The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 412

Collin was here?

The atmosphere in the bedroom became serious almost instantly.

Lyra hardly had to think about it, "Just tell him I'm asleep. I don't have time to see him, and I don't want to see him. Tell him not to come here again."

"Yes."

Eleven left quickly.

Noticing that Lyra was in a bad mood, Malcolm hurriedly took her into his arms, kissed her, and soothed her.

Not waiting for the kiss to finish, Eleven came and knocked on the door again. The sound was more anxious than last time.

"Miss, I have conveyed your message, but Mr. Collin still won't go. He's standing outside the gate in the rain. If you don't see him, he will probably stay wet all night."

Eleven's tone sounded helpless.

Malcolm looked at the non-stop heavy rain out the window, and said, "Why not see him? This rain is so cold. If he's really wet all night, it's estimated he'll have a fever and cold tomorrow."

Lyra didn't say anything.

After a long silence, she said, "Want to use this way to force me to feel sorry for him? To force me to compromise? That's impossible. If he is happy to get wet, so let him be. No umbrellas for him. If he can not stand, he will leave."

"Yes, Miss."

After this time, Eleven didn't come up to report again.

Malcolm looked at Lyra's stony face, remembered Collin who was outside the door, sighed silently, and tried to put his arms around her thin waist to sleep, but Lyra was cold and pushed her hand away.

So, did she transfer her anger on him?

He was so innocent!

"Rara, are you mad at me again?"

Lyra didn't look at him. Her tone sounded deep, "Collin knew all the shit Ethel put me through and didn't do anything about it. He helped her hide it from me. I couldn't possibly tolerate his mistakes. You know me well enough. Why do you speak up for him?"

Malcolm lowered his long eyelashes, poked her shoulder with his finger carefully, and explained from the bottom of his heart.

"Just because I know you, I know that you're just angry at him and you can't accept the kind of thing that's regarded as betrayal."

"But he is, after all, your beloved brother. If you don't see him and alienate him, you'll feel bad. I just ... don't want to see you like that."

"Rara, if he really realizes his mistake and truly repents, you still won't forgive him?"

After these words, Lyra was silent for a long time again.

Boom-

A thunderclap in the sky brought back her thoughts.

She slept with her back to Malcolm and said in an indifferent tone, "When I was fifteen, I was pushed into the sea by Ethel. If I hadn't been lucky, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here now. I can't forget it. At least for now, I can't see his sincerity in trying to repent."

Malcolm heard that and thought there was still leeway which depended on what Collin did.

He followed her and slept under the comforter, hugging her from behind. He whispered with his magnetic voice, "Then we'll watch quietly and see exactly what he'll do."

Lyra closed her eyes and slept, not answering again.

The two of them embraced each other and slept.

The heavy rain outside the window and Collin who was standing in front of the door and drenched in rain did not affect Lyra's post-pregnancy sleepy body.

She still slept well this time.

In the early morning, the rain had stopped.

Lyra was awakened by the occasional light coming in, and gingerly lifted herself out of bed and stepped on the plush carpet with her bare feet.

She walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out the front door of Lyre Spiti.

Through the barred door, she could see Collin's still standing figure from a distance.