Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 287

Chapter 287 Who Exactly Was Unworthy?

She would let Hank experience that a woman could be incomparably gentle, forever following him and waiting for him. When he was tired of Alma's temper, she would fiercely shake him off. This was the rule of this game. She was the only one who could control the whole situation, making Hank unable to understand the reason even until he died. For example, this bowl of soup that she had carefully prepared was her first step into his life.

The more gentle and considerate she was, the deeper the guilt in Hank's heart became.

"Lyra, why was Uncle Zhao looking for you? What did he say to you?" Hank's heart tightened and his brows furrowed. "It's nothing much, just chatting." "It's just that I don't know that they have already returned to China. When do you have time? Come with me to visit them." Lyra smiled. "... Okay." Hank suppressed his voice. He looked at Lyra, walked behind her, and gently grabbed her wrist.

He turned it over and saw that there were all blisters.

Lyra subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

"!, I was careless." She lowered her head, looking very gentle.

The man's brows furrowed. He did not blame her but felt sorry for her. Her delicate and beautiful hands had been burned to such an extent.

"In the future, don't do such chores. Leave it to the servants to do."

"But I want to do these for you with my own hands. It doesn't matter. I can learn it." Lyra was pulled into his arms. If they were not in this kind of life-and-death relationship now.

She would definitely become a good wife and mother for Hank. No matter how many children he wanted, she would work hard.

No matter what price she had to pay, she would not hesitate at all. Unfortunately, he had never given her this chance. "I am not worthy of you doing this." His voice made Lyra's heart tighten.

She also wondered if she would be soft-hearted and forgive him if Hank admitted everything to her now.

However, there was no conclusion.

She understood this man's temper too well. He would never admit it. "Hank, what are you talking about?" Lyra smiled gently and looked straight into Hank's eyes. Was he going to confess his mistake to her? Her heart was thumping, and Lyra could not tell whether she was expecting him or not.

As soon as she finished speaking, the man's deep eyes reflected her face. After a long time, he lowered his head and held her hand. "Let's go home first."

The coldness in Lyra's heart grew stronger and stronger. She retracted her gaze and lightly echoed.

She knew that this man would never repent until he died.

To her, or to the Jones family, he would not feel the slightest apology. On the way back to the villa, Hank's cell phone rang several times. "If you have something to do, go do it. I can go home by myself." Lyra pursed her lips. "It's okay." Hank said. He muted his phone and put it in the pocket on the right Lyra smiled and looked out of the window. "I really feel that I am the happiest woman in the world right now." Thump.

The string in Hank's heart instantly broke.

As if she did not notice his reaction, Lyra turned her head to the side and gently rested her head on his shoulder. "Before we got married, my dad often told me that I should take good care of my future husband and son. He also said that you are busy at work and might not have time to accompany me."

"If I have the chance, I must tell him that he saw the wrong person. You dote on me so much, you will not leave me alone, right?"

When Lyra said this, her heart felt like it was bleeding. She looked up, wanting to know if this man still had any conscience. However, Hank's expression only darkened a little.

"I will not."

With a smile on her face, Lyra slowly pulled herself out of his arms. Her eyes were

already desolate and lifeless. In the hospital, Alma called Hank several times, but no one answered. She was anxious and scolded all the nurses and nannies, then ordered them to do a lot of things. She was very picky, and only in this way could she feel better. "Alma, take a rest. Don't think about this anymore. You have to think about the child." Wendy snorted. "Hank has already started to hide from me!" After she finished speaking, she saw a nurse looking at them. "What are you looking at? I'm going to dig out your eyes," she roared. The nurse was so scared that her hands trembled and she almost hit the vase. "You blind thing, can you afford to pay for it if you break it?" Alma snorted in disgust. "Alma, you are going to be a rich wife in the future, and you need to pay attention to your words and actions?" Wendy shook her head helplessly. There was no trace of a young lady from a wealthy family on her. Compared to Lyra's magnanimity, she was much worse.

"It's useless. The most important thing now is that I can give birth to a son and then quickly recover my figure. Otherwise, Hank would not change his mind." Although she had asked someone to inquire about Hank's whereabouts, they always returned empty-handed. "Do you think I should spend a lot of money to bribe Keith? He is the person who arranged everything for Hank. If he becomes my person..." Alma was thinking about the good things. Wendy sighed again and again. She really could not save Alma.

The door was knocked. The nurse was about to open the door when Terry barged in.

Seeing that it was him, Wendy immediately shouted, "You guys, get out quickly." Terry's eyes were completely glued to Alma. He walked over a few steps and lifted the quilt. "What are you doing? Are you crazy!" "Let me tell you, my son can't be surnamed Barnwell!" He pinched Alma's shoulder. Wendy was so scared that she could not speak. She wanted to go out and prevent

someone from coming in. "What? You want to report this to Hank?" Terry asked harshly. "No, no, no, how would I dare!"

"I was afraid that someone would come in and hear your conversation." Wendy shook her head.

"Alma, do you dare to tell Hank that you are pregnant with my child?" Terry sneered. "You are really crazy. Shut up." "I'm about to give birth soon. Don't cause me any trouble. We'll talk about it later." If Hank was willing to touch her, she wouldn't have borrowed Terry at all. Now, she couldn't get rid of him. "So what if you give birth to the child? Hank won't even look at you. Think about it. Has he come to the hospital to see you in the past few days?" Terry chuckled. Alma's face froze. "That's because he is busy with work. When he is free." "He will never give up his job for you. Instead, he did not hesitate to offend everyone for the sake of Lyra and the Jones Group today." Alma was stunned. "What do you mean?" "Lyra has already lived in his villa, and today she went to the Barnwell group to send him soup. Perhaps, when you give birth to this child, he will have to call Lyra mother." Terry's laughter became more and more arrogant. "Neither you nor I can beat Hank!" "No, it's impossible." Alma shook her head desperately. She got out of bed and put on her shoes. She instructed Wendy, "Get the car ready. I'm going to replace them now." Even if Hank really wanted to chase Lyra back, he had to take her and the child in her belly into consideration. Wendy hesitated, but she still did as Alma said.

However, after the car drove out of the hospital, she sent a message to Lyra.