After divorce I am a billionaire

Besides him, Anthony, Chad, and Lucie were all watching Lyra, waiting for her choice.

Lyra took the pea pod in her hand, lowered her eyes, and did not answer immediately.

Lucie smiled. "It's really hard to pick two guys who are so handsome. If it were me, I'd want both." She tried to lighten the atmosphere, but none of them laughed.

It was a joke, but they seemed to take it seriously.

Lucie stopped laughing awkwardly.

Facing the gazes of a few people, Lyra did not have a special expression on her face. She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. "I don't want to choose him. | don't even know him. Why should | choose him as my husband?" Malcolm swallowed hard and he tasted a bitter taste in his mouth.

Too bitter, too bitter.

So bitter that his tip of his nose turned sour. Looking down, he was depressed for a long time.

Chad didn't look too good either, but he stayed by Malcolm's side, feeling sorry for his instantly pale face.

Besides, Anthony's face was no better than the other two men's.

He was right. Now Lyra wouldn't pick Malcolm.

But he wasn't happy, because Lyra had gotten to know him and trusted her through the courting of the past few days. Buteven then, she still didn't pick him over the unknown Malcolm.

Three men stood stiffly in the yard.

Lucie couldn't help but bring out sbenches and let them sit.

Then she asked Anthony, "Do your guests want to stay for dinner? It's late, and it's getting dark in the mountains. I'm afraid you'll have to sleep over tonight, but..." "There are only two beds in the house and a wooden sofa. I'm afraid you all can't sleep here." Anthony thought of NIB officers waiting at the top of the hill and said, "No, Lucie, they're not..." Before he could finish, Malcolm said hoarsely, "It doesn't matter. Chad and | can sleep on the floor, as long as we have two quilts. It's really hard to cout after dark, thanks Lucie." In spite of his best efforts, his pale face could not be seen in the dim light, and his hoarse voice was still choked up.

Lyra's hand paused as she peeled the pea pod. She glanced sideways at him again.

Lucie was the only one who didn't notice that Malcolm was having emotional problems. She just looked at Malcolm and Chad's clothes.

Military uniform, so they were either rich or noble.

"It's no troublesome, but I'm afraid you two gentlemen would feel uncomfortable living here.” Chad answered with a smile for Malcolm, "No, Lucie, here the air is good. The scenery is beautiful. Staying here overnight is our honor." Sleeping on the floor was not a big deal. He remembered when going to the border with Malcolm, they were sleeping in the mud for twelve hours.

Lucie smiled, and the atmosphere eased a little.

But people's joys and sorrows were not the same, and Malcolm's eyes hadn't moved since he saw Lyra.

Seeing him so upset, Lyra didn’t seem to react at all.

She really... didn't remember him? How did this happen? His gaze fell from Lyra's face to her fingers as she peeled the pea pods.

On the ring finger, there was a familiar red jade ring.

Malcolm took two steps forward, squatting unwillingly in front of Lyra's stool. His hoarse voice quavered as he asked, "Really... Don't you remember me?" Lyra didn't say anything. She looked him in the eye for a second, then lowered her eyes again and calmly corrected him. "No," she said Malcolm continued, "What about the ring on your left hand? You're married, and you don't remember who your husband is?" Lyra looked at her left hand, stroked it, kept her eyes down and shook her head.

"I've forgotten a lot of things. | don't remember how | got this ring, but it seems to have been there for a long tand | can't take it off." "Maybe... | have a husband, and he should be very good to me, never letdo housework. My hands are flawless and clean.” "I must have loved him very much, too, to keep wearing this ring." Anthony listened quietly and did not say a word.

Malcolm's long lashes fluttered violently, and the moisture in his eye sockets blurred his vision, but he was too proud to let the tears fall.

His thin lips quivered, and he looked remorseful.

His broad shoulders trembled, helpless, as if he had lost his precious treasure.

"He's not well, not at all. He didn't protect you and but let you suffer all this." Lyra retorted solemnly, "It's none of his business. My husband must be the best husband in the world! Besides, | don't suffer at all. Lucie is very good to me." She didn't remember who her husband was, but she still thought her husband was the best? For a moment, Malcolm didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He shook his hand, habitually want to put his hand on her knees, but also wanted to touch her, and even hug her.

He was afraid that she would regard him as a flirtatious hooligan, leaving an impression of disgust in her mind.

Timidly retracting his hand, Malcolm gulped down the fishy sweetness of his throat. Unwillingly, he introduced himself carefully.

"Rara, my nis Malcolm. I'm your husband. We've been married for five years and 11 days. We have two five-year-old kids.

You really... can't remember anything?" Anthony frowned slightly and stared at the side with a serious face.

Lyra looked at Anthony and chuckled. "What's going on these past few days? Why are both of you saying that you're my husband? How can | have so many husbands?" Malcolm's face went cold for a moment.

Chad was shocked, too, and gave Anthony a nasty look.

Anthony looked down awkwardly and got up to take the pea basket out of Lyra's hands. "I'll help Lucie cook," he said Malcolm withdrew his cold gaze from Anthony and looked up at Lyra. "What did he tell you?" Lyra laughed. Like a snitch, she told him what happened to Anthony a few days ago.

"What else can | say? Four days ago, he suddenly chere. He was just like you now. His eyes were red and his attitude was sincere. When he realized that | didn't know him, he said that he was my husband and wantedto go back with him." "I wouldn't. I asked him for a marriage license. He couldn't get it out, so | told Lucie to kick him out.” "But he wouldn't go. He stood in the yard all night. Lucie said he didn't look like a bad guy, so she let him stay for a few days." Chad was even more excited than the main role and accused, "Who would put the bad guy this words written on his face? He is bad, has no good intentions, and takes advantage of another's perilous state!" Feeling really angry, Chad suddenly stood up, aggressively rolled up his sleeves, but said, "I go to the kitchen to see him, help him wash vegetables!" His tone was so fierce that he looked like he was going to fight.

Lyra didn't stop it.

Lucie was afraid something would happen so she immediately followed up,” | should go to cook. You two chat here." Lyra grabbed Lucie and told her to sit back down. "Let them cook tonight. Lucie, you stay with me." "There's no reason to let the guests cook. It won't work." "They don't think of themselves as guests. They think they're very nice, Lucie. Just leave them alone.” She whispered into Lucie's ear and lowered her voice. "There's another one who says he's my husband. Lucie, can't you helpkeep an eye on him?" Malcolm thought he was not deaf, but can hear her at close range. And she didn't need to regard him as a thief.