After divorce I am a billionaire

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

clapped her hands, admiring his endurance. He

to fix her

man was so

food.

stomach was empty now, but still couldn't help but

Lyra's words, but didn't want

throat was

allowed to eat, but

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

Melvin's cooking skills, she can't count on it

to cook a simple

Lyra had to take a new

noodles. The action was done in one

stood quietly by

serious and unhurried back, there was a sudden

ago, the day they first got married, would everything

her at that

came to a screeching halt and he smiled to himself; if Lyra knew what he was thinking, given her character, she'd probably say, "Scum, are

manservant who signed

he was thinking about it, Lyra had already made the fragrant

bowl,

drop left

was heartless enough and kept

ready to go to the second floor's

"Stand still."

called out to him, "Come here, stand

as she asked

what she meant until the aroma of the

noodles smelled good

also ate

rolled slightly, standing

He just threw

moment, it was tantamount to a torture to let him

Lyra's intention

to wipe her mouth, and looked

go to bed. You gotta clean up

up and prepared to go

at the man's unusual white shirt

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

Looked like blood?

"It's a blood clot from the ribs that accidentally