After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 719

Because Malcolm said so, the Whites turned fat.

Lyra smirked and couldn't help walking faster with her two babies in her arms, away from some stupid husband who was delirious and cursed himself.

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Lyra still wouldn't speak to Malcolm at the dinner table .

It seemed that she was deliberate to let him suffer a little.

After dinner, Malcolm behaved well, went to wash the dishes and tidied up the kitchen.

Lyra tutored Molly's kindergarten homework in the room.

Spencer was bored, so he did a new set of math Olympiad test next to them.

Two hours later, the harmonious evening atmosphere ended.

Lyra took the two babies back to the master bedroom, planning to sleep together.

Malcolm put one hand in his pocket, looked straight, and followed into the master bedroom, pretending nothing had happened.

Within two minutes, he was kicked out by Lyra.

The bedroom door was closed, isolating him.

This was not the first time that he had been kicked out and asked to sleep in the study room.

Malcolm sighed and knocked on the door softly, "Babe, stop it."

Immediately afterwards, Lyra's delicate voice could be heard.

"This bed is too small. It's a little crowded for four people to sleep. Mr. Malcolm, you can go to sleep in the study tonight. We'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

His entire chest was filled with endless regrets.

Well, why did he mention Anthony during the day?

What was more, he personally agreed to let Anthony be their godfather. Now that their children were five years old, it was absolutely impossible for Anthony to take advantage.

Why did he get so impulsive during the day and feel jealousy?

Now he had to suffered it himself.

Malcolm stood in front of the door, and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt impetuously. He held the door frame with one hand. His strong forearms were really beautiful.

After some deliberation, he decided to abandon the father's majesty in front of the kids, and talk softly.

"My babe, I am wrong. You and Anthony were childhood friends many years ago. I really shouldn't mention it."

"I said the wrong thing during the day. My babe, don't be cold to me. Why not just beat me?"

There was a click sound of the master bedroom door that was unlocked from the inside.

Malcolm was overjoyed, "Rara, you still feel distressed..."

The voice stopped abruptly, because he saw that it wasn't Lyra who came to open the door, but Molly.

"Stop talking, Daddy. Mommy is tired. Don't disturb Mommy to sleep. Let's talk about the mistake tomorrow. Mommy belongs to my brother and I tonight~"

"Daddy, go to your study! Go to the study and sleep!"

Molly said, taking out a pillow from behind and handing it to him, "I'm afraid you can't sleep in the study, so Spencer asks me to give you the pillow. Daddy, rest early. Good night ~”

Bang!

The moment he took the pillow, the door to the room was slammed shut.

The wind blew on his face.

Malcolm stared at the pillow in his hand, and gritted his teeth helplessly and unhappily for a while, "Spencer, Molly, you're my filial kids. This debt will be repaid by you in the future."

He turned to leave and went to the study upstairs.