The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 275

In the evening, in the laboratory's ward.

Jimmy said softly, "In fact, I told him he has five months left. It is a conservative statement. Only when he maintains good body conditions, it is possible he has five months left."

"Because the virus in his body is almost out of the control of the inhibitor. If his angina attack happens more frequently, it is estimated the time is less than a month ..."

Lyra was in shock, and her palms were so tight that she was clutching the report in folds.

She tried to calm down, "In the future, I will supervise him to get well. I don't believe he only has a few months left. I want him to live a long life!"

Jimmy was relieved to see the determination in her eyes.

"Miss Lloyd, don't worry. I'll do my best to save Malcolm. And I'll go to work overtime to write a note to you. According to the notes, he should do proper exercise, supplement nutrition and pay attention to emotions. It should be of great help."

"Okay, thanks."

"You're welcome."

Jimmy took the data book she handed back and turned to go out, closing the door for them.

Lyra turned back to him who was in the bed and saw his dark eyes.

"Awake so soon? Did we disturb you?"

Malcolm's pale lips curled lightly and he shook his head, "I wasn't asleep either. Hearing your voice gave me peace of mind."

Lyra gently stroked his face, each movement with great patience.

"In the future, when you feel painful, you are not allowed to hold back. You have to tell me. You are breaking my heart by hiding it. Do you know?"

He nodded obediently, "I want you to hug ..."

Lyra took off her high heels, rolled over and squeezed into his comforter, dotingly wrapping him into her arms.

Smelling the good smell of her, Malcolm closed his eyes in contentment.

Thinking of something very important, he said, "By the way Rara, my condition cannot be disclosed for the time being. And you have to keep it a secret in your family."

"Don't worry. I won't tell them."

Malcolm's influence in Suham, and even in Crana as a whole, was significant.

Once the news of his critical illness got out, the National Investigation Bureau and the Lloyd's Corp would have much turmoil, especially the White Corp and the White family and Ryan family that was covetous. If they knew it, he was afraid it would set off a big storm.

Malcolm closed his eyes again and soon drifted off to sleep as she soothed him.

Lyra looked down. Looking at his handsome sleeping face, she got distracted.

Originally she had no idea that what happened at the Fantalure Bar in Frayton would do so much damage to Malcolm's body.

Now that she knew it and the anger in her heart towards Anthony deepened.

Especially, Anthony had the audacity to threaten her with this today!

Bail out, back out, marry him?

A fool's errand!

Malcolm was caused by him to toss and turn in pain. He didn't deserve to just stay at the prison and live a peaceful life.

What he paid back was far less than a millionth of the damage Malcolm received!

The more Lyra thought about it, the more angry she got. And the ruthlessness gradually flooded her eyes as she began to think it through.

She couldn't swallow her anger if she didn't fix Anthony herself!

Late at night.

The Frazier family's villa rang with sharp smashing sounds.

Irene threw another tantrum and the whole room was a mess.

Peter stood reservedly in the corner, not daring to utter a single word.