Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 144

Chapter 144 You Have No Right to Interfere

Coincidentally, Alma was also doing a maternity test in this hospital. When Hank went to the obstetrics department, he saw that many people were there. It was as if Alma's child could no longer be preserved. He looked in the direction of the crying, and Alma was supported by Wendy. "I can't afford to lose this child. This is the child of me and Hank. I must protect it." The doctor shook his head helplessly. "Miss Kensley, please calm down. The prenatal examination is not over yet. You go in first."

Unexpectedly, Alma seemed to be crazy. "I won't go! You are going to kill my child. You must have taken the money of that bitch Lyra, right?"

Hank's eyebrows trembled. "What's wrong?" he walked over.

"Hank!" When Alma heard his voice, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She pulled his sleeve delicately. "I felt very uncomfortable when I woke up in the morning. I said that I would come here for a prenatal checkup, but they insisted that there was a problem with the child. Hank, our baby is so healthy. How could there be a problem? It must be them who colluded with others."

"Alma has been in a bad mood these days. It seems that she has been stimulated by something." Wendy explained in a low voice.

"Continue to do the check-up and wait until the results are out." Hank frowned and said to the doctor.

The worse the situation, the more he had to stay calm. Alma cried and shouted as she was sent into the examination room. Hank looked back at the group of Kensley family people and felt even more frustrated. He turned around and walked out. "Han... Mr. Barnwell, where are you going? If Alma comes out and doesn't see you, she will cry again." Hank frowned even more. He strode into the elevator with his long legs. Alma had his child. Of course, he would pay attention to it, but if Kensley family kept forcing him like this, he really couldn't treat it rationally. He couldn't even remember how this child was born. Was it the day he got drunk? The more Hank thought about it, the more he felt his head hurt, so he took the opportunity to walk to the garden behind the hospital, wanting to get some fresh air. However, just as he stepped down the stairs, he saw a few people setting up something behind him. There were flowers, balloons. They were still discussing, "Miss Jones is so lucky. She actually has such a good boyfriend. I heard that after Mr. Lubi's surgery is over, he will propose to her here."

"This is so enviable."

"Put some more roses over there. Red roses."

Propose?

After Nore's surgery, he was going to propose to Lyra?

A nameless fire rushed to the man's chest. His throat rolled and he could not control it.

He took out his phone and dialed Lyra's number. The call was quickly connected, but his tone was very unfriendly. "Why are you so persistent? What exactly is the matter?" "Listen up. If you dare to continue dating Nore, I will make Lubi family the next Jones family," Hank said coldly.

"Hank, are you crazy?" Lyra also happened to be nearby to buy things. Just as she was about to go around the small garden to go upstairs, she saw the tall and thin figure standing on the steps from afar. She gritted her teeth and walked over. "Who I am dating is my freedom. You have no right to interfere." She directly hung up the phone and stared at the man. "I do have it." Hank took a step forward, and the cold intent filled his entire face. "I am..." "Yes? Who are you?" Lyra could not hold back her laughter. What did they have to do with each other? What right did he have?

"Because I want to compete fairly with Nore," he said slowly, his cold face radiating a warmth that Lyra had never seen before.

Lyra subconsciously frowned and took half a step back.

Hank's words frightened her.

"You're crazy. Go to the psychiatric department and check your brain." "Lyra, don't run away from my question. If Nore and I pursue you at the same time, who will you agree to?" Although Hank was cold, he was determined to get what he wanted. Since he already had this thought in his heart, he must fulfill his wish.

This stubbornness was all written in his dark eyes. Lyra looked at him coldly and met his focused gaze. The resistance in her heart was gradually expanded and devoured her soul bit by bit. She did not know where the courage came from, but she sneered directly and said, "Of course, I will agree to Nore. Why would I choose a person who cheated in the marriage?"

"I did not."

He denied it coldly. "Mr. Barnwell, let me remind you. It was you who brought Alma to cause trouble on the day of my father's funeral. At that time, you were already so intimate. Tell me, did you cheat on me or no?"

Hank's eyebrows jumped.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but a nurse ran here.

"Mr. Barnwell, it's bad. Miss Kensley fainted in the delivery room." All of a sudden, Lyra's expression returned to normal. Her gaze mercilessly swept past Hank's face and she left without any reluctance. Hank only felt the anger, but he had to walk towards the obstetrics department. The two of them, two different directions, each rushing towards different people.

What Hank did not know was that Lyra went up the escalator on the second floor and came down from the other side. She asked about the location of the obstetrics department and followed him. She had to have a bargaining chip in order to bargain with Hank.

The results of the report from the obstetrics department were the same as what the doctor had predicted at the beginning. The child in Alma's belly was indeed not developing well, and...

The doctor looked at the report and reminded them tactfully, "During your pregnancy, you must be careful during intercourse. Try to be gentle. You can't go on like this. It will affect the fetus." Alma's face turned red.

On the other side, Hank frowned. After Alma was pregnant, he had never touched her. Even before, it was only the time when he was drunk. His thin lips opened slightly and he was about to speak when his hand was held.

Alma touched his finger and whispered, "Hank, let's go back."

She originally wanted him to care about her, but she did not expect that the doctor would say this. All of a sudden, Alma wanted to find a hole to hide in.

She was afraid that her secret would be exposed, so she quickly dragged Hank out.

"Did you hear what the doctor said just now?" The man gradually slowed down his steps.

Alma felt a chill down her spine. She felt that he was looking at her coldly. Afraid that he would get angry, she quickly explained in a low voice, "Hank, sometimes, I would think about it myself, so..." - The more she spoke, the more she threw him a coquettish look.

She thought that Hank would be like Terry, unable to resist her temptation.

However, she never thought that Hank was with her only because he was responsible. If not for this child, he would not even look at her again.

"You lied to me about the pendant. You also lie about the child. Alma, do you really like me?" he asked, staring coldly at the woman in front of him.