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, the suspicious he

all the blames would be put on him alone, Eighteen hurriedly shut his mouth and retreated,

the sound of the door closing, the room

Melvin, who was covered in

go, "You went to Keith's for the past two days, how was

Hmm?

Lyra frowned.

be so soft and pitiful, just to talk about

gentle and considerate. Of

a serious one and tried to say, "I've heard that the Lloyd family is very demanding of their children and grandchildren's spouses. Do you think Keith

Did Keith marry her?

Oh, the big joke.

gave him a sarcastic look, "That's my business. You don't seem

saw her expression, and his thin lips

intend to let the Lloyd family know of your existence, so you're only his

can sugar

clearly too arrogant to

was she who said that and it didn't have the slightest sense of

narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking carefully about

can really have this kind of capital,

maybe she and Keith were related by blood? That they

mean that all their previous intimate acts were

idea was only his guess,

hoped it

saw that he kept saying

and got a little annoyed: "Melvin, what the hell are you trying

wan face and looked at her pitifully, "Lyra, my back hurts. Will you

"Hmm?"

How came she

punched in the back or in the head?

Melvin was speechless

was really painful and tired, and wanted her

saw that he was silent, forcibly broke his grip

however, said suddenly in a deep voice, "I left to the mountain range between neighbor city and Frayton. The reason why I came back late is

Lyra's footsteps paused.

someone to

absence, but without telling her that the reason Melvin

the day

stopped standing by the door for a moment before responding with a smile, "Why are you telling me this all of a sudden? You think I

saying that, she opened the door of

odd expression on his face when she saw her come

"Miss?"

looked back at the medical kit Eleven was holding, "Go