After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

It was at night.

Lyra Carroll slept restlessly.

She felt like she was pinned underneath by something and was almost out of breath.

And she could hear heavy and rapid breathing.

Immediately after, a sharp and stabbing pain came from her lower body.

After realizing what happened, Lyra opened her eyes in horror and vaguely saw a person propping up above her. The figure was like a man.

"Melvin, is that ... you?"

The man replied lightly with "hmm". His body was teemed with the strong smell of alcohol. After carrying rounds of attack, this man made no sound.

Hearing the familiar voice, Lyra sighed with relief. As the man moved, she gradually entered the state. Involuntarily, she let out delicate and enjoyable sound.

The attack became more and more fierce. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain. And her whole body sank in this ambiguous atmosphere, as in the clouds.

After three years of marriage, Melvin Freeman finally slept with her!

Because she was chosen by the old Mr. Freeman, Melvin never looked at her properly over the past three years.

This time, he came into her room whatever his reason was.

She was indeed very happy!

Two hours later, with a heavy and muffled grunt, Melvin lay exhaustively on top of her. The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window sketched the contours of his perfect body shape.

Lyra listened to his extremely fast heartbeat. It was so real, yet like a dream.

was really a dream, she

of his neck, almost obsessively, with a post-exercise panting, "Melvin...Melvin, I

two words "love you", but heard

petrified

Her heart throbbed fiercely.

of Melvin. For the

returned

sent her

There's no place for

a friend of Melvin since childhood. Do you really think you can replace me?

definitely call my name even when he’s having sex with you. You're only worthy of being my stand-in. Lyra, it must be bad

Stand-in?

Freeman as his granddaughter-in-law, the rightful Mrs. Freeman. She was Lyra, not

Lyra could still hear Melvin's murmur,

from Charlotte kept echoing in her

Lyra clenched her fists,

past few years, she had always been careful to be a good wife of

felt that she was a kind of person who was from unknown origin and extremely snobbish. Repeatedly, they made things difficult for her and humiliated her. Nevertheless, she did not

she humble enough to

even viciously trample on her

night was

stayed awake

...

The next morning.

the

rubbed his eyebrows. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lyra sitting by the dressing table

night suddenly flashed back in his mind. He realized something and

to him, could clearly