After divorce I am a billionaire

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 ..."

The more he

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

sound of the door

who was covered in the blanket,

her wrist and didn't let go, "You went to Keith's for

Hmm?

Lyra frowned.

to be so soft and pitiful,

talk nonsense. Mr. Lloyd is gentle and considerate. Of

the Lloyd family is very demanding

Did Keith marry her?

Oh, the big joke.

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

expression, and his thin lips hooked up into

intend to let the Lloyd family

sugar me, and I am afraid that only

too arrogant to be

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

his eyes slightly, thinking carefully about

she can really have this kind of capital, she was definitely from

Keith were related by blood? That they can't be

their previous intimate acts

idea was only his guess, it was not

privately hoped it

kept saying meaningless and jealous words

grip on her wrist, Lyra didn't make it and got a

raised his miserable wan face and looked at her pitifully, "Lyra, my back

"Hmm?"

How came she didn't find him so mushy

back or in the head?

Melvin was speechless

tired, and wanted her to comfort

was silent, forcibly broke his grip on her wrist and

reason why I came back late is because I was chased by a

Lyra's footsteps paused.

sent someone to kill

her about Melvin's whereabouts and his temporary absence, but without telling her that the reason Melvin stayed was

with the special drug the day he first came

with a smile, "Why are you telling me this all of a

that, she opened the door of

and had an odd expression on his face when she saw her come

"Miss?"

kit Eleven was holding, "Go in