Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 37
Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 37
Chapter 37 More Than Hatred “He shouldn’t be so boring,” Lyra muttered as she frowned at the closed
door. “There’s no reason for him to do that. I’m not related to him anymore.” “Lyra, if he really is waiting
for you outside and wants to reunite with you…” Nore lowered his head. Pa. Lyra threw a pillow at
Nore. “I think you’ve watched too many idol dramas.” Lyra didn’t mind what he said. She went to wash
up and lay down on the bed. The look that Hank looked at her today flashed through her mind. It
seemed that it had indeed been a little different. But in the next second, Lyra overturned all those
strange thoughts. Either Hank wanted to scheme against her again, or he could not see his ex-wife
living well, and the damn possessive desire of a man was stirring up. That was all. Nore washed his
head. When he came out of the bathroom, Lyra was already asleep wrapped in a quilt. He could still
hear her slight snoring in the room. Nore laughed at himself and dimmed the lights in the room. “You
really don’t regard me as a man.” Did she trust him so much? She didn’t have any precautions at all.
He looked at Lyra for a while, then closed his eyes and fell asleep. In the early morning. Lyra woke up
from her dream. She dreamed of the day when Hank destroyed the Jones family. Her hands were
shaking. She got out of bed barefoot and drank two large glasses of cold water before she felt a little
more comfortable. She looked at the time again. It was 2:15. Lyra was no longer sleepy. Over the past
year, she had been living like this almost every day, suffering from nightmares. She looked at Nore who
was still asleep, opened the door, and walked out gently. She had originally thought that she could go
to the hall to enjoy the wind and drink He even wondered if they could live their entire lives if not for the
deep hatred between the two families. Every decision that Lyra made was for their marriage. As long
as he gave a word, she could give up everything, including her dream. Even after he had given her the
cold shoulder for two years. The messages and gifts she had sent were always warm. “It’s really boring
for me to be pregnant at home. Do you really want me to be a housewife?” Hank did not respond. Alma
was anxious. She was just about to probe when she saw the man shake off her hand and suddenly get
up to leave, “You decide on your own matter.” “Really? Can I continue to stay in the entertainment
industry?” Alma was overjoyed. She completely did not notice that Hank had been different from usual.
The man nodded. The mirror reflected his sharp profile. The only person he had wanted to control was
Lyra, and there would not be a second one in the future. “Hank, the sky is not bright yet. Aren’t you
going to stay and accompany me? Or don’t you want to accompany our child a little longer?” Alma took
the initiative to pull his hand.
“No,” said Hank as he withdrew his hand. He answered lightly before leaving. The memories in his
mind surged. On the day of Lyra’s miscarriage, he heard her crying in the hospital corridor. That was
their child. He sat in the car and smoked one cigarette after another. The morning broadcast was on.
When it was almost dawn, he turned the steering wheel and drove to the company. A few minutes later,
a business car stopped at the lift. Alma, wrapped in a windbreaker, walked up quickly. “Why are you so RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
late?” She pouted and closed the car door. “If I had come earlier, I would have run into Hank. Aren’t you
afraid?” the man in the car asked. “Alright, I don’t know why he was here. Are you jealous?” Alma
asked. The man chuckled, his voice cold. “Send you home?” he asked.some coffee, but she had never
thought that she would bump into someone who was also not asleep. Lyra slowed down. Hank stood
by the window in the corridor. He seemed to be talking to his partner. He spoke a fluent foreign
language and stared at the night in front of him with a determined and calm gaze. His profile reflected
on the glass, and he wore a neat suit. Any woman would be charmed by him like this. Just like Lyra
who had been infatuated with him. She calmly looked away and walked to the front of the automatic
sale. She swiped the QR code and bought a cup of iced coffee. Then, she sat down naturally and
scrolled through a magazine.: As for Hank, she could just treat him as air.
The man had noticed her long ago. His eyes gradually changed. He said to the other side of the line,
“Okay, we will talk in detail when we meet.” Then, he hung up. He did not return to his room, but
instead walked towards Lyra. “You…” “Don’t worry, Mr. Barnwell. I didn’t hear anything just now, and I
won’t tell anyone.” Lyra stood up. Rather than staying under the same roof as Hank, it was better to go
back and lie on the bed in a daze. However, at this moment, the door to the opposite room opened. A
beautiful woman with a sexy figure walked out from inside. She was only wearing a silk nightgown. Her
face was crystal white, every frown and smile was so tempting, her hair was still dripping with water, it
was obvious that she had just taken a bath. At the same time, the three people were stunned. “Ly…
Lyra?” “… Alma?”