Her hands turned white at the knuckles from clutching the sheets so hard.
She was obviously fearful that he would answer her question with a yes, but she still expected it a little bit.
But this time, Micah said nothing, coldly letting go of her hand and pushing the door without looking back.
Katelyn and Lyra, who were chatting on the couch outside the door, were startled to see the appalling expression on Micah's face as he came out.
Katelyn was the first to ask, "Mr. Micah... what's wrong?"
Micah ignored her and looked directly at Lyra, "You knew it well that she's faking it."
Was he ... really angry?
It was the first time Lyra had ever seen Micah scowl on her.
She blinked her eyes sheepishly, "I ..."
Micah didn't want to give her a chance to explain, and just went downstairs in stride.
Lyra was just about to go after him when she was pulled by Katelyn to see how Abigail was doing in the room.
Abigail's eyes were red, as if she had just cried, and she was not in a good mood.
Katelyn rushed to her and was heartbroken, "My dear daughter, I have advised you. Micah is so cold. He will not like you, but you insist on trying!"
Abigail bit the corner of her lip and didn't say anything.
Katelyn knew she was always stubborn and could not be dissuaded to do what she had decided, so she turned to Lyra and begged her.
"Lyra, for the sake of our friendship, can you help Abigail? You can make Mr. Micah be here in Frayton, so you must have a way to make him stay in Frayton!"
Lyra shook her head with a serious expression, "It's useless. He is a very principled man. Persuasion is not useful."
Maybe her words were too merciless for Abigail, but Lyra had no other choice but to say it straight.
Long pain was better than short one. Abigail can only rely on herself to think clearly early.
Katelyn sighed in disappointment.
Lyra saw this sad scene. She really can not help much, turned her head and intended to leave.
"Lyra!"
Abigail called out to her, asking uncertainly, "Would you be my enemy?"
Katelyn shuddered in fear. Charlotte's downfall was still fresh in her mind, so she didn't dare to move ...
Lyra stood silently for a few seconds.
Without explanation or turning around, she left the Matthews family.
Coming out of the Matthews House, Keith's car was parked on the curb waiting for her.
She walked straight over and opened the door to sit in the back.
Keith looked at her with a stony face and rubbed her head gently.
"What's going on here? Who has offended my little princess?"
Lyra was unhappy, "I offended Micah."
Keith laughed out loud, "Rara, you did the right thing. Micah is dedicated to his medical research, with no single woman around. Dad has scolded him for many times. It seems he still listen to you the most."
"But he's angry ..."
Keith shook his head, "You do not know him. He looks cold, but in fact is shy. Anyway, you don't need to care about this. If he and Abigail really have the destiny that ties them together, they can always be together."
Lyra was finally relieved.
Keith, however, seemed to remember something and his expression gradually became serious.
"Rara, there's something that I have thought for a very long time. And I think I should tell you about ..."
Lyra looked at him with a serious face and couldn't help but look straight.
"It's about ... your ex-husband."
Melvin?
Hadn't this guy disappeared? She sent Darkbell to investigate with all its might, but could not find out where he was. She only knew that he suddenly disappeared the day before Charlotte's press conference.
Lyra wondered, "You have found him?"
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