Chapter 470 Conjecture
As soon as she finished speaking, the anger in her eyes was very obvious. “I just sprained my arm, and I…” “Then what if the overturned car causes the oil tank to leak, explode, or other more serious situations? What are you going to do?” Lyra was already anxious. She had never seen such a person who didn’t take his life seriously. Most importantly, his car had turned sideways at that time because he had blocked it for her. Even if it were a stranger, she would feel guilty and blame herself for it. Not to mention him.
In that instant, even if she was unwilling to admit it, she had to face her heart. She had him in her heart. And it was uncontrollable and could not be hidden. “Because I was too scared, I had no time to think about it,” Hank apologized on the bed.
He stretched out his hand and pulled her over. His eyes only reflected her face, clearly showing her all the emotions in the depths of his heart.
“Your purpose in participating in this race is not pure. I can’t be at ease, so I can only come and take a look myself. Fortunately, I have been here.” He had never spoken to her in such a gentle tone. His tone was filled with the joy of regaining what he had lost. “You really are a madman!” Lyra gritted her teeth and stared at him with hatred. The man suddenly smiled. When he lowered his head, he looked like a big boy who had just begun to fall in love. He lowered his head and buried it on her shoulder. His voice was low. “Since I was injured for you, can we have dinner together tonight?” “The truth finally came out. You just want me to…” “Yes.” He admitted it directly. “I will accept whatever you say. As long as you don’t get hurt and don’t joke about your own safety, I will do anything you say.” Lyra’s body stiffened. The words that she had prepared to fight him were all stuck in her throat. When he said this, all the emotions in his eyes were reflected in her eyes.
“Alright, the doctor said that you still need to rest. I’m leaving.” Hank smiled and let go of her hand. However, his eyes were still staring at her back in a daze. Lyra took two steps in the direction of the door. “I will deliver dinner tonight.” She ignored him, opened the door, and walked out. Inside the door, the man’s smile became deeper and deeper. When Keith saw Lyra leave, he pushed open the door and entered the ward. He saw his boss smiling foolishly. He looked like a different person. Even though Keith had worked for the Barnwell group for so long, he had never seen such an expression from Hank. “Mr. Barnwell, the organizers of the race sent a message asking about your injury. Do you want to tell them directly that you want to withdraw from the competition?” Keith was also frightened.
Although his boss was omnipotent, it was better not to do such a dangerous thing. “Who said I was going to withdraw from the competition?” Hank slowly lifted his eyes, his eyes full of hidden shrewdness. “Then…” Keith was at a loss for words and hesitated for a long time. “If Miss Jones knew that you didn’t withdraw from the competition, I’m afraid it would be very difficult to explain.” Hank was also very clear about this. “Okay, then don’t let her know for the time being.”
Hank said, leaning against the bed behind him, “Go ask the nurse if she can bandage the wound on my back more seriously.”
The first thing Lyra did when she returned to the hotel was to find Nore.
“You knew?” she asked, knocking on the door.
When Nore heard what she said, he thought that Hank had confessed everything, so he could only lower his head and let her enter the room to tell her everything. “Lyra, I really didn’t want to hide it from you, but what Hank said was quite reasonable, so I cooperated with him.” The more Nore explained, the more helpless he was.
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