After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

If he refused any further, it was obvious that he would be suspected.

Melvin went to the kitchen with a cold face and brought out a new set of tableware.

Under Lyra's stare, he picked up a green vegetable, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. He chewed it twice with no expression, and then swallowed it.

The whole set of movements flowed smoothly.

Melvin: "It's just a very common green vegetable taste. Do you try it?"

Lyra held her chin in one hand, pointed at the dish with the other, "Take this plate and eat it all."

Melvin's face changed slightly, then he smiled, "You said that you are the master here. This is made for you. How can I eat it?"

Lyra didn't bother to talk to him, "If you don't eat I'll go call the bodyguards in and give you a hand."

"You!"

Melvin's dark eyes narrowed and he didn't shy away from staring at her, "Are you trying to overpower me with your power?"

She didn't deny it.

"That's right. When dealing with the disobedient little manservant, of course I have to take strong measures. Do you want to eat it yourself, or shall I have them come in and feed you?"

Again, it was a multiple choice with no choice.

Melvin's face darkened as she watched.

His pride and hostility were ground up four times in just a few hours in the afternoon by this woman in front of him!

Hateful! Damn it!

When Lyra stared at him, she smiled with her eyebrows arched, which was harmless, as if she didn't oppress him with power.

It appeared that his anger was too petty.

Rejection was not an option.

Melvin picked up his chopsticks again and went to pick up the plate of vegetables on the table, not even noticing that his arm was trembling slightly.

He held his breath and stuffed the dish into his mouth. It was really hard to swallow. His mouth was rejecting the strange taste.

In order to fix Lyra and relieve his anger, he almost put a heavy dose of all the seasoning that were not obvious in color.

He didn't expect that she was so wary. She did not even have a bite, and her smiling seemed to have seen through his acting?

He didn't give up, and still wanted to pretend to calmly taste the food, but when he just ate the cuisine, his stomach acid burst.

to hold on, he ran to the

clapped her hands, admiring his endurance. He could actually eat until the

her with this little

was so

it's wrong to waste food. You

stomach was empty now, but still couldn't help but keep

didn't want to pay attention to

was vomited out, and the throat was

not allowed to eat, but Lyra still

after 9 o'clock and she did get a

cooking skills, she can't

to cook a simple

the stove top was burnt and Lyra had to take

noodles. The action was done in one

stood quietly by the door and

back, there

the

not agree to divorce her at that time,

to a screeching halt and he smiled to himself; if Lyra knew what he was thinking, given

who signed an agreement

Lyra had already made the fragrant spicy

was only one bowl,

drop left in the

enough and kept her

to do and was ready to go to the second floor's guest

"Stand still."

here, stand across from me

stood as she asked him

the aroma of the noodles scurried

smelled

also ate

knot unconsciously rolled slightly, standing like a doorman with a

the aroma was very deadly. He just

was tantamount to a

Lyra's intention of trying

towel to wipe her mouth, and looked

kitchen before you go to bed. You gotta clean

she got up and prepared to go

at the man's unusual white

gently grabbing the shoulder of

Looked like blood?

"It's a blood clot from the