Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 193

Chapter 193 Didn't Let Go

It was a birthday banquet, but because someone was injured, they had to stop. The Armstrong family, including Old Lady Armstrong, all went to the hospital. There was no other reason. The person who was injured was Hank! Lyra sat on a bench in the corridor. Her palm was still stained with Hank's blood. She lowered her eyes and did not speak. Her expression was dim. It was not until the doctor came out that Lyra got up and looked over. "The wound on the head of the patient has been bandaged. When you go back, you have to observe carefully. You have to change the medicine and disinfect it every day. Don't let him touch water. Come back in a week to remove the medicine and check it again." "Has he woken up?" Jasper frowned. This was the first time she had seen Hank so irrational. "No, not yet." The doctor replied. Everyone's hearts still hadn't completely settled. "Grandma, I'll send someone to send him back. You can go home first." Jasper said and asked the servants of the Armstrong family to send the old lady back. "Well, you young people are too impulsive and disregard the consequences." The people of the Williams family who rushed over were all glared at by the old lady. "Old lady, I am really sorry. We..." "Humph!" The old lady held her walking stick and left with a cold face. The person in power of the Williams family was not Xu Ya's father, but her uncle, Wencheng Williams. He was nearly sixty years old and was still in charge of all the affairs of the Williams Group. It was not that he did not want to hand over the power, but the children in the family were all unreliable. When he heard the news that Hanyu had injured Hank, he was so anxious that he almost had a heart attack.

He hurriedly grabbed Hanyu by the ear and came over to apologize. "Young Master Armstrong, how is Mr. Barnwell now?" Wencheng had a humble attitude.

"Didn't you hear what the doctor said? He hasn't woken up yet. That good-for-nothing nephew of yours can live a few more days." Jasper glanced at him. If Hank recovered, then that brat could just wait for death.

"Yes, yes, yes. I will teach that good-for-nothing brat a lesson when I get back. These are all for Mr. Barnwell to nourish his body." Wencheng immediately got someone to bring several gift boxes. "There's no need. Do the Barnwell family need your help?" Jasper stopped looking at him and walked straight to Lyra. "I'll send him back to Barnwell family. You..."

"I'll go too."

Lyra said in a low voice and looked up again. It was impossible to see what she was thinking in her eyes. "Okay, let's go." For some reason, Jasper had a hunch that Hank wanted Lyra to be by his side. When Lyra walked out of the hospital, the sky was completely dark. She saw that Hank was still in a coma and was helped into the car by the Armstrong family

Lyra quickly sat on the co-pilot's seat, but was called to the back by Jasper.

"Someone needs to watch him. It's not convenient for my servant to do it. I have to

Lyra wanted to refuse, but after all, Hank was injured because of her.

"Alright."

She was on the left and Hank was on the right.

The car hadn't driven far when Hank's head leaned over after a turn.

"You..."

Lyra subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he was unconscious. He looked so cold but so lonely as well. Lyra's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air. They arrived at Barnwell family's villa.

"I'm going upstairs to make some arrangements," Jasper said as he got out of the car. Before Lyra could say anything, he had already gone far away. She looked down at the unconscious Hank and frowned. She muttered in a low voice and saw that Hank's eyelids seemed to move a bit.

Lyra frowned and carefully ran in the direction of the car door.

his eyes was bottomless. "You're awake?"

However, his hand was still holding her wrist, refusing to let go. Lyra dragged him for a long time, but in the end, she could only help him up the stairs. "Then I'll leave Hank to you." Jasper did not say anything when he saw the strange posture of the two.

"What?"

Before Lyra could react, Jasper quickly went downstairs and left the villa.

He sat in the car and breathed a sigh of relief. "Hank, I can only help you so much."

Lyra had no choice but to call Ms. Zhang upstairs, but Hank's hand had been tightly holding her, and she could not break it. "Miss Jones, how about I get you a blanket? You should rest first." Ms. Zhang was also in a difficult position.

Rest?

Lyra looked at her side. Other than a double bed, where else could she rest? Could it be that she wanted her to share a bed with him? What kind of joke was this? "Sister Zhang, there's no need. Go rest. I'm not tired." Lyra forced a smile. Now that things had come to this, what else could she do? Previously, when the zipper was accidentally hooked together, she could still tear off her clothes. Now that he was grabbing onto her and not letting go, should she cut off

She shouldn't have had a sudden sense of responsibility. Why would she care about him? There were so many people in Barnwell family, would they let anything happen to him? But in fact, other than Sister Zhang and the servants, Barnwell family did not have any family members of Hank.

When he married her, he was alone.

It was the same now.

He was so lonely that no one dared to approach him.

Perhaps it was because he had lived alone for too long, but when Lyra looked at his face under the moonlight, she felt that although he was unconscious, he still sent out

an unfriendly vibe. "I'm really crazy." Lyra frowned and retracted her gaze. She struggled a few more times with her wrist. She was still tightly gripped by him. She gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart. She had no choice but to sit on the carpet. She leaned her head against the bed and could rest a little. God knew when he would wake up and let go of her.

Lyra fell into a deep sleep. The moonlight grew stronger, and the man on the bed opened his eyes. His dark, bottomless eyes glanced at Lyra. His left hand slowly tightened again. Seeing Lyra frown uncomfortably, a hint of warmth appeared on his face. His hand loosened, but he had no intention of letting go. He tilted his body and stared at Lyra for a long time. The phone screen lit up. It was a message from Jasper. "How should we deal with that kid from the Williams family?" Hank's eyes turned cold. He put down his phone and slowly closed his eyes. In the dead of the night. Sister Zhang was in the downstairs room. When she heard that there was no movement upstairs, she was still worried. She hugged the blanket and went upstairs.

She slowly pushed open the door and saw Lyra lying on the other side of Hank. Although their movements were not very intimate, the atmosphere was quite good. Sister Zhang smiled gently. How good is this? Why do they have to go against each other? She gently closed the door and looked down at the door lock. It was normal for the house to be damaged. For example, this lock, sometimes, would inexplicably break!