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Lyra's tears fell even harder, and she couldn't stop them.

She grabbed his hand and yelled at him, "Malcolm, you're not dying! If you die, I'll find another man and marry him right now! I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life!" Malcolm's bloodied lips curled in a grim smile.

"That...no, you're my ..." She cried and laughed, and hurriedly looked to the medical staff on either side, "I'm already here. Get him inside!" Malcolm still took her hand and refused to let go, "Rara, you.. listen toexplain, OK..." "You need the surgery. I'll be right outside. When you cout, I'll listen to your explanation.” Malcolm's face was so pale that he was losing blood and could not delay any longer.

But he still stubbornly took her hand and did not let go. He wanted to see her properly again. He might die on the operating table.

Perhaps he did not have the opportunity to wake up again.

Lyra looked distressed and could only forcibly break his hand and watched him being pushed into the emergency room.

The surgical lights were turned on and Lyra was sitting outside waiting. The tears didn't dry yet on her face.

It was the first tshe shed tears in front of so many people, but she didn't even care. She just knew she didn't want Malcolm to die ...

After waiting for three hours, until 9:00 p.m., Malcolm did not cout.

Chad dismissed the rest of people. With a grim face, he sat down in the waiting seat opposite Lyra.

After a long tof thinking, he spoke.

"You have always felt that he lied to you about the abandoned warehouse thing six months ago, but it is true. He was really determined to die at that time. If our brothers didn't arrive in tto save him, he really will be buried in the fire.” Lyra slowly raised her eyes and looked at him.

Chad continued with seriousness: "As for why he is alive and not back to you, it's because the White family had unrest at that time. He must go back to control it. As for the whip wound on his back, he was whipped because he went against the White family's rules. Although he managed to get back after the warehouse incident, there were large burns on his face and body. His legs were fractured in the fight. His internal body was not good ..." His eyes flickered slightly and skipped over the fact that Malcolm had the bio-virus in his body.

The reason why Malcolm did not return to Frayton was that, except that he couldn't leave after he was in power, there was still virus in his body and the doctor wasn't able to find a way to cure him completely. He had to go to the laboratory every two or three days for test. And his life can only rely on inhibitors.

But Malcolm gave an order not to reveal a word of this to Lyra.

Chad stopped thinking and continued: "Miss Lyra, he gave his life to get you back every time. He's wholehearted to you! He is a fool in relationship. He only knows to give without reservation, but will not tell you his grief. After he regained his identity, he did not dare to recognize you, because he is afraid you'll hate him more. He is afraid to lose you forever. He is too inferior in this relationship.” Lyra bowed her head. Her whole heart was filled with guilt and pain.

Whether she opened or closed her eyes, what was in her mind was always Malcolm who was covered with blood, but it had happened to him more than once.

Six months ago in the abandoned warehouse, he must have been hurt worse than this time.

But she was even angry with him because of his concealment, blaming him for cheating her, and whipping him ...

Lyra's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. It was so painful that she could barely breathe.

"Sorry .." Apart from the word, there seemed to be nothing else she can do to compensate him.

"What he needs is not an apology. As long as you spoil him and love him a little, he will be happy." Chad looked at her who was very sad, sighing repeatedly, "Miss Lyra, he no longer owes you. But after learning that you were sad for him for six months, he blamed himself. lettingfind the whip is not to play the bitter trick to you. He wants to do his best to compensate you for those six months of suffering. You suffered for six months and he was also tortured by the disease for six months. " "Last night you slammed the door and left. He has planned to explain when you cback. But he didn't you to withdraw the marriage with the old Mr. White early in the morning. And the old Mr. White agreed. He lost his concentration for a moment before he was shot by the bullet.” Lyra abruptly stopped her tears and frowned, "I did go to Rudolph to ask for a withdrawal, but he didn't agree. | was going to think about it in the long run. Who said this to him?" Chad and she looked at each other and both realized that something was not right. And Chad immediately had someone look into it.

Half an hour later.

The atmosphere at the entrance to the emergency room was stark.

"Travis White sent people to tell Mr. Malcolm." Lyra's face was serious, "Travis White? How's Malcolm's relationship with him?" "Not good." Chad was serious, "the White family's unrest is caused by Travis. Mr. Malcolm went back three days later, and the power almost fell to Travis. Mr. Malcolm spent almost half a month to fight back the power.” Lyra pursed her lips and lowered her eyes without speaking.

After a moment of contemplation, her eyes grew cold and she asked in a deep voice, "Do you know how to avoid the surveillance and go to the White family?" Chad froze, "Miss Lyra, are you going to ...?" Lyra's eyes were cold and chilly.

"Help him collect sinterest first!" Late at night Eleven o'clock.

In the elegantly styled bedroom with the subtle sound of water.

Travis finished his shower and cout of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, while taking a towel to wipe his hair.

As he just approached the bedroom, the room's vintage chandelier suddenly flickered on and off. The curtains were rustling by the wind, and a certain chilly aura cfrom his bedroom.

Noticing the difference, he put his gold-rimmed glasses back on.

There was a woman sitting next to the bed at spoint.

Her slender and luscious legs were placed slantingly. Her hands were folded, an enchanting posture. With her elegant and cold temperament, she was very eye-catching.

It must say that Malcolm's young fiancée was indeed very beautiful and had a good body shape, and even he was a bit excited about it.

He smiled politely, "When did Miss Lloyd get here? It doesn't seem right to go through the window into my room late at night instead of using the front door, does it?" Lyra didn't say anything. Her gaze sternly fixed on him.

But this was Travis's villa. He had a bunch of bodyguards. Lyra was a woman, so he was not afraid, but went up to tease her with an evil smile on his face.

"Or do ...you have a crush on me? Want to cheat on Malcolm?" Lyra frowned. Her expression suddenly becfierce. She fiercely stood up in front of Travis and viciously slashed his neck with both of her hands.

Travis was weak and tried to resist, but had little fighting capacity and was mercilessly knocked out and fell to the ground by her.

Lyra looked down at him, "You look like a man, but I didn't expect you to be a weakling!" After Travis woke up, he was already tied to a chair and his mouth was gagged with a towel.

Lyra leaned over a table, absently playing with the dagger.

The silver light of the dagger revealed her enchanting but vicious face.

She looked like the one who was not easy to be messed with! Travis started to get scared at this point, and yelled towards the door.

"It's useless. Your bodyguards are all knocked out by my men. It's late at night, so even if you scream your head off, no one will cto save you." Travis had elegant features and looked well-mannered. At this moment his hair was wet and he was still wrapped in a bath towel, and was still tied up. Somehow he looked a bit like a male prostitute ...

And Chad, who was outside the window, heard Lyra's playful and flirtatious tone, and thought it strange.

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