Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 139

Chapter 139 You Never Break Your Promise

Just as he moved, he wanted to get close to her. "Get out of my way," Lyra said as she retreated backward. Not only did she look at him with disgust, but she also hated the man in front of her. That gaze abruptly stopped Hank. He clutched his shirt and said after a long time, "I'll go prepare clothes for you. Then, I'll send a car to send you back." Lyra looked away, not even looking at him. The man withdrew his gaze, feeling very unhappy. He only heard someone knocking on the door, followed by the sound of Alma shouting. "Hank, open the door!" She was so anxious that her heart was tearing and her heart was tearing. However, the more she shouted, the colder Hank's gaze became. Lyra looked at the torn clothes on the ground and could no longer wear them. If someone outside barged in, what would she do?

"Hank!"

Alma ordered the hotel staff to open the door with a spare key and rushed in with her men.

It was at that moment that she saw Hank holding a woman covered in a blanket.

At that moment, Alma almost fainted from anger. "You... Who is she? Hank, how can you do this to me! I worked so hard to get pregnant for you, but you are here enjoying yourself!" i The broken clothes in the room, the scattered sheets, all revealed how intense the situation last night was. Alma glared with hatred. She shouldn't have gone to replace Terry. When she returned, she couldn't open the door no matter what. The hotel even received her order in advance. No matter who came, they couldn't open the door. This wait lasted for an entire night. How could she have thought that Hank would replace a woman? Alma was so angry that she was trembling. She had put in so much effort, but in the end, she was actually making a wedding dress for someone else. "Let me see, who exactly is she?" She stepped forward and was about to pull the woman's hair, but she was directly blocked by Hank. He said ruthlessly, "Have you had enough?"

Alma had never seen that kind of gaze before.

"Hank, how can you betray me?" she cried, her movements sluggish.

"Then you should ask yourself what you did yesterday. Alma, there is a limit to my tolerance for you." Alma did not dare to say more She did not expect Hank to notice. "..." She muttered for a long time but could not say a word to explain. Throughout the whole process, Hank's hand did not leave the woman's shoulder. He used the quilt to cover her body and face. When Keith rushed over, he picked up the person in his arms and walked out without looking at Alma. "Hank..." Alma slumped on the sofa, burying her head and crying. After an unknown period of time, a voice sounded above her head. "Do you want to know who the woman who was with him last night is? It's Lyra." Terry looked down at her, raised his hand, and pinched her chin.

"What!"

Alma couldn't accept this result.

Even if Lyra wanted to enter the room to seduce Hank, at that time, Hank clearly knew what kind of situation he was in, and he still kept her? He knew exactly what he was doing! Alma sat there in a daze, his eyes full of jealousy.

Hank took Lyra to the top suite upstairs.

"You should rest first. Someone will send you clothes later. We will talk about it when your mood stabilizes," he said in a low voice.

He said this but found that Lyra had not answered.

Why was she not arguing with him? "Lyra?"

He pulled the quilt away and found that her face was red, her cheeks were hot, and her eyes were closed tightly as if she was in pain. For the first time, Hank panicked. He immediately asked Keith to call the doctor, and then let a few female waiters come in to serve Lyra.

He had never left the room. Even if the company called more than a dozen times to

urge him, he did not go away. "Mr. Barnwell, Miss Jones must have eaten something by mistake, causing the blood in her body to surge. In addition, she has been overworking recently, so she got a high fever.' "When will she wake up?" Hank looked at the person on the bed.

"Soon, at most three hours. Miss Jones' health is poor. Mr. Barnwell needs to be more considerate. The frequency needs to be moderate." The doctor said. Frequency? The image of her being by his side last night circled in Hank's mind. He became more and more greedy and could not stop. Even he could not remember how many times there were. Keith sent the doctor away and brought Lyra's clothes. "Mr. Barnwell, the company is urging you again." "Send a car to send her back. Remember to tell me how she reacted." Hank slowly got up, but his gaze was fixed on the person on the bed. "Yes, Mr. Barnwell."

Two hours later. Lyra woke up again with a sour pain all over her body. Thinking of what had just happened, she looked around the room angrily. He was not here. Lyra endured the pain and got out of bed. She saw the note and medicine on the bedside table. Without even thinking, she pushed away. It shattered all over the ground. When she thought of the name Hank, she wanted to vomit. There were new clothes in the bag beside the bed. She did not hesitate. Only by putting them on could she leave this place as soon as possible. As soon as Lyra opened the door, there were two bodyguards standing at the door. She was really annoyed with this kind of drama. "I don't need you to send me. If you come closer, I will call the police." The bodyguards did not dare to go forward. They could only follow Lyra slowly from behind. They watched her take a taxi and then immediately reported to Keith. She washed her face in the hospital bathroom to get rid of the bad luck. As soon as she went out, she saw Xu Ya, who was dressed in branded clothes, holding a high-quality gift box in her hand. "Are you washing your face in this kind of place? Lubi family's taste is really too bad."

Xu Ya snorted contemptuously. Lyra was angry and could not be bothered to pay attention to her. "There are some people who just can't recognize their position and want to climb up to the rich and return to their past lives. Are you even worthy?" "The Jones family has long gone bankrupt. People like you are simply..." "People like me? You can insult me, but if you continue to mock the Jones family, don't blame me for being merciless." Lyra turned back abruptly and stared at Xu Ya fiercely. She remembered everything that Xu Ya had done before.

In that instant, Xu Ya was frightened by her gaze and was unable to retort for a long

time.

They just happened to be near the ward, and Nore, who was throwing a tantrum inside, suddenly heard Lyra's voice. "Lyra!"

He called her all night, but no one answered. He was really worried. Nore held onto his walking stick, but because the ground was wet and slippery, he accidentally fell to the ground.

That sorry appearance... Xu Ya frowned, feeling extremely humiliated. Lyra was the first to rush over and support Nore, "Did you get hurt? Let me see." She was in a hurry to help him check if there were any injuries from the fall, but Nore directly pulled her into his arms. His voice was gloomy and low, revealing a joy of regaining what he had lost. "Didn't you say that I would be able to see you after the operation?" "You never go back on your word!"

Lyra's movements suddenly froze, and her throat seemed to be choked by someone.