After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

Keith beat him up, so he deserved it?

Was Keith that important to her?

Melvin was upset!

Quite unpleasant!

If he could, he would like to put Keith in a sack and pack him up tomorrow and throw him to Antarctica to feed the penguins!

Feeling the sudden resentment deep in his back on the bed, the corners of Lyra's mouth hooked slightly.

But the injury on his back did look a bit harsh.

"Seventeen, apply medication on him."

Seventeen, who was suddenly cued, was confused, "Huh? Me?"

Lyra gave him a stare, "Do I have to do it myself?"

"Okay."

Seventeen had a bitter look on his face.

This son of bitch was not moral. He just tried to trap his Master Keith. Can he can give him poison?

Although he was very reluctant, the lady stared at him and he can only go to get the medical kit.

The arrangement was almost done. Lyra turned her head and was ready to go, when a pair of broad hands behind her suddenly held her wrist.

"Lyra, talk to me for a minute ..."

Melvin had changed direction to lie, did not look up and his voice in the quilt was low. His long curly eyelashes were shaking slightly, which looked "delicate" with his pale face.

Lyra glanced at him indifferently, "My time is precious. I don't have time to talk with you. Let go."

She deliberately emphasized her words to remind him of his current status.

Melvin didn't move and didn't let go of his hand.

"Lyra, I endured this alone for six hours this afternoon. It really hurts. The marble tiles in the living room are so cold. I'm lying with the stiff body. For the sake of my admission of punishment, just talk for a while ..."

His voice was soft, like the brush of a feather and more like a wounded beast trying to beg for comfort.

A man lying on the living room floor for six hours?

Lyra wrinkled her eyebrows and swept her gaze to Eighteen, who was standing at one side.

Eighteen lowered his head in horror, "I ... thought Mr. Freeman was doing housework and fainted. That's why I didn't ..."

was over. The more he described,

blames would be put on him alone, Eighteen hurriedly shut his

the sound of the door closing, the room fell completely

at Melvin, who was covered in the blanket, "What

went

Hmm?

Lyra frowned.

be so soft and pitiful, just to

gentle and considerate. Of

to a serious one and tried to say, "I've heard that the Lloyd family is very demanding of

Did Keith marry her?

Oh, the big joke.

him a sarcastic look, "That's my business. You don't seem to have the qualifications to be

thin lips hooked up

seems he didn't intend to let the Lloyd family know of your existence, so

men in this world can sugar me, and I am afraid that

was clearly too arrogant

that and it didn't have the slightest

carefully about the deep

she can really have this kind of

related by blood? That they can't

all their previous intimate acts were only

idea was only his guess, it

privately hoped

thought, and Lyra saw that he kept saying meaningless and

on her wrist, Lyra didn't make it and got a little annoyed: "Melvin, what the hell are you trying to

by her raised his miserable wan face and looked at her pitifully, "Lyra, my back hurts. Will you blow it for

"Hmm?"

thunderstruck by these words. How came she didn't find him

you get punched in the back or in the head? Speak

Melvin was speechless

and wanted

was silent, forcibly broke his grip on

between neighbor city and Frayton. The reason why I came back late is because I was chased by a group

Lyra's footsteps paused.

someone to kill

only told her about Melvin's whereabouts and his temporary absence, but without telling

him with the special drug the day he first came back, so the injury

before responding with a smile, "Why

saying that, she opened the door of the room and went

the door and had an odd expression on his face

"Miss?"

the medical kit Eleven was holding,