Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Two Different Worlds

“This is what you see. I have nothing to say.” Hank’s voice was light, and his heart had not calmed

down because of Lyra’s actions just now.

He had never seen her so determined to protect him in his life.

No, it should be said that he had witnessed the feelings he had missed.

“Hank, don’t play tricks with me. I know everything about you and Lyra. She hates you so much that

she will marry you again? I can hear clearly how your servant called her.” Nore’s hand continued to

tighten.

He could not hold back the anger in his chest. When he thought of how Lyra had been by Hank’s side

for the past few days, he could not control himself.

Why? In order to be closer to Lyra, he had even compromised with his parents and accepted the

responsibility of managing the company.

He also learned how to become stronger step by step, so that Lyra would no longer have to lower her

head in front of Hank.

In the end, this was the result.

Nore’s chest heaved up and down. No matter what, he couldn’t bear this.

He stared at Hank’s face, raised his fist, and punched.

This time, Hank did not dodge. He forcibly received this punch, and a faint trace of blood seeped out

from the corner of his lips. He extended his finger and gently wiped it away.

“Speak!” Nore almost lost his mind. He shouted fiercely and glared at Hank. “She has lost her memory.”

Hank lifted his eyes and looked over. His cold eyes were filled with deep light, making it impossible for

Nore to see through his true thoughts. “What?”

Hank glanced upstairs. After making sure that Lyra would not hear their conversation, he walked over

to the sofa and poured two cups of tea. He recounted the entire matter in a concise manner. Apart from

the dispute between Zhang Min and the Barnwell family, he did not hide anything. As soon as he

finished speaking, Nore’s face turned ashen. It took a long time before he shook his head in disbelief.

“Impossible. How did she forget about those things? It must be you…”

“I don’t dare to say anything else, but when it comes to caring about her, I have done

no less than you.” Hank looked over indifferently and said word by word. Nore was instantly

speechless. It was only after he took over the company that he found out that Hank had always been

helping Lyra guard the Jones family. Especially after the Jones Group changed its owner, Hank had

secretly used a lot of thoughts. Not only did he not let Lyra notice, but he also allowed her to establish a

foothold in the business circle. He really could not compare to this. “But that can’t erase the fact that

you once hurt her. Do you dare to tell her how Uncle

Jones died?” Nore asked fiercely.

“She still doesn’t know.”

With such a cold sentence, the anger in Nore’s heart was ignited again.

“Barnwell, are you continuing to lie to her like this? You can fake other things, how can you let Uncle

Jones come back to life?”

Hank closed his eyes in pain.

This was what he was thinking these days. He was really at his wit’s end.

“Say something!”

Hank took a deep breath. “I can personally explain everything to her, and then what?”

Nore frowned and did not say a word. “We will watch her experience that kind of pain again?”

He did not want to see Lyra cry and be sad more than anyone else. In the upstairs room.

Lyra leaned against the door and listened to the noise outside.

“Madam, do you want to take a rest on the bed first? Or do you want to eat some snacks?”

“No need.”

Lyra made a shushing gesture.

She pressed her ear against the door again. But the sound insulation effect of this house was too good.

She just couldn’t hear any movement downstairs.

Just as she was about to give up, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Hank’s striped shirt appeared in front of her eyes. “Hank, are you alright?” Lyra was stunned for a

moment before she quickly raised her

head and smiled. The man looked at her smile and shook his head. He turned his head and instructed

Sister Zhang, “There’s nothing for you to do here. Go to the kitchen first.” “Yes, Sir.” Sister Zhang

immediately left the room, giving them a chance to speak privately. Lyra tiptoed to see what was going

on downstairs, but soon the door was closed. Hank’s tall figure stood in front of her. “Hank, what did

you two talk about?” She asked curiously. “About you.” As he spoke, his eyes shone with a searching

light as he approached Lyra step by step, raising his hand to rub her chin. Unlike last night’s

gentleness, he had a lot of strength in his hands. Lyra could not help but frown. “In your heart, am I

more important than him?” He suddenly took a step forward, and the next second, the two of them fell

on the double bed together. His hand was holding her waist. In their fake marriage, had Nore also been

like this, often caring and comforting her?

At the thought of this, the surging jealousy in his heart could not be suppressed. That manic emotion

made him unable to think rationally. “Of course, you are the most important.” Lyra was stunned for a

moment.

“In my heart, in this world, the two men I love the most are you and my dad. You can’t even be jealous

of my dad, right?”,

IA

Her voice was as gentle as a cloud of smoke that drifted into the man’s heart, but it was even more

ruthless than a knife as if it had directly cut into his heart.

Her father had died because of him.

Hank’s face suddenly sank.

At this time, Lyra got out of his arms and smiled lightly, “Don’t worry, Nore and I are friends. We used to

be, and we will be the same in the future, never changing.” Hank’s body was empty. He sighed and

turned to sit on her right. The atmosphere in the room was so quiet. The two of them were clearly so Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

close, but to him, it took a lot of courage to touch her. “Hank, I hope you understand that since I have

chosen you to be my husband, it will only be you for the rest of my life.”

The man’s eyes suddenly trembled. “I still have something to deal with. You should rest first tonight.” If

he stayed a second longer, he was afraid that he would tell everything to her. It was not that he was

greedy for the feeling of her being by his side, but he really did not know how to minimize the harm she

would suffer. He even thought that it would be better for him to take that kind of solution and lose his

memory together with Lyra. Outside the door, it seemed like a different world. Lyra sat on the bed, the

light in her eyes gradually becoming complicated. Her fingers tightened the sheets, and tears silently

fell. She stared at the closed door, crying and laughing. “Hank, you really don’t have a heart.” Or it

could be said that he didn’t care about her life or death at all. But how was she going to continue on the

rest of the road?

Her arms slowly wrapped around herself, and her tears seemed to have dried up. Tears remained on

her face.

Dong “Madam, it’s time to eat.”

Madam?

Heh, how ironic.