After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

Melvin gave a sarcastic laugh.

This was a so-called right to choose. In fact, there was no choice.

Because of the long hours of standing, the wound on his waist opened up and blood gurgled out of it, making him dizzy with pain.

The innermost white shirt was stained and stuck uncomfortably to the wound.

Luckily, with the black blazer covering it, Lyra didn't even notice.

He compressed his thin lips and tried to smooth out his breathing so that no one could see the difference.

Okay, it was only one year. He can afford it!

He picked up the syringe, pulled his shirt sleeves up, aimed it at his arm, and injected it in hard as if he was venting.

Lyra watched without saying a word and frowned when she saw him pushing very hard as if he was abusing himself.

She heard that this would be very painful when injected, and she would like to see how long he can be proud.

But in a few seconds, the drug directly went into his arm.

Snap --

It was the sound of a syringe falling to the floor.

Melvin pressed his lips, biting his lower lip which caused a row of blood marks. A strong sense of pain rushed into the whole body. His forehead soon oozed with cold sweat.

There was no part of his body that did not hurt, plus there was already a back injury. The fatal pain lasted for nearly two minutes before it slowly abated.

However, this was followed by a sense of powerlessness.

He was so powerless that he couldn't even stand, falling to the ground as soft as a leaf in the wind.

There was also a momentary buzzing in the ears when his eyes closed.

As soon as the buzzing sensation ended, the woman's clear and nice voice drilled into his ears.

"When this medicine is first injected, the reaction will be stronger, so you should be more careful."

Melvin lowered his head feebly, and his thin, bleached lips pursed.

When he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was suffering from some great pain.

It was hard to ease up a bit. He heard a sound of high heels, from far and near.

Lyra looked at him twice in a condescending manner, then knelt down and forced his chin up to let her observe him carefully.

dominant look in the past, at this moment his face was handsome but wan miserably. His

opened his eyes slightly, there was a trace

It was really rare!

admired the look of his delicate and sickly beauty, and smiled in satisfaction, "Good boy,

mocking words upset Melvin, and a strong sense of humiliation came

break free from

like an

stopped at where it should and didn't

been proud in the first half of his life. It was normal that he didn’t adapt to it at

to teach him and she

and left the weakened Melvin on the floor alone, giving him time to

her

to the chores of the Angle Group, she also had to deal with the Freeman group, which she just

scourge, almost half of the Freeman group was

had to be busy

was getting dark outside, and Lyra was

the sound of

of her sore neck. Suddenly, she remembered that

What was the trick?

the desk to check. The man was lying on the floor. His long legs slightly curved, and

little unconvinced and called out to him twice, "Melvin, stop

knitted tighter, without the slightest

... was not quite

when it was first injected, only

Unless ...

her brow and reached for Melvin's

man grunted

And he frowned harder.

Back injury?

about to continue picking at his jacket when a pair of broad hands snapped around

Melvin woke up.

the dizzying pain, his hands reacted

"What are you doing?"

withdrew her hand, but answered with a

"It's been good."

of both was

was a

asking a casual question, concerned about

he did not

it's okay and you've had enough rest. Get up and

without looking back. She put on her bag and pushed the

"Where to?"