After divorce I am a billionaire

Tonight, she was doing something wrong. When she saw Malcolm kneeling on the board, her anger instantly disappeared. And she had the guilty conscience and felt sorry for him at the stime.

She walked over and gave him an out by gently poking his shoulder with her fingertips.

"Okay, let's not make a scene, okay?" Malcolm grunted and ignored her.

Lyra continued to coax patiently, "I have not eaten. And | was carried back by you. I'm hungry. Mel, get up and cook for me." "I am receiving my punishment. Not available!" He was unmoved and pulled his phone out of his pants pocket to send a message over, "I'll have Keira make a few dishes and bring them over to you." Lyra continued to poke him in the shoulder, "But | want to eat your cooking. And besides, if Keira comes over, Chad will definitely follow. And if Chad sees it, will he quietly laugh at you?" Malcolm's hand, which was typing, gave an abrupt halt.

But he quickly cup with a solution, "I'll call ahead and not allow Chad to chere. Have Keira just drop it off outside the front door, then have Twelve take it into the dining room for you." It was really not easy to coax him.

She bent down and gently hugged him from behind. Then she took away his phone when he hadn't finished editing the message.

Her small face pressed against his face and gently stroked it.

"Stop it. What exactly do | have to do before you'll get up?" Malcolm bit his thin lips. Being stroked by her small face and feeling her extra soft skin, his emotions were smoothed a lot.

He thought about it and said in a sullen tone, "Say you're wrong. Say you'll never dare to lie toagain. Don't let other men kiss you, not even kissing your hands and hair! Nor are you allowed to eat alone with other men!" Lyra was speechless, "| was working! | invited him to dinner because we need to talk about the cooperation. | have explained that it's not what you think. Kissing the back of the hand is European Swye's culture. It's normal!" "You don't even know what's wrong! And you still think you're justified!" Malcolm was furious and pulled away her slender arms, which were around him, "Leavealone and letreflect on it." Lyra sat back on the bed in exasperation and stared at him from afar.

"It's really tto reflect. It's been a while since | haven't punished you. Have you forgotten who you are?" "You make something out of nothing tonight. You're unreasonable and also hit him. Even if | give you an out, you're so stubborn!" "Also, how many times did you yell my ntonight?" His back stiffened slightly, "I don't remember. | didn't count.” Lyra said in a good-natured way, "Then the number of punishment is based on ‘don't remember’. Kneeling for one night is not long enough for reflection. Just kneel a day and night. What do you think?" Malcolm was inwardly bitter and felt suffocated. The tip of his nose was sore and his eyes becwatery again. Still, he didn't answer her question.

Lyra sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and breathed in deeply.

It was the first tshe and Malcolm had argued so much since they had reconciled.

Thinking of the babies in her belly, she inhaled again and tried to control her emotions. Simply, she didn't look at him and let him have a rough time.

She took out her phone and continued to work on her work.

The room quickly quieted down and the atmosphere remained discordant.

After arguing for more than ten minutes and being ignored by Lyra for more than half an hour, Malcolm's knees were getting sore.

He furrowed his eyebrows. His breathing becheavier, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Although Lyra was on her phone, her eyes had been peeking at him who looked painful.

She let out a long breath, still not holding back.

"If you really kneel for a day and a night, I'm afraid you will not be able to walk tomorrow and the day after." Her tone was much milder.

Malcolm clenched his fists. His nasal voice sounded aggrieved and sour, "Even if my legs are ruined anyway, no one will feel heartbroken." What did he say?! She really admitted defeat this time.

"Nonsense, | will be heartbroken." She gently hugged him again and helped him wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"I was wrong! I'll tell Caesar Gary tomorrow that I'll never eat with him alone, and even if | do, I'll bring my Malcolm with me, okay?" Malcolm was deflated quite a bit and grunted twice in arrogance, "Barely forgive you. Don't do it next time." "Well, promise there won't be a next time. Get up.” Lyra gently helped him up, brought him to the bed, pulled down his pant legs and checked his knees.

The sharp edges of the board made his knees" skin concave deeply. Fortunately, the twas not particularly long. There was no bruises, just swellings.

Lyra carefully stroked his wounds, and to prevent them from becoming bruised tomorrow, she took the swelling ointment from the nightstand drawer and applied it to the knees.

"You ask for it!" She sighed, "Does it hurt?" "My heart hurts more!" He stared at her in exasperation, and was aggrieved Lyra immediately kissed his thin lips. Her whole heart was softened by his pitiful look, and she was dotingly coaxing, "Then how about | make it up to you tonight?" "How? You have to be careful in first three months. And | can't have sex with you." Lyra's eyes flashed with cunning, and her tone was seductive to the extreme, "Just because you can't sleep me, it doesn't mean you can't have it. | can use this!" She put her long and slender hand in front of his eyes.

Malcolm immediately understood! After a pleasant hour, Malcolm unloaded his hostility and was refreshed by Lyra's reassurance.

Being satisfied, he walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs to the kitchen to make dinner.

After a big fight, their relationship was not affected too much because of Lyra's timely appeasement.

Especially Malcolm, who received a small compensation, was extremely happy.

When they had the dinner, Lyra remembered what happened during the day at the opening ceremony and asked in a straight way.

"Today Irene said that someone visited her in the prison before. And that person's appearance seemed to be unexpected to her, so you should ask someone to check her visitation records in recent months when you have time." Malcolm's expression immediately becserious.

"It's been checked and there's no record of any visits to Irene." Lyra stopped eating, "Why? So that means Irene is lying?" He shook his head, "She should not be lying. People have high military ranks have the privilege of secret visits. So this is not recorded, but because of this, the scope of the investigation is narrowed. And currently, there are only five people in the country can have this right." Lyra listened intently and pondered carefully.

Malcolm immediately served her the food into her plate, "You can eat first. I'll tell you about this." "Great." "The five are Shane, Collin, Kase Hutchinson, Gilbert Deleon and I. Of these, Gilbert Deleon has not been back to Suham for most of the year and has been doing business at border. Basically, he's ruled out.” "And Collin and I, there's no way we would do something like that to hurt you, so I've asked Chad to focus a thorough investigation on Shane and Kase Hutchinson. I'm sure it won't be long before we get results.” Lyra frowned and analyzed, "Kase Hutchinson and | don't know each other well. | don't think he's very likely either, as for Shane ... what do you think?" MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1