The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 124 Calling Master or Lyra

Rara?

Lyra was frightened by that. Melvin was drunk too?

She didn't say anything, and Garrett's anger rose as he heard Melvin interrupt his confession.

In the state of being intoxicated, he got up from the ground, rushed over to grab viciously Melvin's lapel

with one hand, and the other hand clenched into a fist, ready to beat on Melvin's face.

"You're the one who hurt her two days ago. What qualifications do you have to still hang out in front of

her!"

Melvin did not move, nor did he explain. His dark eyes did not show weakness in front of him.

Garrett was furious and saw the punch in his hand about to beat him.

Lyra shouted, "Seventeen, Eighteen!"

Seventeen and Eighteen immediately jumped in through the cavernous window, separating the two

who were about to fight over each other.

Garrett missed and was depressed, "Lyra, why don't you let me teach him a lesson?"

Lyra winked at Seventeen and Eighteen, "Mr. Frazier is drunk. Send Mr. Frazier back."

"Yes."

"I'm not drunk, really. Lyra I'm not drunk ..."

Garrett mumbled, and was unsteady on his feet as he was held by two bodyguards. His voice was

getting further and further away.

Finally quiet, Melvin also do not pretend to have stomach pain. His facial expression was back to the

usual stoic one.

Lyra gave him a sarcastic look, "Why don't you keep pretending?"

Melvin pursed his lips, walked to her feet without a word, and knelt down steadily in front of her.

It was his own initiative to kneel down this time.

Garrett just got down on one knee as a gesture of love.

He knelt on both knees as an atonement.

Lyra didn't understand his behavior, "What are you doing?"

Melvin tilted his head and met her eyes with determination, "Something has been bothering me for

many years. Tonight, will you tell me the truth?"

"Tell me about it."

"Did you or did you not go to Pinewood Street 13 years ago on March 14? Did you or did you not save

a little boy?"

Lyra was about to open her mouth to deny it.

Melvin took the lead and continued, "If you continue to be perfunctory as before, I will keep

investigating, and I will never stop until I get the final result!"

Lyra never took that seriously, "Does it matter if I'm honest? And does it matter if you get this result?"

"It matters."

Looking at each other, Lyra saw the expectation and earnestness in his dark eyes, which showed that

he was longing for her to tell the truth.

"When you get my answer, won't you keep checking?"

"Yes."

The man sounded very firm.

Well, the rescue thing was just an accident. It was just a trivial thing for her to tell him, "Yes, I've been

there. I think I saved a boy from the car accident that day. I can't remember the rest."

Melvin's eyes were slightly red at the end and his low voice was a little shaky, "These are enough."

He was really wrong all these years! So unbelievably wrong!

It was unexpected that the one he liked and was grateful for was the same. Obviously he had got her

before, but he actually did not cherish ...

Melvin's heart throbbed violently.

He took a knee step in Lyra's direction and called out to her with red eyes, "Rara, I ..."

"Stop!"

Lyra was creeped out by how he called her. Every time when he said gently, it always seemed like

there was a conspiracy. Couldn't he just say normal human words?

And ...Rara?

How about calling her "Lyly"!

Lyra told him with a serious face, "You are given two choices. Call me master or Lyra."

Melvin blushed and struggled internally, "Then it's better to call you Lyra."

After struggling, he only continued in a shaky voice, "These days, I finally understand my heart,

understand how wrong I was before ... Lyra, it turns out that whom I always liked, loved and

appreciated is you. From the beginning to the end, it is you! I'm stupid enough. It was me at first ..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Lyra raised his chin with her fingertips.

Seeing his remorse face with dark eyes that were full of chagrin, she thought he can pretend it very

well as if there was really such a thing.

"Let me guess. You figured it out and wanted to knock me out?"

The corners of her lips were turned upwards into a smile, and there was undisguised sarcasm under

her eyes.

In addition to sarcasm and coldness, one can no longer find other emotions in her eyes.

Melvin's heart ached hard.

He was not surprised that all of Fiona's words that day were heard by the bodyguard and relayed to

her, but there was absolutely no way he would do such a nasty thing.

"That kind of forcing you stuff is something I'll never care to do. And from now on, I won't lie to you.

Believe it or not, I will prove to you that what I owe you, whether it is compensation or a price, I am

willing to pay, as long as you can give me another chance."

"Chance?"

Lyra laughed, "I don't care if you're on the wrong medication today or if you're insane, I'll tell you one

thing plainly! I will never go back and remarry you, not in this lifetime, unless you die!"

Unless he died?

Melvin smiled miserably. He understood her character, but was unwilling to give up. He had to try and

made himself even more heartbroken ...

"It is I who hurt you too much and do not deserve your forgiveness, so let me stay by your side for the

rest of my life and be your servant to atone for my sins."

A lifetime?

Lyra raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered, "So, if I marry another man in the future, you can also

bear to watch me and him love each other every day?"

Melvin's back stiffened violently, and his whole face turned white instantly.

Lyra saw this reaction, sneered, let go of the hand that clamped his jaw and got upstairs.

"Melvin, a lifetime is too long. Who knows what will happen? You can get through this year before you

make the decision."

Melvin sat on his knees with Lyra's words just now lingering on.

Could he really stand to watch her and other men love each other every day ...?

The answer was: he couldn't!

He stayed in the living room for a long time and gradually figured it out again.

Lyra didn't believe his confession, so he had to show it for her!

He finished cleaning up the leftover on the table before going back to his room to take a shower.

When he just entered the bathroom and took off his pant, two packages of something suddenly fell to

the floor with a very soft snap sound.

Melvin bent down to pick them up and found it was three packets of sugar.

He didn't pay much attention to it. He might probably put them in his pocket during the day when he

was making coffee, so he casually put them on the bedside table and went on to the shower.

After showering and coming out in his bathrobe, he had just dried his hair when Lyra's voice rang out

from upstairs, "Melvin, come to the study." Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

He immediately changed his clothes and went upstairs. When he opened the door to her study, he saw

Lyra still working late in front of the computer.

Because of the red wine, her small face was pinky, which was exceptionally intoxicating, but her eyes

were clear and bright.

When she saw him enter, Lyra ordered in a deep voice, "Go make a cup of coffee."

Coffee at this late hour?

Melvin frowned and tried to dissuade her, "You drank tonight. You'd better have a rest early. Drinking

coffee and staying up late at night are too harmful to your body."

Lyra frowned and gave him a cold look, "Go."

The reality television talent show was coming to an end the day after tomorrow, and she intended to

make the last one live-streamed.

So in the next two days, the project must be prepared, and she was not confident to give it to others.

Melvin saw the determination in her eyes. She always had an idea, and what she decided would not

change her mind easily.

"I'll stay with you as long as you want to stay up."

Melvin turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen.

After making coffee in an organized manner, he found he ran out of sugar packet.

Thinking of the sugars in his room, Melvin went back to his room, picked a packet randomly and put it

in the tray.

Lyra was unusually focused in front of the computer. Melvin put the coffee in her hand, turned around

and went out. Then he closed the door behind him, and leaned against the door to stay up late with her.

After about half an hour, a very strange gasping and breathing sound suddenly came from the study.