? Quickly put on your clothes!"

"Why are you so calm, Alice?" Kingsley couldn't help feeling defeated as he unwillingly put on his pajamas. "Women would normally panic and scream when they see something like this..."

Hearing that, Alice smiled slightly. "I am a doctor. I have seen too many donated bodies. I am used to it."

As she said that, she pulled out her right hand from under the pillow, and she had a scalpel between her fingertips. "My dear Kingsley, you had better be obedient and stop trying. I almost threw the knife out subconsciously just now…"