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Collin was here? The atmosphere in the bedroom becserious almost instantly.

Lyra hardly had to think about it, "Just tell him I'm asleep. | don't have tto see him, and | don't want to see him. Tell him not to chere again." "Yes." Eleven left quickly.

Noticing that Lyra was in a bad mood, Malcolm hurriedly took her into his arms, kissed her, and soothed her.

Not waiting for the kiss to finish, Eleven cand knocked on the door again. The sound was more anxious than last time.

"Miss, | have conveyed your message, but Mr. Collin still won't go. He's standing outside the gate in the rain. If you don't see him, he will probably stay wet all night." Eleven's tone sounded helpless.

Malcolm looked at the non-stop heavy rain out the window, and said, "Why not see him? This rain is so cold. If he's really wet all night, it's estimated he'll have a fever and cold tomorrow." Lyra didn't say anything.

After a long silence, she said, "Want to use this way to forceto feel sorry for him? To forceto compromise? That's impossible. If he is happy to get wet, so let him be. No umbrellas for him. If he can not stand, he will leave.” "Yes, Miss." After this time, Eleven didn't cup to report again.

Malcolm looked at Lyra's stony face, remembered Collin who was outside the door, sighed silently, and tried to put his arms around her thin waist to sleep, but Lyra was cold and pushed her hand away.

So, did she transfer her anger on him? He was so innocent! "Rara, are you mad atagain?" Lyra didn't look at him. Her tone sounded deep, "Collin knew all the shit Ethel putthrough and didn't do anything about it. He helped her hide it from me. | couldn't possibly tolerate his mistakes. You knowwell enough. Why do you speak up for him?" Malcolm lowered his long eyelashes, poked her shoulder with his finger carefully, and explained from the bottom of his heart.

"Just because | know you, | know that you're just angry at him and you can't accept the kind of thing that's regarded as betrayal." "But he is, after all, your beloved brother. If you don't see him and alienate him, you'll feel bad. | just ... don't want to see you like that." "Rara, if he really realizes his mistake and truly repents, you still won't forgive him?" After these words, Lyra was silent for a long tagain.

Boom- A thunderclap in the sky brought back her thoughts.

She slept with her back to Malcolm and said in an indifferent tone, "When | was fifteen, | was pushed into the sea by Ethel. If | hadn't been lucky, I'm afraid | wouldn't be here now. | can't forget it. At least for now, | can't see his sincerity in trying to repent.” Malcolm heard that and thought there was still leeway which depended on what Collin did.

He followed her and slept under the comforter, hugging her from behind. He whispered with his magnetic voice, "Then we'll watch quietly and see exactly what he'll do." Lyra closed her eyes and slept, not answering again.

The two of them embraced each other and slept.

The heavy rain outside the window and Collin who was standing in front of the door and drenched in rain did not affect Lyra's post-pregnancy sleepy body.

She still slept well this time.

In the early morning, the rain had stopped.

Lyra was awakened by the occasional light coming in, and gingerly lifted herself out of bed and stepped on the plush carpet with her bare feet.

She walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out the front door of Lyre Spiti.

Through the barred door, she could see Collin's still standing figure from a distance.

He dressed very thin clothes. It was like a special trip to suffer. Although the rain had stopped, he was still drenched by the rain, and his face was very pale as well as his lips.

From childhood to adulthood, Collin's image in her mind was great and admirable. He had never been wet and suffered this kind of thing.

Malcolm rested his chin gently on her slender shoulder and looked out the front door at Collin with her.

"Are you a little distressed?" Lyra didn't say anything.

Malcolm continued, "After getting wet in the rain, he hasn't left. Maybe there is really something important. Do you want to let him in and ask him what he really wants to say? After all, he has not signed the succession agreement. You can't completely cut off all contact with him." Lyra thought about it and it made sense.

The matter of inheritance was not resolved. Collin would always cback to her later. Why didn't listen to what he really wanted to say? She walked over to the bed and went to get her phone. She was ready to message Eleven directly and ask him to let Collin in She didn't expect that her phone would ring just as she picked it up.

It was Fifteen.

Fifteen called her and explained what happened to Ethel.

Lyra picked it up immediately.

On the other end of the phone, Fifteen said, "Miss, it rained heavily last night. Ethel knelt all night and she can't stand up. This morning, she has a high fever and is unconscious. Her injuries are soaked in the rain. Because there has been no medicine, there are signs of septic infection. Should we save her?" For this, Lyra did not need to consider, "Of course, we should save her. Hire a doctor for her to cure her as soon as possible.

After the lashing, apply medicine to her in time. When she wakes up, the previous rules remain unchanged." "Yes." Fifteen finished his answer and remembered something else, "Last night she recited the Buddhist Scriptures all night long and didn't finish reading them. She also hurt her voice, and now her voice is so dumb that she can't make a sound. Does she need to continue?" Lyra was silent before saying, "Her hands always work, so she'll write on her knees. You can alternate between the two ways." "Yes, Miss." Hanging up the phone, Lyra's expression turned serious again.

When she looked at Collin who was outside the main door, her eyes returned to coldness.

She sneered, "I thought he was here for something, but it turns out he knew Ethel couldn't take it anymore and cto plead for mercy." Malcolm bowed his head and said nothing more.

Lyra called Eleven in, "Go tell Collin that | never want to see him again. | will never forgive him again, and tell him to get out! Leavealone!" She almost roared out by saying the last two sentences. Her chest was burning with anger. She was really angry.

Eleven dutifully went down to convey her words.

At the door, he told Collin Lyra's words.

"Mr. Collin, please leave here. She will not see you and is angry. Even if you stand here for two more days, it will only intensify her anger." Collin raised his eyes and looked towards the bedroom window on the third floor of the villa. His eyes looked firm and unmoving.

"Mr. Collin..." Eleven was unable to persuade him and could only sigh. He was shaking his head helplessly, leaving Collin standing alone.

Shortly after Eleven left, Chad and Keira cover for a visit and saw Collin alone in the doorway.

Collin's gaze always locked on the third floor bedroom window. He paid no attention to Chad and Keira who approached.

Keira already knew about the Lloyd family's stuff from Chad, and she had little expression for Collin.

"As Lyra's brother, you actually helped that illegitimate daughter and falsely accused her of her identity. You are the one who hurt her the most. If | were her, | wouldn't forgive you either!" She didn't hide the displeasure on her face and grunted heavily.

Chad did not stop her accusation against Collin, but only looked at Collin in a rare and serious way after she finished.

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