The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 281

After a brief moment of confusion, Lyra instantly understood what he meant.

At the moment, his dark eyes shone with a sly shimmer as he looked at her expectantly.

Who the hell was the alpha?

Why did she feel that she was the one who was being bullied?

Alas, forget it. This was the man she chose. Spoil him!

After a short sigh, she took a sip of water and leaned over, with her fingers gently lifting Malcolm's jaw.

Malcolm closed his eyes and cooperated by slightly opening his mouth so that Lyra could smoothly pour water into his mouth.

After feeding the water, Lyra eyed him and slipped him a pill.

"Swallow it!"

Malcolm swallowed in satisfaction and dutifully took a pill.

"More."

Lyra shook her head helplessly and laughed. Her fingertips gently wiped away the water stains drowning from the corners of his mouth, "Is that how you like it?"

Malcolm nodded his head, "Sweet!"

"What a weird!" She was speechless and sarcastic, but what could she do with him? Let's get used to it!

After all, these pills were to suppress angina, treat recession, and strengthen resistance, and only by the medication, along with the use of inhibitors, can the spread of the virus in Malcolm's body be delayed to the maximum.

With that in mind, she didn't hesitate to take another sip of water into Malcolm's mouth and stuff the medicine.

It was without stopping.

So kissed and repeated a dozen times before all the pills were fed.

She took a tissue, wiped the water stain from the corner of his mouth, and gave him another kiss to wrap it up.

A dozen times in a row, not to mention she was beaten up today. It was a busy day and she felt a little tired.

He had to take the pills three times a day, but she can not always feed this way.

Moreover, she had to go to Angle Group during the day and had a bunch of things to deal with, so she can't be at home every day and keep an eye on his medication all the time.

With this in mind, she set three alarms on her and Malcolm's phones.

"I won't be there at noon. You still have to take your medicine properly. I'll remind Chad to supervise you. If you dare to be naughty like today and give me some trouble. One less pill, ten strokes on your hand. When I come back, I'll strictly enforce it. You hear me?"

For her, hitting his hand had been the least hurt and the most gentle way to punish him. She always had to set some rules well so he was willing to concede.

"Rara ..."

Malcolm was less than happy.

If he didn't take the pills, he had to be beaten. What was the reasoning?

Moreover, it was still a punishment like educating a child, which made him unhappy!

"Why do I feel like you're raising a son? I'm obviously your fiancé!"

Lyra's fair fingertips gently stroked the back of his head and smoothed his hair, "What's the difference? The first thing you have to do is to listen to me. It's not only the pills. You also need to implement the schedule I drew up last time.

Malcolm was full of bitterness, but was unable to retort, and could only lower his head with grief.

Lyra kissed his forehead, eyebrows, cheeks and lips with gentleness.

"Listen, I don't want to beat you up at all. I'm heartbroken, so as long as you're good, I'll come back every night and personally feed you pills, kiss you and hug you and spoil you, OK?"

That made Malcolm feel better and he nodded his head.

Lyra was quite happy with her discipline style.

It was sure enough. It was the combination of carrot and stick that was most effective.

She went downstairs Malcolm, made him dinner herself, and then laid down in the master bedroom to play with him on his phone before bed.

Seeing that it was almost Eleven o'clock, she got out of bed and prepared to go to sleep in the next room.

Malcolm was surprised and took her by the arm, "Where are you going?"

"It's getting late. I'm going to my room to sleep."

Malcolm was confused