Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Fortunately, It Was Not Her

Lyra reacted quickly and immediately questioned him, "The hospital has already made preparations. You have no right to interfere. I have already said that if there really is an accident, Lubi family will not let it go." Hank had no enmity with Nore. If he pushed another person to hell just because of her, then Hank was really a madman. Moreover, he was a madman who killed people without blinking an eye. The man stepped on the brake and turned his head, the coldness in his eyes overflowing, "You are protecting him all the time now, but Lubi family only treats you as a servant. With your current status, you can't climb into Lubi family's door." "Yes, I am stupid. I want to cling to the Lubi family, can't I? Alma did the same thing and she's with you now. You are not qualified to criticize me."

Lyra fiercely fought back. She looked at the rearview mirror and confirmed that there was no car behind. She immediately opened the door. "Mr. Barnwell's car. I can't afford to sit in your car. Go and replace your Alma." Lyra slammed the door.

Bang! The man's eyes completely darkened. He should not have any pity for this woman. He stepped on the accelerator and left without hesitation. He just hoped that Lyra would have some self-respect. Even if Lubi family recognized her now, it was because Nore was sick. Once Nore recovered, they would not care about Lyra's life at all. Hank gripped the steering wheel hard. Why did she insist on sticking to Nore? He stepped on the accelerator harder and harder. But there were very few cars on this road, how could she go back? He turned on the radio in frustration, and the host's voice came from inside, "According to the information of the audience, there was a traffic accident on the north of Zhuhai Road. The victim was a woman in her twenties, wearing a gray windbreaker..."

His eyes suddenly sank, and he turned the steering wheel back. Right where he dropped off Lyra at the intersection, two big trucks flipped over one after another, and thick smoke billowed around them. There were screams of people everywhere, and the cries of children. Hank rushed over regardless, tearing his heart and shouting, "Lyra!" He rushed directly behind the two trucks, but was stopped by the truck driver. "Sir, you

can't go forward anymore, it's too dangerous." "Lyra!" "Where is the injured woman?" he asked. His eyes were wide open and he could not think rationally. The drivers were frightened by his appearance and pointed behind him.

"Ly..." He stopped in his tracks. He clearly saw that the woman was being supported by her family. Beside her, there was a child calling her mother. He swallowed. After a long time, he heaved a heavy sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not her. Not far away, Lyra saw everything that happened just now. She really wanted to get a cab and go back to the hospital just now. Just as she took a few steps forward, she heard the crash behind her. She was indeed in danger and escaped. She wanted to stay and see if there was anything she could help with, but she saw that Hank went back to replace her. Seeing that the man was still looking around, Lyra hid behind the public card. She frowned. If she died, Hank would probably be very happy, and no one would go against him.

What was he acting like this for? "Don't be soft-hearted. People like him have a purpose for doing anything." Lyra clenched her fingers and reminded herself silently. When Hank got in the car and left, Lyra wen to the nearby area and took a taxi. The two of them almost went back to the hospital together. When he entered the hospital hall, Hank heard the familiar footsteps behind him. He stopped and walked over when he saw Lyra's fair face.

"Where..."

However, Lyra did not stop and only said lightly, "I still have to take care of the patient." Her impatience was written all over her face.

Hank frowned and followed her.

Lyra ignored her and went straight back to the ward, but when she entered, she found that something was wrong. Lucy and the nurse were very anxious. When they saw her, they said anxiously, "Nore saw that you didn't come back for a day and was very worried about you. I don't know

where he went."

"What?"

Lyra took a look at the ward. Nore did not take his cell phone or sit in a wheelchair. She immediately ran out.

Hank stared at her anxious back, and the light in his eyes completely dimmed.

Lyra ran all over the two floors and asked when she met someone, "Hello, did you see a thin and tall young man? He was wearing hospital clothes, probably..."

Hank had been standing by the window on the second floor and watching from afar. He really wanted to know if Lyra loved him so much when they were married. No, definitely not.

His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the anger that could not be suppressed flowed in his chest.

After another ten minutes, Lyra finally found Nore at the edge of the garden. He had just returned from the street with his cane.

When their eyes met, Lyra was annoyed and angry. "Where did you go? The surgery is tomorrow. Can't you stay in the ward obediently? Do you know that Auntie is very worried about you? You..." Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled into a gentle embrace. "It's good that you're back." Nore sighed softly beside her ear. He placed his palm on Lyra's shoulder and back as if he wanted to knead her into his body.

Lyra raised her head and reflected on how agitated she was just now.

No matter what, he was a patient now. "Go back. Don't disturb other people." If it were any other time, Nore would definitely listen to her. But today, he hugged her even tighter, and even choked a few times. "I want to stay a little longer."

"But I'm cold. I was looking for you for a long time just now, and I'm sweating."

With that said, Nore slowly retracted his hand.

The night grew darker, but Lyra clearly saw that his eyes were red.

She suddenly didn't know what to say. Since the end of that failed marriage, her entire life had become dark. She didn't understand love and didn't want to touch love anymore.

She also didn't understand why someone would love another person so stubbornly.

One should only love oneself.

She would never fall in love again.

Seeing Nore like this, Lyra retracted her gaze. "Let's go."

Nore nodded. Just like before, he quietly followed behind her. After walking for a long time, he reached the door of the ward and tugged at Lyra. "If the surgery is successful tomorrow, I will be discharged. Then..." "Why are you hesitating so much today?" "It's too late. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Lyra blinked. "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow." Nore slowly loosened his fingers.

However, he entered the ward and lay on the bed. His mood was still desolate. He had not contacted Lyra for a day today. He thought that something had happened to her or that she had left.

Then he thought about it again. The reason why he could see her every day was because he was injured.

If he recovered, would the woman in front of him still stay by his side?