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.

hold on, he ran to the kitchen and

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

fix her with

man was

waste food.

vomited and his stomach was empty now, but still

but didn't want to pay attention

stomach acid was vomited out, and the throat was on fire. He didn't to

eat, but Lyra still

9 o'clock and she

skills, she can't

cook a

Lyra had to take

water, drop the noodles. The action was

just stood quietly by the door and

and unhurried back, there was a sudden

time could start over from three years ago, the day they first got married, would

her at that time, the

halt and he smiled to himself; if Lyra knew what he was thinking, given her character, she'd

manservant who signed

thinking about it, Lyra had already made the fragrant

one bowl, not

drop left in

enough and kept her

had nothing to do and was ready to go to the second floor's guest room to pack

"Stand still."

here, stand across

grimaced and stood as she

meant until the aroma of the noodles

smelled good

ate

knot unconsciously rolled slightly, standing like a doorman with a stern

impact of the aroma was very deadly. He just threw up, and his stomach was

it was tantamount to a torture to let

Lyra's intention of trying to

a paper towel to wipe her mouth, and looked at the man whose face was

to bed. You gotta clean up the way you left it,

she finished, she got up and prepared to

at the man's unusual white

walked over, gently grabbing the shoulder of his shirt, which had

Looked like blood?

gaze dangerously and explained, "It's a blood clot from the ribs