The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

So this was all she had done in three years?

Melvin was speechless for a moment.

He knew that Fiona was mean to her daughter-in-law. Did she deliberately quit all the maids and give her all the housework to do alone?

At that time, every time he came home from work, he saw that the house was clean and the food was well served. No one never cared about the details.

Because the old Freeman forced him to marry Lyra, he always subconsciously chose to ignore her existence, and when his mood was not good, he would even be sarcastic ...

Lyra saw that he was lost in thought and waved her hand in front of his eyes before continuing.

"But you'd better be prepared to use one year mortgage three years, and you'll have to do twice as much."

Melvin shook his head and sneered.

She really can't afford to lose anything.

Lyra walked ahead, did not pay attention to his expression, remembered something, and said, "Oh yes, I forgot to buy a washing machine. So you have to hand wash and dry my clothes in the future. Some clothes have different materials, so you have to separate them. Don't get it wrong."

Melvin stared at her back and wasted no time in tearing down her lame excuses.

"You would go and buy the washing machine yourself? When the house was first transferred to you, I remember a woman named Kellie working her butt off to replace the entire house with a set of furniture and appliances."

Being seen through, Lyra turned around and gave him a cold glance, not trying to hide it either.

Yes, the washing machine was deliberately given to the orphanage by her.

The children in the orphanage needed the washing machine more than he did.

The two made their way into the hall without a word.

Lyra fumbled slightly at the wall and instantly turned on the light with almost a muscle memory.

The living room was bright, and the house was still the same structure, but the furniture and matching style were not the black and white tones of the past.

Lyra headed straight for the kitchen, with Melvin quietly following behind her.

Coming to the kitchen, she took a thick book out of the storage cabinet and handed it to Melvin.

"This is the recipe. You have to follow the book in every meal in the future. Every meal must include meat, vegetarian and soup. Everyday needs to be different. It can not be repeated."

it and flipped through two pages

he didn't object, Lyra looked at the time. It was already 8:30 pm and she hadn't been eaten

Call me when it's ready. If you wan to sleep, you can choose your own room on the second

the study. The company still had a bunch

holding on to slackened. Painfully he arched his back and held on to the table before he

shirt had dried, sticking with the wound,

it with hot water and then used a hot towel to compress for a few minutes before separating the shirt from the flesh and blood

off his shirt

before, it was estimated that he was able to wring the clothes to dry. Today because

clothes that barely dry, and then put

he already felt exhausted and

drug was

yet begun to do the meal and it had been delayed by

opened the refrigerator, there were all the vegetables and meat, all of

planned by her

didn't know what

Upstairs study.

sat in front of

third phrase,

who was from the orphanage, went back to continue recording after recovering from her injury, she seemed to be unaffected and quickly get into the state. Her ranking had been stable in the top fifteen. If there was no problem, she should be able to securely enter

to be going in a

about the reality television show, she called Nancy at the

Sheila screamed so hard and cursed

the servants, you can restrain them with the requirements of servants. If they don't listen to you, you can punish them. But there is only one thing. Pay attention to those male servants.

assured that I

was still reassuring. The window was left open, and Lyra suddenly smelled

be ...

in horror and ran frantically downstairs

tried to fan the smoke away while choking on it

speechless, "I let you cook. You are going

and entered the kitchen. She turned off the stove and turned on the exhaust

a while, the choking smell just

to the pan, which had burned like

honestly, "Braised

and it was

It's still burnt. The

innocently, "I just do according to the recipe. It says to stew for an hour and a half on low heat. I think it will be too slow so the high heat will be

it is absolutely