Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 169

Chapter 169 Missed The two of them walked out of the hospital together.

"Don't follow me," Lyra couldn't help but turn around and say to him. "You were injured because of me. I have to take responsibility." He directly laid his cards on the table.

"Then send Alma to prison. This is intentional murder." Lyra snorted.

At the very least, it was intentional injury.

Her pupils flickered. Seeing that Hank was silent for a long time, she became disdainful. "You can't stand losing her, right?"

Yes, Alma was pregnant with his child.

Lyra felt an inexplicable jealous feeling in her heart. Alma was pregnant for him. But back then, her father and her treated him so well. Why didn't he... Tears welled up in her eyes as she quickened her pace and walked down the street. She had just stopped a taxi. As soon as she opened the door, a hand reached out from behind and closed the door. "She's not leaving." The driver looked at the two of them. "Don't mess around with me. Go settle your fight elsewhere"

Lyra wanted to get in the car again, but she was stopped by him. She stared at Hank. "Let me go," she said. "The doctor said that you can't carry heavy things," he said slowly. Lyra frowned and watched Hank's driver drive over and stop beside them. "Go to the villa. I won't go back for the next few days."

As he spoke, he opened the car door for Lyra, but his other hand seemed to be afraid that she would run away. He held her hand and refused to let go.

"You..."

"Sister Zhang misses you. Tell her what you want to eat." He threw out the bait again.

The car behind the one-way road had been blocked, and there was a driver who kept honking the horn.

Lyra had no choice but to get in the car first.

The car door closed, and she did not even look at Hank.

Hank stood by the street and watched the car leave. A certain memory flooded into his mind.

Three years ago, when they were discussing the matter of marriage, Lyra would let

him go first every time. Then, she just stood there and watched him leave. At that time, Hank could not figure out what she was thinking. Now, he seemed to understand.

The one left behind was the one who cared more about this relationship.

Lyra, do you have nothing but hate for me right now?

"Miss Jones, this is your favorite fried meat."

"There is also meatballs soup. This is the Purple Potato pastry that I made. Have a taste. Is it inconvenient for your hands? I will help you."

Sister Zhang was very meticulous. She made a large table of dishes and waited for

Lyra.

The plate in front of Lyra was as high as a hill. "Sister Zhang, thank you. I really can't eat so much." "Eat more. Mister said that you've been very busy recently. I think you've lost weight," Sister Zhang peeled another prawn for her.

Hank said that?

Lyra collected the thoughts in her eyes. Wasn't it all because of his fiancée that she had worked so hard?

When she thought about how Alma had done something behind her back and even bribed the people in the team, she was filled with anger. She immediately imagined the food in front of her as Alma and Hank and ate it one mouthful at a time.

"Slow down, have another sip of soup." Sister Zhang narrowed her eyes and looked at Lyra with gratification.

Lyra was full and even burped. Sister Zhang got up and went to clean up. She sat next to her and her phone rang. It was Nore calling. "Lyra, I'm at the training ground. Where are you?"

"L..." Lyra looked at the wound on her wrist, afraid that he would be worried if he knew. Moreover, there was no conclusive evidence for today's matter, only her as a witness.

"I'll go find you."

Lyra hurriedly said, "No need. I have something to do at the last minute. I won't train for the next two days. Let's meet the day after tomorrow." However, Nore could still tell that something was wrong with her. "Lyra, I really can't get away today. I came late. Don't be angry." "I am not. Alright, let's not talk about it for now." Lyra said a few simple words and hung up the phone. She did not want to tell Nore she was in Hank's villa because she was afraid that he would be impulsive. Now, the most important thing was to solve the problem of the team. Lyra was bored and casually turned on the TV, which showed today's news "According to the anonymous masses, the Cosmos Corporation is still in debt. The person in charge, Lyra..."

Lyra stared at the TV screen, her eyes staring blankly like a puppet. Hank walked in from outside the door and saw this scene. The tears in Lyra's eyes rolled down her cheeks and she cried silently. "Why..." Just as he walked over, he saw Lyra raise her head. A pair of beautiful eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at him. "Stay away from me." Her voice was hoarse as she turned and went upstairs. Hank's heart tightened as he looked at the news on the television. She still found out. "Miss Jones cried when she saw the news just now. She cried very sadly." Hank did not say anything. "Sir, if you really care about Miss Jones, don't let her hide anymore. She can't bear everything by herself," said Sister Zhang. In the past, Sister Zhang had personally witnessed how much Hank had sacrificed in order to take revenge. He had practically thrown his entire life into it. Although he was successful now, she could feel that Hank was really unhappy. Even if he was engaged to the Kensley family, he was still very lonely. Only when he saw Miss Jones did he live like a person with flesh and blood. Now, it was the same for Lyra. "It is not worth it to sacrifice your future life for the things in the past." After Sister Zhang finished speaking, she continued to work in the kitchen. Hank held the handrail of the stairs and thought for a long time, but he still did not have the courage to see Lyra.

He admitted that Sister Zhang was right, but the current him was not qualified.

Lyra sat alone in the room and cried for a long time. Her tears were dry. When she

looked up again, the moon was already hanging in the sky. For a moment, it was like a lifetime ago. "Dad, I miss you so much." She hugged the quilt and sobbed. At some point, she fell asleep. After a sleepless night, she woke up again and found that she was still in Hank's villa, clutching the corner of the quilt. She could not go back, she could never go back. The man had cut her life into pieces, and now he wanted to help her? Lyra looked at herself in the dressing mirror and slowly raised a strange and cold smile. "Hank, it's too late."

She was not a born cold blooded person. She could understand Hank's behavior during this period of time. However, she did not want to pay attention to it.

That man had destroyed the entire Jones family. Even now, there was not a single word of apology.

Lyra took a deep breath, got up, and walked out. "Sister Zhang, where is he?" "Sir did not stay here last night. He seems to have something to deal with. He left in a hurry." In a hurry? Yes, he should indeed be anxious. Lyra put on her coat and left the villa.

There were not many people who knew the cause of the Jones family's bankruptcy and had the motive to report it anonymously. Half an hour later, Lyra was standing outside the Kensley family's villa. Without any hesitation, she rang the doorbell. "Who..." Wendy came out from inside. When she saw Lyra's face, her whole body trembled. She hurried to the door and blocked Lyra from entering. "Why are you here?" "I'm not here to look for you. Get out of the way."