The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 635

Micah lifted his arm, and the two fell into the quilt.

Abigail was still asking worriedly, "Micah, Lyra and Malcolm are next door. If we make it a bit louder, will they hear us?"

"No, this hotel room has thick walls and sound insulation."

"But…"

"No buts." Micah blocked her lips decisively and kissed her deeply.

"Don't worry. Rara and Malcolm must be tired when they wake up. They will probably get up late. They won't say anything."

Abigail didn't ask any more questions, but willingly indulged in Micah 's tenderness and became his prey...

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Next room.

The curtains were tightly closed, and they were tightly covered, so that even a beam of light could not sneak into the room and no one could know the sweetness in the room.

Lyra's waist was about to break after one night's craziness, and Malcolm couldn't bear to let her go.

In the morning, the two finally slept for a few hours, and they were terribly sleepy.

They were not even going to eat breakfast.

Lyra was in Malcolm's arms wearily in the dark and confined room.

The two's breathing was intertwined.

After sleeping for more than an hour, Lyra was woken up by the phone which was placed on the bedside table.

It was a video-call invitation from What's App.

Holding her waist, she slowly sat up and went to get the phone.

It was from Anthony's video call.

Before the trip, she specifically told Anthony that she would make a video call every morning. She must see the babies and make sure they were healthy and safe, so that she can travel in Teprax with ease.

Lyra was dozing off and not fully awake, but couldn't wait to see Spencer and Momo in the video call.

She turned on the light and was about to press the switch button when the phone was snatched away by Malcolm, who woke up next to her.

Malcolm sighed helplessly and glanced at her who was only in a silk nightdress.

"Are you sure you want to talk to Anthony on the phone like this? Aren't you afraid he'll get emotional when he sees it?"

With jealousy, he decisively pressed the red hang up button and sent a message to Anthony in a very measured way.

[Wait five minutes. I will call back]

After sending the message, he forcefully grabbed her knees and lifted her from the bed to his arms.

She suddenly lost balance and immediately hugged his neck, looking for a sense of security, "What?"

"Wash."

He looked calm and he was concise. Then he went to the bathroom with his wife in his arms.

Knowing that Lyra's waist was sore and her legs were weak, he thoughtfully helped her wash up, and personally waited for her to change into a proper skirt.

Lyra watched his serious expression and sighed as if she had found a treasure, "Honey, if you keep pampering me like this, and If I leave you in the future, I'm afraid I won't even be able to have food myself. I will be spoiled by you. Get used to being a waste."

Malcolm was gentle and his words were pampering, "Isn't it bad to be a cute little waste? You don't need to worry about fatigue. Just leave all the difficulties to me to solve. You just need to be responsible for enjoying."

Lyra shook her head firmly, "In my opinion, marriage does not mean losing one's self-worth. In a happy family, all the family members should contribute, so I can't be a waste."

Even, in addition to the family, she had more lofty ambitions. She wanted to become the richest person in the world.

Malcolm knew her well. And he was just kidding her by saying that, "Then you take care of our babies from now on, and I take care of you and pamper you."

Lyra frowned. "You don't want our babies anymore? Be careful when they grow up, they won't recognize you as a bad father."

Malcolm helped her zip up her skirt, and said in a casual tone, "I'm joking. Alright, you can call Anthony back and see our babies."