After divorce I am a billionaire

Lyra's heart throbbed with pain.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have been able to feel so truly how much Malcolm had suffered for her, and how painfully he was wounded badly! Guilt, self-blame, and sadness filled her.

Her mind was in a state of confusion and she was pulled out of the White Manor by Malcolm's hand in a daze.

Until she got in the car, her eyes were red, like a frightened bunny.

Malcolm took her into his arms, kissed her forehead, and sounded a little self-conscious: "Scared? It's my fault. There's no need to see this bloody scene. | should have let Chad take you out." Lyra's nose was sore, and she buried her face in his neck, whimpering.

"It'swho should say sorry. | now realize how hard you were whipped before, but | hate that | didn't even have a word of comfort at that time. | was mean to you. | was so bad." "Nonsense." Malcolm cupped her tear-stained face and spoke in a serious tone, "Beating shows affection and scolding shows love. Your tears mean tothat you loveso much that | can't wait to be happy.” What kind of weird reasoning was this? Lyra knew he was trying to make her happy, and did not feel any less guilty about it. Her starry eyes were shining with tears.

"It's all in the past. My injury has long since healed, not even a scar left. It doesn't hurt at all." Malcolm leaned down and kissed her tears away patiently with his cold and thin lips, "Your tears are more precious tothan Nordica black pearls. Don't cry. I'll be broke if you cry again.” Lyra managed to get a laugh out of him, "Slick. Who did you learn that from?" Chad was concentrating on driving when he noticed Lyra's gaze and hurried to prove his innocence, "I've never been in love in my life. I'm pure!" OK.

She didn't have to make it difficult for a man who was never in a relationship before.

Malcolm grabbed her small hand and gently placed her palm over his heart through his suit, "I'm not being slick and coaxing you on purpose, so can you feel my sincerity?" Lyra carefully pressed against his heart, feeling his heartbeat and feeling sweet.

"Mel, I'll spoil you for the rest of your life!" She smiled playfully, cto his lips and kissed him gently.

Malcolm closed his eyes and kissed her.

An ambiguous scent wafted through the car.

Chad clutched the steering wheel, glancing twice from the rear-view mirror every now and then, and he was broken.

These two people were really unbearable! Can't they see that there was another person in the car? Why did they start kissing? As a single person, he was so hurt inside! Please be considerate of his fragile heart as an older single person, okay!? A few minutes of deep kissing in the car ended with Malcolm taking the initiative.

Lyra touched his face and noticed something strange, "Why are you so pale? Your body is also cold. Are you cold or uncomfortable?" Malcolm shook his head, "It's normal to look bad after just major surgery." "But..." Lyra was about to ask more question when Malcolm interrupted her, "Are you going back to Lloyd's Parlor?" Chad glanced at the rear-view mirror, understood Malcolm's meaning, and took the initiative to answer, "By the way boss, it seems that White Corp has a very important meeting today. You must attend.” He pretended to look at the time, "It's two hours before the meeting. Shall we go over there later?" Malcolm had to get busy with work. Lyra could not say anything else, "Okay, but I'm not going back to Lloyd's Parlor. You can taketo Angle Group Tower. The opening ceremony will be in two days. | have to do sarrangements.” Chad turned around and drove all the way down to the Angle Group.

Before getting out of the car, Malcolm kissed Lyra's forehead, "Don't rush off tonight. I'll cpick you up and we'll go to dinner." Lyra nodded good-naturedly and opened the car door to leave, but waved at him three times a step back, smiling extra sweetly.

Malcolm rolled down his window and waved in response, smiling as he watched her go.

Until her figure was completely inside the building, the bloody sweetness in Malcolm's throat could no longer be suppressed.

He quickly closed the window, covered his lips with hand and coughed softly.

The long and slender knuckles were stained with crimson.

Chad's face went wan with fear, "Boss, why did you start vomiting blood again?" "Go to the lab." Malcolm tightened his eyebrows and took a tissue to wipe the blood on his lips and hands elegantly. A pair of dark eyes stared intently at the blood on the paper.

Lab.

The young doctor Y, Jimmy Yeager, tested him again for viral serology.

Half an hour later, the atmosphere in the laboratory was gloomy.

"I thought it was well suppressed before. Why is it spreading again!? Malcolm are you seriously injured again?" Malcolm did not speak.

Chad complained: "Yesterday boss was shot on a mission. Two centimeters away the heart. In order to get back Miss Lyra, he played a bitter trick in front of the emergency room!" Jimmy looked grim, took off his suit and shirt and inspected his injuries.

But he was shocked to see him who was covered in purple and red hickeys! How horny were these two people!? "You know you just had surgery. Too much blood loss. The resistance will be low! You're still cold, walking around, and ... sex! What a desperate man!" In front of the doctor, Malcolm lost his temper, hushed and defensed: "You saw, it was Rara who slept with me. | didn't do it." Chad ducked his head and snickered, exchanging glances with the Doctor.

Jimmy had to re-examine the traces of his body and let out an envious sigh.

"AwesMalcolm! What's it like to be slept with by a woman? Does it feel good?" They were all men. Malcolm had nothing to hide.

He grimaced. His tone was excited, "I'm so fucking happy!" Jimmy and Chad couldn't hold back and laughed super loud.

Malcolm's expression was cold and stern, and he stared the two men in a threatening manner.

Jimmy immediately turned serious, "Ahem ... that ... next tor restrain a little. This behavior will always promote blood circulation. You just finished surgery. Your body is too weak!" "Hmm." Malcolm responded softly.

Jimmy did a thorough examination of the internal condition of his body.

Half an hour later, the test results cout and the atmosphere in the room regained its gloom.

In the deathly silence, Jimmy sighed.

"Because your resistance has dropped tically and the virus has spread so quickly, it has affected your heart blood supply.

Malcolm you may have angina in the future.” Malcolm pursed his lips. His dark eyes were deep. No one was not knowing what he was thinking.

Chad was worried, "Is it life threatening?" "Not for now, but you have to control your emotions. | will also prescribe medicine. If it happens again, take one tablet. Don't just tolerate the pain." Jimmy continued, "Also, now that my inhibitor is working on you, although it is not life-threatening for now. If the virus continues to spread, | can't guarantee that there will be any other after-effects. And your life will be an unknown to me." After these words, a long silence fell on the room.

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