The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 697

In the hallway, Anthony tore off the disposable gloves and observed the injury on his hand.

He was about to go downstairs when he met Lyra who was coming back from the bathroom.

Lyra had finished the video conference. In order not to bring the bacteria on the mouse to the baby, she washed her hands and disinfected before returning to the ward.

When she met Anthony head-on, she almost immediately saw the blood on Anthony's hand. And when Anthony wanted to hide his hand behind him, it was too late.

"You are hurt?"

Anthony smiled lightly and replied, "Nothing serious. I fell on the way here."

Lyra was keenly aware of the unusual, "With your skills, even if your got slippery, you won't be injured like this. Won't you say there are nails on the ground when your hand hits the ground when you fall?"

"You know me well." He laughed.

"Laboratory security measures and cleanliness are super-class. There are no sharp objects like nails on the ground. You don't usually lie to me like this. What's going on?"

Anthony smiled, "I can't hide anything from you."

...

After a few minutes.

The door of the ward was opened slowly.

Spencer, who was frantically eating durian, threw the small half of the durian flesh in his hand into the trash in one second, and wiped off the traces on the corner of his mouth.

It was Lyra who was coming in.

Although Spencer moved quickly, he still couldn't hide it from Lyra.

"Mommy, have you finished the meeting? Actually, there's no need to hurry. The work is very important. I am used to the infusion. I can do it alone."

Lyra didn't speak, and walked over to his bed with a calm expression.

Her eyes inadvertently landed on the corner of his small mouth, and there were residues of durian flesh on it. And the stench of durian wafted throughout the room.

He obviously liked eating durian so much. Why did he throw away the half of the unfinished piece when he saw her coming in?

She silently took a tissue from the bedside table and gently wiped the corners of Spencer's mouth.

Spencer smiled obediently. There was nothing unusual on his face.

Lyra thought of something, and her expression became more and more serious, "Did you cause the injury on Anthony's hand?"

Spencer froze for a moment. The disgust for Anthony only dissipated a little, and now the madness grew again.

"He's really a villain. He complained to you. Then why didn't he tell you it's all of his own volition? He agreed to fulfill my three requirements, and I didn't force him."

Lyra sighed, "He didn't complain. I happened to meet him in the hallway. I asked him, and he insisted that he accidentally hurt himself and didn't involve you at all."

"However, you're the baby I gave birth to. I know best what kind of character you have. You want to take revenge on him. He must obey everything because of guilt. I just guessed it."

Spencer was wordless.

Anthony didn't take the opportunity to fight back.

Did he think too badly about Anthony?

It was the first time that Spencer had seen his mum who was always gentle and considerate, become so serious with him. Although he blamed Anthony wrongly, he was a little aggrieved.

"Are you trying to scold me for Anthony ? You think I am a bad child and hurt Anthony's hand? So should you punish me?"

"Spencer..." Lyra sighed again.

"Because I am sick, I can't go to kindergarten like Momo, can't make new friends, but have to do infusion therapy every day to endure pain. I just want to spite him, let him quit and don't bother me. Who knows he really split the durian..."

He had always been strong and didn't like to cry, and it was the first time that his eyes were red and watery.

But he stubbornly opened his eyes wide, without blinking. He did not want to let the tears flow down.

Lyra's heart was like pierced.

Spencer was indeed extremely sensitive. She hadn't said anything yet, but Spencer had already imagined so much.

She took Spencer into her arms and patiently patted her back to comfort him.