After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 780

After two boring days in the hospital, the woman felt more and more that the rumors were all lies.

Malcolm and Lyra were the perfect couple in Suham, and everywhere the camera went, it was all sweetness.

In fact, the underlying estimate was just for show.

With Lyra's delicate and beautiful face, Malcolm didn't seem to have any desire for her. He usually came to the hospital just to chat, and the food at the five-star hotel was delicious every day.

His manner was gentle. His voice was soft and distant, and there seemed to be no intimacy at all.

After spending a few days in the ward, Malcolm wouldn't even buy her a new cell phone, only sending someone to keep her safe and not let her go anywhere.

Whether her boss had no instructions to her or not, the news did not reach her.

"Oh..."

The woman sighed and rested her chin on her hands on the small table on the bed. There was a small mirror in front of her. She was looking at her face, lost in thought.

Think of this mission and the boss's command, the woman's charming face looked serious.

"What's on your mind?"

The deep but gentle man's voice came from the side of the bed, and the woman was startled.

Turning her head, she saw Malcolm's handsome face and quickly calmed herself down.

"Honey, why don't you make a sound when you walk in?"

Malcolm stared at her face for a moment. His dark and numb eyes were trying to see through her.

It wasn't until the woman stared at him in confusion that he withdrew his gaze and explained flatly, "It was you who was taking things so seriously that you didn't notice me coming in."

The woman was having a sweet smile, and then gazed at him with her eyebrows raising, "Well, just thinking of you. I did not expect you to come."

She sat down on the bed and said, "Honey, I should be able to get out of the hospital today, right? I haven't seen Spencer and Momo in a week, and I can't wait to see them."

In the past two days, the doctor had been checking her body. Not only was her blood sugar high, but she had also been told that her nerves were atrophied and her blood pressure was low. He had insisted on keeping her from being discharged from the hospital. She was about to turn bored to death in this square ward.

Malcolm smiled gently and calmly. "I came here today because I wanted to tell you about being discharged from the hospital. I just asked the doctor. He said that your condition is basically stable and you can be discharged. You're leaving today."

"Really? That's great!"

The woman was overjoyed and got out of bed to pack her things.

But she was kidnapped, and when Malcolm got her back, he didn't have anything for her. So, there was nothing to pack.

Malcolm walked out of the room with his hands in his trousers pockets and let her clean up.

Five minutes later, the woman only carried a small bag. She packed all the daily necessities in it.

A police officer at the door saw this, and was very discerning to help her carry.

She looked around the hospital aisle and didn't see Malcolm, so she asked the officer, "Where's my husband?"

"He went to the smoking room."

"Alright, help me carry my things down first. Also, go to the five-star restaurant next door and order a strawberry mousse. I'll eat it in the car to home later."

"Yes."

The woman raised her chin like a hostess and turned haughtily to Malcolm in the smoking room.

The smoking room had a clear glass door, and as soon as she got to the door, she saw a man half leaning against the window, smoking.

The man casually took off his coat. He was only wearing a white silk shirt. The cuffs were slightly rolled up, exposing his strong forearms. There were green blood vessels under his skin, and his charm was evident.

He exhaled smoke from his thin lips, and the smoke blurred the sadness and coldness in his eyes. His side profile was sharp, and his casual movements were extremely noble. His perfect waist line and figure were extremely sexy.

This man was too tempting.

"Lyra" stood outside the glass door, admired it for a moment, and absorbed in Malcolm's charm more and more.

She had some ideas in her heart and gradually decided on them. She raised her eyebrows with a wicked smile and said, "It's such a pity that a man like him doesn't sleep with me. When we get home, I'll have to take you down."

Anyway, the real one had not come back, and now she, the false, was true!

She stopped thinking that way, pushed open the door of the smoking room, walked over to Malcolm, took the cigarette from his finger, and said in a voice that was soft,

"You're such a bad boy. You forgot about the smoking ban? Spencer is too weak to smell the smoke. How are we going to see them later?"

Malcolm looked at her face, which looked exactly like Lyra's, for a moment.

His eyes immediately turned red, and his eyelashes also trembled unspeakably.

He quickly pinched the palm of his hand to suppress back the surprised emotion.