The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)
Chapter 129 No one owes each other after one year
Eleven couldn't answer, and Lyra didn't say anything else, "Forget it. Let's go and see what's wrong with him."
After she casually cleared her desk, she drove to the hospital.
In the ward.
Melvin wrapped himself into a Swiss roll and buried his head into the quilt.
The nurse sighed, "Mr. Freeman, you are still feverish. Wrapping yourself in the blanket will not be able to breathe, and ... you need the injection!"
No matter how much the medical staff and Eighteen tried to persuade him, the "Swiss roll" on the hospital bed was determined to ignore it.
Lyra teased as soon as she came in and saw the strange image.
"I'm afraid tomorrow's news will be that the former president of the Freeman group committed suicide for refusing to take an intravenous drip?"
When Eighteen saw her coming, he respectfully called out to her, "Miss."
Lyra responded with a slight nod and walked over to Melvin's bedside.
Not waiting for her to continue to say anything, the"Swiss roll" suddenly reached out a hand to grab her wrist.
Melvin peeked out from under the cover. Because of the fever, his dark eyes looked misty, without the usual domineering coldness, but a bit fragile and pathetic.
He stared at Lyra's face a few times to make sure he wasn't pulling the wrong person.
From now on, he will never mistake anyone again.
"Lyra, you're finally here. I woke up and didn't see you. I missed you ..."
Because of the fever, his nasal voice was a little heavy and his voice sounded a little milky with a sappy tone.
The paramedics and Eighteen were dumbfound by what he just said.
He was still the man who was so hostile and fierce that he would eat them alive when the nurse touched him ten minutes ago?
change was
by his comment, "So soon your brain is burnt out?
had no idea what
he had just
I'd like to speak to you alone for
did not refuse. When she looked at the nurse lady, she said to him,
a low voice with a post-nasal
went forward, but saw that he was
frowned, "Let go. How are you going to get a
other hand out and his right hand was still clutching Lyra's wrist
basement, he was tortured by that
to grab the figure he had lost,
taste that made him more
he was sober and finally re-captured her, he
he felt a force pushing his hand
It was Lyra.
nurse had finished the injection and Lyra let
purple, she wrinkled her eyebrows, "You're hurting me. I won't leave until I'm done talking to you. But if you keep holding
the gaze of her cold eyes, and finally
the point. Her tone was flat, "Melvin, you are proud. That is apparent. But I don't understand why you were so decisive when you agreed to sign the agreement? Is it really just to pay off the debt? Is it worth it to get yourself into such a mess and
his eyes to
me so much and gave everything wholeheartedly for me, but I didn't cherish. Now, I finally recognize my own heart. I also experienced what you had encountered, only to know how bitter you were in your
"Lyra, I know I'm cheap. I said a lot of hurtful words before. In the future, you can scold me every day to vent your anger. I will never retort. I owe you, even if it's just a word, I pay you back!
day to vent
not in his right mind
"From the beginning of the divorce, I thought I would be just a stranger to you, but your mother, your sister and your fiancee won't let me go. And you sent Fred to kill me for Charlotte, so why do you think I
"Wait, what did you
Fred to kill
When did this happen?
ignored his question and