"You're not allowed to leave here."
She was brief and to the point, and was about to close the door.
"Wait, hiss ..."
Melvin subconsciously reached for the door. The pain made him have cold sweats on his forehead .
Lyra was also stunned, "Are you a pig? Blocking with your hands?"
How much did it hurt?
Melvin covered the right hand that was caught with grievance, "My hand is injured, and you can not let me finish? Although we signed the agreement, I should also have human rights. You can not deprive, so you do not feel ..."
Lyra interrupted him, "Tell me."
"I want to go back to Cloud View Villa."
He answered without hesitation, and his brow furrowed slightly.
However, because of the injection of special drugs that caused weakness, his complexion was always paler than before. There was always a sickly feeling, but the expression had a fragile sense of beauty.
He was taller than Lyra. Although there was no sense of oppression, he was more like a big wolf in sheep's clothing.
Originally, Lyra wavered because of his injury, but instantly reacted with the words he said.
Was he trying to give her a bitter trick?
Waited for tomorrow!
"No, go to bed. I'll have the bodyguard pack it up and deliver it in the morning."
"Eh ..."
Melvin was about to say something else when the door slammed shut with a heavy thud in response.
His face instantly went cold, "Heartless and unreasonable."
With the resentful words, he turned his head downstairs and went directly to the first floor, intending to go to the front door to see the situation.
He just went outside the door of the living room, without even taking a step into the garden. Two bodyguards suddenly jumped out from the shadows.
"No going out late at night. Mr. Freeman please return."
Melvin's face was so dark and sullen, and he could only turn around and go back to his room.
Since the bodyguard was able to detect his movements at any time, it was obvious that Lyra was on guard against him.
He looked at his phone. Chad had called once, and he deleted the record and then chose to turn the phone off.
For days of the hard work in the mountains searching for her, injuries, to today's cooking, he was indeed exhausted.
As soon as he lay down on the bed, he quickly drifted off to sleep.
He didn't know how long it took, but a sudden bird call outside the window woke him up.
He opened his eyes and sat up.
This was their unique code word. It was Chad.
He quickly got up and headed for the window when suddenly the chandelier overhead was turned on.
When he turned around, Lyra was leaning against the door, looking at him with a smirk.
Melvin stood still and turned back to meet her eyes.
He did not expect that after injecting this drug, his acuity to his surroundings was reduced!
He can't believe he didn't know when she pushed the door in?
Lyra just laughed, with her starry eyes staring sharply at him.
"Still not sleeping?"
Melvin curled the corner of his mouth, "A little hungry and couldn't sleep, so I wanted to go to the kitchen."
"To go to the kitchen from the window?"
She was amused, "Are you going to jump off from the second floor to find a meal?"
She sensed something was wrong from the sound of the birds chirping.
After all, the security she had set up for the yard was A-grade, and not even a fly could get in, so where would the birds come from?
Melvin didn't say anything.
As if he could not think of a good reason to refute her.
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