After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 198

"Don't touch it. It's dirty."

Lyra stared at him. She had a clear mind, "The blood is fresh, which means something just happened here. You didn't see anything when you and Chad rushed over here?"

Melvin didn't say anything and glanced at Chad.

Chad understood and explained, "I arrived here first. I came in just in time to bump into someone trying to jump out the window and run away. So I hurt him with a knife, this should ... be the blood left by that person."

"Where is that man? With your, how could you let this man run away?"

Chad was momentarily speechless and scratched his head in feigned embarrassment, "Sorry, it was my oversight. He had company, so I didn't chase him."

OK.

Since he did not catch up the person, there was nothing to ask.

She glanced at Melvin again and saw that he seemed to be doing okay except for his face and lips were a bit pallid... was it really just a cold?

"Let's go. Back to the villa."

Lyra turned around and headed for the door.

Melvin followed after her.

In every step he made, the whip wound on the back will be torn. That was so excruciating that made him top-heavy and powerless.

Chad was sharp and stepped forward to hold his arm.

Lyra heard a movement behind her, stopped in her tracks and looked back, "What's wrong?"

Melvin inhaled and compressed his lips, "It's okay. His foot slipped."

Chad was wordless.

How can he be blamed for everything?

He smiled bitterly at Lyra, "Yes, just missed my step. Fortunately I reacted quickly and grabbed his arm in time!"

It was a small incident. Lyra did not take it to heart and left the abandoned site at a fast pace.

Melvin told Chad to drive his car and he would go back with Lyra in her car.

On the road, he sat upright. And his back did not touch the backrest of the car.

Lyra noticed it. She remembered the burn on his back, and didn't think much of it, "How is Anthony doing? Did you find out anything?"

Melvin's Adam's apple bobbed in his throat and took two seconds to calm himself down before saying, "No, but don't worry. Tomorrow, he'll be made to tell everything."

"Great."

There were no more words along the way.

Soon they arrived at Seaside Villa and the two entered the living room together.

Lyra was still changing her shoes slowly.

Melvin had already changed and was holding the handle to go up the stairs.

He had just gone up two steps when he stopped again, turned back and said, "Lyra, are you hungry? I'm...a little sleepy and want to sleep for half an hour."

Lyra felt a little strange, but didn't refuse, "I'm not too hungry. I can eat later."

"I'll go up first, then."

Lyra didn't say anything, her eyes following his figure as it disappeared around the corner on the second floor.

She didn't know why she had a strange feeling. She always felt his expression was subtle all the way back, like enduring pain?

Was the burn on his back severe again?

She followed up to the second floor, where Melvin's door was unlocked.

Gently pushing the door, she saw he lying quietly under the covers. He was indeed sleeping.

However, Lyra noticed that he was sleeping on his back, and didn't even take off his suit.

She pushed the door open and went to sit on the edge of his bed. Then she reached out and took temperature with her hand.

Feeling her cold hand, Melvin's eyelashes fluttered, "Not fever. I'm just sleepy. I'll be fine after a nap."

It was true that it was just a little bit hot and there should be no fever.

Maybe she was overthinking it.

"Okay, you rest then."

Lyra withdrew her hand and was about to get up and leave when a strong force suddenly pulled her tightly.

When she reacted, she found that he had reached around her waist and put his head in her arms, with his upper body lying on her thighs.

She was stunned at first, not expecting him to be so bold this time at all.

"Let go!"

Instead of letting go, Melvin tightened his grip around her waist and moved into her arms regardless.

"Just let me hug you for a while."

Lyra froze for two seconds. She suddenly remembered that she said she must stop thinking of him completely last night, ans her face instantly became icy cold.

She reached out, forcing her to break his arm.

"Let go! Have you forgotten your identity!? In this villa, I am the master and you're the servant!"