Chapter 474


    Chapter 474 As Long As You Are Fine


    When Lyra got off the ne, she felt that she had an illusion. How could Hank have been so gentle and


    considerate? He took all the luggage alone. In order to make her feelfortable, he had asked Keith


    to arrange a driver to pick him up in advance.


    When Lyra sat in the car, the temperature of the car seat was just right. Even if she were a stone, she


    would have been touched. “Sister Zhang has finished cooking at home. Let’s go back to my ce first,


    shall we? I’ll send you backter.” “You’ve already decided. Why are you still asking me?” Lyra looked


    out the window. A deep look shed through Hank’s eyes as he ordered the driver to drive.


    “Is your stomach feeling better?” He poured warm water from the thermos cup and handed it over. The


    moment their fingers touched each other, it was as if they had been electrocuted. That throbbing feeling


    that she shouldn’t have had surged over again. Lyra immediately frowned. “It’s fine.” She took the cup


    and drank it in one gulp.


    No matter how much she had lost her temper, Hank seemed to have no reaction. He just followed her,


    even more diligent than the nanny at home. There were a few times when Lyra was really about to lose


    control of her emotions. When the words reached her mouth, she had to swallow them back. When the


    door opened, Sister Zhang had already prepared everything. The dining table was full of the dishes that


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    Lyra loved to eat. Sour, spicy, hot, and cold… Even ice cream had been prepared. “I didn’t let you eat


    outside because I was afraid that you would… feel ufortable. These are all made by Sister Zhang


    at home. You can eat them appropriately.” He took off his coat and his tone was still cold. However, it


    was not difficult to hear the undisguised pampering.


    It was as if she could do anything under his care. For some reason, Lyra was very fond of this. How


    long had it been since she had been cared for like this? She had been the one to shoulder everything.


    The things that Hank had done had somehow made her put down her guard.


    “Aren’t you going to eat?” She sat down and asked casually. Hank did not expect her to say that. His


    eyes were filled with a smile. He walked over and pulled out a chair to sit across from her.


    “Yes, I will eat with you.”


    Only Keith, who was moving the luggage behind him, knew that his president had not eaten well for the


    whole day. He had been taking care of Lyra and could not care about himself at all.


    However, he could only keep these words in his stomach and didn’t dare to say them.


    After all the things were packed up, Keith hesitated again and again and walked to the back of Hank.


    “Mr. Barnwell, don’t forget this.” He handed over a ck box.


    It gave off a faintly minty fragrance, which was quite good.


    Lyra raised her eyebrows and was a little curious.


    She saw that Hank took the opportunity to put it on the other side of the chair and avoided Lyra’s


    searching gaze. Lyra drank a mouthful of fish soup and did not take it to heart.


    After eating and drinking her fill, she felt a burst of sleepiness. Hank sat opposite her and immediately


    got up. “The guest room has always been vacant. Will you stay tonight?”


    He waspletely different from before! Lyra suddenly sat up straight and looked up at him. “Hank,


    can you talk nicely?”


    The man was stunned. What had he done wrong? This had all been taught to him by Jasper. Moreover,


    along the way, he felt that these methods were quite effective. Now, Lyra was sitting in his house eating


    peacefully. But he could not figure out the situation in front of him. “What did I do wrong?” His tone was


    soft and gentle, afraid that he would provoke her. Lyra wanted to get angry and quarrel, but after


    holding it in for a long time, her little face flushed. “You drank the soup up. I haven’t had enough!” After


    that, she carried her small bag and went to the second floor. She knew the location of the guest room


    very well.


    Thump.


    The door closed and Hank stood at the dining table. The smile on his face grew wider and wider.


    “Sister Zhang, make another pot of fish soup tomorrow.” “Sir, have you ever thought that maybe it was


    not about fish soup?” Sister Zhang asked as she cleaned up the tes. “But that was what she said


    just now,” Hank said doubtfully. Sister Zhang opened her mouth and swallowed her words. “I will


    prepare it tomorrow,” she said.


    Of course, he had to be enlightened on his own. She was just not used to such a gentle and intimate


    rtionship. It had been a long time since someone had cared about her like this, but this person was


    Hank. The more he took care of her, the more she was shaken. She could not even tell if she was


    willing to ept this kindness. Or was it that she had been too lonely these days, because of his


    momentary gentleness, she had lost her mind.


    Lyra sat on the bed, unable to sleep. She opened the door and was about to go downstairs to pour a


    ss of water when she heard a noise in the study.


    She was surprised. Through the gap in the door, she saw Hank bending over to apply medicine to the


    wound on his back. It was the wound left by the ident during the practice match.


    On the back of his left shoulder, there were two long wounds. “Let me do it.” She frowned and pushed


    open the door to enter. She picked up the cotton swab and the medicine. She handled it very quickly.


    The man gasped because of the pain. Lyra moved as fast as possible, but she was afraid that he would


    hurt. When she pasted thest gauze, their foreheads were both covered with sweat. “Why didn’t you


    tell me that you were injured so badly?” If she hadn’t met him by chance today, how long would he


    keep it a secret? Hank lowered his head and put on his shirt. “It doesn’t matter,” he said indifferently.


    Lyra gritted her teeth and frowned even more. “As long as you are not hurt, anything is fine.” As he said


    this, he took the cotton swab from her hand and cleaned up the table too. Lyra stood at the table and


    did not move for a long time.


    “Lyra, do you still hate me?” As he spoke, his footsteps drew closer. She shook her head. There were


    too many things she didn’t know how to say, but she had to admit that she had already let go of those


    matters. “Then tell me the truth…” The man’s thin lips slowly closed. “It’s toote. I’m going back to


    sleep.” Lyra turned her head and was about to run when she almost bumped into the floormp behind


    her. Hank hesitated for a moment and did not chase after her. He watched her walk a few steps around


    the door and return to the guest room. He smiled bitterly and shook his head. He still had a long way to


    go. If she did not let go of her guard, he would not be able to hear a word of the truth.


    Perhaps, this was a test from the heavens to him. The door closed, and Lyra clutched her chest as she


    muttered to herself, ‘No, I can’t say it. Lyra, you have to hold on. You must not surrender. So what if you


    have a child? Will he let you keep this child?’


    She was not sure.


    She could not use this hard-won little life as a bet.


    As the night deepened, Lyray on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Many things flooded her mind.


    The Barnwell group, Dingyi, and…