Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312 I Will Not Joke About Marriage

Two days later.

Due to the lack of evidence, Lyra was bailed out and the person who came to pick her up was still Nore.

“Eat first?” Nore put his hand on the steering wheel and poked his head out to look at Lyra.

Lyra smiled lightly in the breeze.

It was as if time had returned to last year. She had just been released from prison at that time, and it was also Nore who had come to pick her up. “Alma is busy receiving interviews every day and appears on TV every day. My mother feels annoyed looking at her. She doesn’t appreciate your help at all,” Nore said after ordering the dishes.

Lyra lowered her head and drank her tea, not saying a word. “These few days, Kensley family has been looking for a lawyer to sue you so that you can sit in prison.” Nore’s voice gradually cooled down. “You don’t plan to tell her the truth?”

He really felt sorry for her. She had to bear such a big matter alone.

Lyra fell silent.

“These past few days, I’ve been thinking about whether to say it or not.” She raised her wrist and tied up her hair. Her hairstyle became a lot more youthful, and her thoughts were clearer. “What’s the conclusion?” Nore was even more anxious than her.

“I can’t tell her.”

“Because I still have one more thing that I haven’t found out. When I find out, I will explain everything to her.” Lyra smiled brightly.

Nore was so angry that he did not know what to say. “Back then, you had your way and sat in prison for a year. I already regretted not persuading you, but now you still want to do this.” Nore really did not know what to do. Why did she not think about her own life at all?

How could Lyra not know what he was thinking?

It was just that things had already developed to this point. If she didn’t act seriously, Hank wouldn’t believe it, given how meticulous he was. Also… The food was served and the two of them quickly ate.

But then, a figure walked in from the door and headed straight for Lyra. When Hank received the news, he immediately came over. Unexpectedly, he was still a step too late. Seeing that Lyra was safe and sound, he heaved a sign of relief. But at the same time, seeing that she was only willing to ask Nore for help and was so distant from him, Hank felt angry in his heart. He reached out to pull Lyra, but she avoided him. “Mr. Barnwell, please conduct yourself with dignity.” Lyra ate as if she was enjoying a great meal.

His hands were empty and his brows furrowed even tighter.

Suddenly, he leaned forward and pressed down on Lyra’s shoulder. “Hank, what are you doing!” Nore was anxious. However, Hank blocked him with one hand and continued to stare at Lyra’s fair side profile. “This is between me and her. Who are you to intervene?”

“No matter what, I am her ex-husband. Who do you think you are?”