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.

on, he ran to the kitchen and vomited

He could actually eat until the third bite before throwing

to fix her with this

man was

it's wrong to waste food.

empty now, but still couldn't help

heard Lyra's words, but didn't want to

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

was not allowed to eat, but Lyra

fuss, it was after 9 o'clock and she did

she can't

a simple

top was burnt and Lyra had to take a new

the noodles. The action was done

quietly by the door and

unhurried back, there was

the day they first

he did not agree to divorce her at that time, the ordinary life seemed to be good

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

mere manservant who signed an agreement was indeed

about it, Lyra had already

one bowl, not

drop left

was heartless enough and kept

eating well, he had nothing to do and was ready to go to the second floor's guest room to

"Stand still."

to him, "Come here, stand across from me and watch

and stood as she

what she meant until the aroma of

noodles smelled

ate well

standing like a doorman with

of the aroma was very deadly. He just

moment, it was tantamount to a torture to let him

then understood Lyra's intention of trying to

and looked

go to bed. You gotta clean up the way you

got up

glanced at the man's unusual white

wrinkled her brow and walked over, gently grabbing the shoulder of his

Looked like blood?

saw her gaze dangerously and explained, "It's a blood clot from the ribs that accidentally stuck