The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 330

Malcolm ignored his whining and continued on with his own words, "Is there snow on the ground?"

Keith's anger was ignored. He got no place to vent out his anger, and glanced at the snowy garden very impatiently.

"It just snows this evening. No thick snow. Only the leaves are stained with a lot of snow."

Malcolm listened quietly. He sketched that image in his mind, and his thin, pale and frail lips held a rare smile, "Is it pretty?"

In the garden, the dim streetlights reflect the snow-filled sky, but it was quite beautiful.

But Keith didn't feel like enjoying the snow. He was so sleepy and just wanted to go back under the comforter and sleep.

Malcolm, however, seemed excited. He spread his palms to catch the snowflakes outside the balcony, "Will it be snowing in Europe Swye too? Will Rara be watching it like I do?"

So he was thinking about Rara again. Keith was a bit moved and sighed softly without saying anything.

"We're looking at the same sky. Can she feel that I'm missing her? I really miss...miss her so much ..."

He was so cold that he could barely make a sound. His voice was extremely weak. No one knew how long he had been there in the cold wind.

But when telling his missing for Rara, his empty black eyes were as if there were stars of light.

Keith, who was next to him, was a little touched. He softened his tone, "Although it's the same sky, it should be daytime there. If she knows that you ran out in the middle of the night to torture your body, she will be very distressed. The most important thing you should do now is to cooperate with us in the treatment, protect your body and wait for her to come back."

"Why don't I help you back inside? I'll make you a bowl of ginger tea later to ward off the coldness. If you get a cold or a fever tomorrow, Micah and I will have our hands full again. And Rara will be worried."

Malcolm, still seriously feeling the snow falling on his palms, continued, "You tell me this morning that she wouldn't marry Anthony for the serum. Is that real?"

Hmm...

Keith didn't really know, but in order to stabilize him, he had to keep making it up.

"Of course it's real. Rara said, she already has a foolproof way to get the serum. You just need to wait for her at most half of a month, she will be back, not to mention that there is Chad, the elite trained by the National Investigation Bureau. You should rest assured. "

Malcolm did feel more at ease when he heard Keith say that.

With Chad and his nature, he would risk his life to protect Rara.

But he wanted them both back safe and sound!

"Come on, back to the bedroom."

Keith picked up his arms, took him back to his room, turned on the heater for him, and went downstairs to make ginger tea.

The outskirts of Gellegno, European Swye.

The cook came to bring the food at noon. Because Lyra was not used to the taste of food in this place, she just ate a little to make sure she would not be hungry.

In the middle of the afternoon, the temperature plummeted and it snowed quickly.

It snowed a lot, and in half an hour the whole yard was covered with a layer of snow.

Because it was a suburb, there were less high buildings and the snow was extraordinarily beautiful.

Lyra stood by the window enjoying the snow. Staring at the snow-capped mountains, she was lost in thought.

Chad came over and handed her a thick cloak and closed the window for her, "It's much colder here than in Crana. Miss Lyra wear more."

Lyra didn't refuse and put the cloak on herself.

She still had very important tasks to do, had to take care of her health, and must not get sick.

Chad looked at her who was forlorn, and asked softly, "Are you missing Mr. Malcolm?"