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 kitchen and vomited

his endurance. He

her with this

man was so

it's wrong to waste food. You are forbidden to

empty now, but still couldn't help

Lyra's words, but didn't want to pay attention

and the throat was on fire. He didn't to eat either

allowed to eat,

it was after 9

cooking skills, she can't

a simple bowl

stove top was burnt and Lyra had to take a

the water, drop the noodles. The

quietly by the door and

there was a sudden moment

the

at that time, the ordinary life seemed to be

if Lyra knew what he was thinking, given her character,

who signed an

it, Lyra

bowl, not even extra

left in the

enough

he had nothing to do and was ready to go to the

"Stand still."

out to him, "Come here, stand across

and stood as she

until the aroma of the noodles scurried

noodles smelled

also ate well

standing like a doorman with a stern

deadly. He just threw

moment, it was tantamount to a torture to let

then understood Lyra's intention of trying to torment

her mouth, and looked at

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

up and prepared

man's unusual white shirt

gently grabbing the shoulder

Looked like blood?

a blood clot from the ribs that accidentally