Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 344

Chapter 344 I Don't Love You

"That's my business. Mr. Barnwell doesn't need to worry about it." Lyra took off his coat and was about to return it to him. However, he obviously did not give her a chance. He pulled her over and tightly wrapped the coat around her. "Lyra, can you be more obedient?" His eyes were filled with emotions that Lyra could not understand. But the only thing that was certain was that Hank was very angry. At this time, Lyra did not know He Yuqing was standing in front of Yang Shanni and being scolded. "You can't even do such a small thing. What's the use of keeping you? Do you know how many benefits President Lee promised to give me if you had sent Lyra in as well?" "I'm sorry, President Yang. Things were going smoothly, but Hank is here, and I can't do anything about it." He Yuqing bowed her head and could only admit her mistake. She could only flee. If Hank saw through their plans, it would all be over. "You could've moved faster! If it was done, what could anyone do about it?" He Yuqing lowered her head even more. In order to prevent Lyra from being suspicious, she did not dare to appear too early. If Hank had not come, she might still have time, but... Yang Shanni was the behind-the-scenes boss of this club. She also opened a casino underground and dug out many employees who worked for Creek Club before. She wanted to build a commercial intelligence base exclusive to Haorong International. Men are simple animals. They want women. And for those rich powerful men, a place to waste their money is the most attractive. "Remember this. If Lyra comes looking for you again, you must complete the task. Do you understand?" "I understand." He Yuqing lowered her head and quietly left. This floor was full of offices, but when she walked out, it was a chaotic, stage. Behind it was a suite room.

He Yuqing was just about to go downstairs when she was pulled back by a drunk boss.

"Yuging?" His body then came up to her. He Yuqing didn't even have the chance to react before she was pulled in. She couldn't struggle. All the women standing in the club did not have the right to struggle. Hank brought Lyra back to his villa. If she didn't get out of the car, Hank would just waste his time with her. The door was locked, and Lyra had two choices: either get frozen in the car or get in with him. Obviously, these two choices were not what Lyra wanted.

The temperature in the night was getting lower and lower, and the air conditioner in the car was also turned off by this man. Lyra crossed her arms and frowned, "This is illegal, I can..." "Call the police, sue me, whatever you want." He said indifferently and looked coldly at Lyra. "We need time to talk. If you want to be frozen here, do it."

Another ten minutes of silence. Lyra had no doubt that if she did not compromise, he would really stay here with her forever. "You are ruthless."

She gritted her teeth in anger. "Open the door."

When she returned to the villa again, Lyra's heart was completely calm, as if no matter how she struggled, she could not escape his control. "What are you going to say?" Lyra looked at him in a bad mood. The man did not make a sound and just went into the kitchen to pour her hot coffee. Lyra looked at the hot coffee on the table and did not reach out for a long time. "Don't worry, I won't do such a despicable thing," said Hank. Lyra knew what he meant.

"I also know that you are not like Lachlan. I just think that this situation is very ironic, isn't it?" she said with a chuckle. She lifted her eyes and looked at him, her tone neither light nor heavy., "The relationship between you and me is not good enough for us to meet at night and drink coffee."

They had been divorced for almost two years. Could they still be friends? Her eyes were guarded and alienated, as if she was ready to fight at all times.

It had to be said that this kind of Lyra made his heart ache. "Have you considered my proposal?" His tone was as ordinary as asking his partner if he wanted to sign a contract. Lyra's heart tightened. God really knew how to tease her. He had to give her such a difficult problem when she knew the truth. Even if she could let go of the past, how could she fall into Hank's arms? He didn't know who his real enemy was.

He was so proud that he must have suffered the moment he proposed to her. The night was so thick, but Lyra was more awake than ever. It was the pain in her heart that kept reminding her that they could not be. Even now, Hank did not know what the biggest problem between them was. It was not because of the Jones family, nor was it because of her relationship with Alma. Rather, it was because he had never loved her. "I've considered it. I don't agree." Lyra looked up at the man in front of her. There was no discomfort or hesitation in his tone. It was just that his calm appearance gave her an exceptionally distant and cold feeling. The man's heart suddenly tightened, and his brows furrowed. "Reason?" Did he have to clarify everything today? The determination in Lyra's eyes became even thicker, and she looked at Hank without the slightest hesitation. "Because I don't love you." In the past, she admitted that she had feelings for this man. Because of his talent, ability, and outstanding looks, she once felt happy for being able to marry such a person. But later on, she was disappointed again and again, and she was already numb to the

pain.

If she was given another chance, she would definitely not choose him. This was her reason, a reason that could not be changed. "Although you look handsome and rich, there are men who are more handsome than you and richer than you. To be more straightforward, I have no interest in you." Lyra chuckled and said indifferently. Hank's gaze suddenly turned cold.

He leaned forward. "No interest?" he asked with a sense of oppression.

It was the first time he was criticized like this by a woman. His anger was raised, but the initiator was unaware. She tilted her head and smiled. "Yes, I feel that Mr. Barnwell is not so outstanding in all aspects." She narrowed her eyes in a provoking manner. "Can you let me go?" Since he insisted on making things clear today, then she would give him a quick end. In the future, they would walk their separate paths and no longer be entangled. "Lyra."

"Are you sure you're not interested in me?" he asked as he turned his wrist around and grabbed her arm. "Yes."

She left just like that. She shook off Hank's hand and did not look back.

That night, Cloud Town's wind seemed to be particularly cold. A certain man stood by the window and did not sleep all night.