Melvin froze slightly, as if he didn't expect her to refuse so decisively.
Lyra: "Those years became unbearably dim for me, starting when old Freeman let me stay at the manor."
"Old Freeman was kind to me, but he was not so trusting me. Fiona wrongly accused me of stealing jewelry. Wesley helped her and and he didn't say a word. Although I don't hate him about that, it's absolutely impossible you want me to commemorate the day! "
Her eyes were cold.
Melvin hadn't seen the look in a long time. He admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry. I didn't know it was like this ..."
Lyra will not take it out on him.
"You were supposed to be working late at the group. It's normal to be unaware, but this commemorative dinner is not necessary."
She said as she looked at the time. It was getting late.
After instructing Eleven to take good care of Melvin, she turned her head and prepared to go out.
Melvin grabbed her hand with a quick glance.
"Lyra, Garrett, he's going to propose to you tonight. Do you know?"
Lyra wasn't surprised, but turned around and asked, "How did you know?"
Melvin did not hide, "Last time he came to the Freeman group to look for you. I met with him. He was the one who told me. I think his heart is too soft. He may be a very good friend, but definitely not a good husband. If you stay with him, he will definitely make you sad!"
In this regard, Lyra shared his view that Garrett's gentleness and elegance was not for one person, but for all.
But it was Melvin who reminded her of this, which made her felt sarcastic.
"Whether he's a good husband or not, it may not be entirely certain. But you, for sure, are not. So who are you to say such things?"
Melvin suddenly turned pale.
It took a while before he raised his eyes to look at her again, "As your former husband, I failed to do my duty and brought you pain. I am the one who has failed you. I am sorry ..."
Lyra released his clenched hand, "No need to be sorry. When your agreement for this year expires, you and I will owe each other nothing and will be two parallel lines that will never intersect."
Melvin's face grew paler little by little as he watched her break free of his grip and leave the villa.
So she, was she into Garrett?
...
The seven-star Doug Hotel in Frayton.
Garrett chartered an entire floor of the sky restaurant.
The whole floor will be covered with 9,999 red roses. And the diamond ring box was hidden in the birthday cake secretly.
The long French table was filled with exquisite gifts that he owed Lyra for every birthday as well as holidays to make up for the six years he had been separated from her.
Garrett went over all the little surprises to make sure there were no problems and straightened his tie again, intending to practice what to say in a moment.
This was the third time he had come to Frayton for Lyra and confessed his love for her. The first two times were either too hasty or had villainy.
This time, he was determined to do it!
He was thinking about it when suddenly a man in a suit and dressed as a bodyguard approached him.
"Hello Mr. Frazier, I'm Miss Carroll's bodyguard."
"How come I haven't seen you before?"
Ted narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm Fifteen, I was sent out on an errand by the lady before. Last time you came to Seaside Villa and it was Seventeen and Eighteen who sent you back."
"So that's it."
Garrett smiled.
He thought this young man looked sunny and clean and was quite affable, so he did not suspect.
Because Lyra was appearance-obsessed, the bodyguards around her were not bad looking.
Ted continued, "Yes Mr. Frazier, Miss said she has a very surprise birthday present for you and would like to invite you to the rooftop."
Garrett was delighted to hear that Lyra had also prepared a gift for him.
"Good, she's thoughtful."
He followed Ted, and the two bodyguards he had with him saw him going out and immediately followed.
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