Chapter 133


    Chapter 133 Who Told You to Touch Her?


    Lyra’s tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.


    She was still stubborn and refused to lower her head. Even though the pain on her lips had not


    dissipated, she slowly moved the corners of her lips and smiled contemptuously. “Doesn’t Mr. Barnwell


    like people who are so submissive? You told me that all men are the same.”


    Hank trembled all over and looked at her eyes again, leaving only emptiness. Before she came, she


    had already thought of everything. She did this only for the career of that man?


    Hank could no longer control his anger. He leaned over and bit her neck like a beast. The room was


    filled with the faint smell of alcohol.


    Their breaths were also getting more and more rapid.


    Run? After this word appeared in Lyra’s mind, she knew it was impossible. She would remember


    everything that happened tonight. She knew that she could not avoid it. Threatening was always


    Hank’s best move. But sooner orter, she would make his dignity trampled on the ground. She


    thought that Hank would not let her go, but he still stopped after venting his anger.


    There was still surging anger in his eyes. He looked at the mark on Lyra’s neck and frowned. Lyra


    could not see his thoughts. She only felt that she was almost suffocated by the pressure. She coughed


    a few times and provoked, “Mr. Barnwell can’t get it up tonight?” “Get lost!” The man waved his hand


    and pushed Lyra to the side. She barely managed to stand firm, and the clothes on her body were torn.


    Lyra pulled back her hair and slowly tidied up her clothes. “It seems so. I have already done what you


    wanted me to do. If you don’t fulfill your promise, I will definitely expose everything and make you lose


    face.” For Nore, she did not hesitate to sacrifice her own reputation and… The footsteps gradually


    faded, and Hank punched the wall.


    Compared to the anger in his heart, he was even more annoyed that it was Lyra who made him care so


    much.


    Outside the window was big fireworks show that was going on in Crown Hotel. The rising mes were


    colorful in the air. Lyra took the elevator and could see the whole scene. The moment the fireworks


    bloomed above her head, all her disguises were shattered. She slowly squatted down, covering her


    face and crying. However, as she cried and cried, there was only hatred left in her heart. Hank had


    ruined her family, and he also wanted topletely destroy her. He clearly knew what she cared about


    the most. Lyra lowered her head, her eyes full of exhaustion. When the elevator door opened, she only


    wanted to escape as soon as possible, but before she could take a step, she was hit by someone.


    “What are you doing!” Novah rushed over in time and grabbed Davis. He looked at the unconscious


    Lyra on the ground and frowned. “Young Master Barnwell will be angry if he knows.” “How is that


    possible? I am helping him ease his rtionship with Alma. If Alma knows what happened between him


    and Lyra in the hotel, he will definitely make a big fuss.” With a look from Davis, one of his subordinates


    immediately stepped forward and carried Lyra.


    “Since Young Master Barnwell chased her out, it means that he doesn’t care about the innocence and


    life of this woman. Send her to the room upstairs,” Davis guessed. Seeing that Lyra was taken away,


    Novah pulled Davis and said, “Don’t talk too much. Last time, because of your uncle’s car ident,


    Young Master Barnwell spent a lot of effort…”. “Enough, don’t dawdle. I am his brother, not a dog by his


    side!”. Davis shouted and walked out. He wanted to find a few people to serve this Miss Jones.


    So what if Hank knew? Would he break off all ties with him because of Lyra? The more Novah thought


    about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He still took out his phone and called Hank.


    Otherwise, something would definitely happen tonight.


    Two hourster. In the Crown Hotel room, Lyra felt very hot. She struggled to open her eyes and saw


    that she was lying in an unfamiliar room. And it seemed that she had not left the hotel yet.


    She tried hard to recall that when she came out of the elevator, she was knocked unconscious. Lyra


    suddenly opened her eyes. The clothes she was wearing were still the same?


    Her worried heart fell to the ground.


    Hearing footsteps outside the door, Lyra had nowhere to hide and could only lie back down to pretend


    to sleep.


    Who was it?


    “Who told you to touch her?” Hank’s voice came through.


    Lyra gritted her teeth. He had already let her go, yet he was still ying dirty behind her back? Hank,


    are you interesting?


    Then, there was a mess of voices.


    Lyra could not tell.


    The next second, someone shouted, “Isn’t she just a broken shoe that you threw away? Do you have to


    do that? If you can y with her, my brothers…”


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    Hank attacked again.


    He grabbed Davis by the cor and picked him up to beat him up.


    One punch after another, not simply venting. “I am the only one who can touch her. From tomorrow


    onwards, do not appear in front of me.” He was filled with hatred. By the time Novah arrived, Davis had


    already lost a few teeth. His face and body were also covered with scars. He hugged his ribs and cried


    out in pain. “Young Master Barnwell, isn’t this too much? He isn’t…”


    “Get lost.”


    Hank spat out this word and directly entered the room. “I’ll take you to the hospital,” Novah sighed as


    he watched Davis get beaten up. At the very least, Hank had arrived in time, and Davis had not been


    beaten up. Otherwise, he might have really lost his life. Davis was lifted up by someone, and he no


    longer had the strength to walk out. He could only mutter, “He clearly hates Lyra so much. Why, why


    can’t he allow others to…” “All these years, you still don’t understand Young Master Barnwell? If he


    really wanted to make a move, Lyra would disappear from Cloud Town tomorrow. He just doesn’t dare


    to admit his feelings for her.” Novah sighed, “Go back and take good care of yourself. I will plead for


    you again. I am


    also responsible for this matter.” Davis’ head drooped down and he fell silent. There was no light in the


    room. Lyra felt someoneing in, but she knew that this was not the best time to open her eyes. Why


    was Hank so angry? She could not figure it out and could only wait. Listening to the footsteps getting


    closer and closer, she was thinking of a way to deal with it. But he did not get too close, nor did he


    touch her. For the first time, they stayed quietly on a bed. Hank sat and shey down. Only when he


    sighed in the air did Lyra know that he had not left yet. He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the


    right side of her neck. That was the mark he had left just now. The man’s eyes darkened and ayer of


    heartache gradually appeared in his eyes.


    His movements were gentle like never before.


    Lyra was shocked.


    She held her breath and continued to pretend to be asleep. “If you can…” Before he could finish his


    sentence, his phone rang. He nced at the phone screen, got up, and walked out. The door closed


    again, and Lyra slowly opened her eyes. She was sure that the person just now was Hank, but how


    could Hank be so gentle to her?