Quickly pass through the villain, I will not escape

Chapter 187 179. Beauty and the Beast (19)

"Mommy, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep too."

"Good boy, go to sleep." Beatrice coaxed softly.

"It's getting late, everyone go back to rest." Ge Shihua shook his head helplessly, "We have done everything we can, and the next thing... let the master think about it for himself."

But at this time, Bicester was staring at the rose in front of him.There was only a thin layer of ice wrapped around the rose, and his eyes gradually revealed a look of madness.

how so?I'm already alienating her, why does the ice continue to melt?stop now!stop now!I don't like her anymore!Do I really... already... dislike her?
"Fairy Anastasia, what is the secret of this rose?"

"Your Majesty the king." The green fairy looked at the rose in her hand, "This rose is the source of Lilia's spell. Since my magic power is lower than hers, I can only temporarily freeze this rose."

With another wave of the staff in his hand, the roses were sealed in ice.She took the glass box on the side and put the frozen rose into it.

Fairy Anastasia handed the glazed box to Bister, and told him: "Your Highness, this piece of ice is just like your emotion. The stronger your emotion, the faster the ice will melt. Hurry up. The spell Lilia cast on you will only come true when the ice cubes completely melt. And the only way to break the spell is..."

Bicester walked out of the memory, his hands clenched into fists.

He can lie to himself, but the reality tells him that he is sinking little by little...

"Damn it!" He slammed into the wall beside him in pain.

The next day, Bist was sitting at the dining table eating a plate of breakfast.At this time, Betty walked down the stairs step by step.

When she had just finished walking up the last staircase, he took a napkin and wiped his pale lips, got up and left.

Betty ran forward a few steps, reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Mr Beester, I want to talk to you."

She looked a little tired, did she not sleep last night?
"What's the matter." His tone was light, but his eyes didn't look at her.

"Mr. Beast, I want to be with you..."

She lowered her head, but saw the wound on his hand.Before finishing what she had planned, she hurriedly clasped the wrist with both hands, and asked with concern: "What's going on? How did you get hurt?"

Bister wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held it tightly, "I just accidentally hurt it, and it will be fine in a few days."

She pursed her lips, and pulled him to the side hall.

"Miss Betty, what are you doing!" He frowned, pretending to be displeased, but the beating of his heart lost control as early as the moment she held her hand.

She pressed him to sit on the soft sofa, "You are no longer a child! You can't take medicine for your injury, what if you get infected in the future? Can you treat yourself!"

She found the medicine box from the locker on the side, and while blowing, she used alcohol to disinfect the wound.

"Does it hurt?" She carefully put on the medicine patch, and then carefully wrapped it with gauze.

"It doesn't hurt." He looked at her hair and replied softly.

After taking the medicine, Betty sat beside him. For a while, the atmosphere fell silent again.

"Mr. Beast, have I done something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)