The handle of the hammer was smooth and just right for foot reflexology.


    Mavis held Anthony’s ankle firmly to prevent him from moving, and with the other hand, she grasped the handle of the hammer and applied force to the acupoint on the sole of his foot, corresponding to the kidney region.


    Anthony’s brow furrowed and his jaw tightened, while he lightly pulled his left leg back. However, Mavis caught hold of his ankle and he couldn’t evade her grasp.


    Mavis smiled gently and said, “I haven’t even used much force yet, and you’re already reacting so quickly? This acupoint corresponds to kidney function, it seems like that area of yours isn’t doing too well.”


    Anthony’s expression turned serious as he suddenly sat up, grabbing her arm and pulling her closer to him. His tone carried a deep meaning as he said, “You know very well how I am in that aspect. If you have forgotten, I can help you refresh your memory.”


    Mavis blushed.


    Originally, she intended to mock him, but unexpectedly he did not shy away from those things in front of their son.


    This was actually reversed by him.


    Seeing her blush, Anthony hooked his lips and smiled meaningfully, “You’d already had given birth to a child. Why are you still shy? You weren’t like this the first two times.”


    She knew what he meant when he said it the first two times.


    She instinctively looked over at Alistair beside her.


    Alistair had a pair of exquisite blue eyes that stared roundly, ncing back and forth between her and Anthony. Although he cannot understand the riddles they were ying, it was clear that he was full of curiosity.


    Their son was still young, and Mavis didn’t want to be a bad influence on him.


    But Anthony seemed to enjoy teasing her, and hisrge hand subtly moved to her waist, applying a teasing pressure as he pinched her soft waist gently.


    Mavis was extremely embarrassed and pushed his shoulder.


    “Lie down, my remedy treatment is not over yet.”


    He still had the strength to deliberately pinch her in front of their son, showing that it wasn’t painful enough. She needed to increase the intensity!


    With a strong swing of the hammer handle in her hand, Anthony’s hand under his sleeve quietly clenched.


    Alistair was grinning and rubbing his little feet while biting on the small pillow, eagerly staring at Anthony.


    Tonight, it was destined to be an extraordinary night.


    Meanwhile, a massage was undergone in Lyre Spiti.


    Lyrayzily on Malcolm’sp, enjoying his massage afterward.


    Both Spencer and Molly were eleven years old, not as clingy as they were when they were young, and the couple can finally enjoy their evening together.


    “Is it better?” Malcolm leaned close to Lyra’s ear, and gently kissed his wife’s earlobe, his face full of satisfaction and lust.


    “Much better, but still tired. Need to sleep early.”


    Malcolm sighed, “Have you been neglecting your exercisetely? I feel like your stamina has decreased.”


    “You are like a wolf, too fierce and vigorous. With so much work at NIB, you seem to exercise every day and have be stronger, but still can’t be satisfied.”


    Malcolm couldn’t help biting her earlobe lightly again, “My wife is so delicious. I really can’t get enough.”


    “Stop.” Lyra turned her head, “This is the end of tonight. Just massage.”


    Okay.


    With his rough fingertips, holding the appropriate strength, he walked on the skin of Lyra’s delicate lower back, and suddenly remembered a serious matter.


    “I told Mavis the truth about Anthony’s car ident today. She had been kept in the dark and was still concerned about his leg injury.”


    Lyra nodded in agreement, “She does have the right to know, and there’s no problem with telling her the truth. However, we all know that Anthony went through a lot of trouble to make this happen, and now that Mavis knows the truth, things might not go well for Anthony.”


    “That’s his own fault.”


    Lyra nodded and said, “Indeed, if he wants to pursue his wife, do it properly. If he doesn’t want a divorce, be honest about it. Sincerity is always the ultimate weapon. He shouldn’t resort to deceitful tactics and trickery.”


    As she spoke, she nced back at Malcolm with a meaningful look in her eyes.


    Malcolm understood immediately and his face changed suddenly. He protested, “Rara, I am different from Anthony. When I wrote the farewell letter and left Frayton, I truly believed that my life was about to end. With a determination to die, I returned to Suham topete with Ryan for power.”


    At the end, he added in a low voice, “This doesn’t count as deception.”


    Every move and nce of his was filled with a strong will to survive.


    Lyra couldn’t help but smile, turning to sit in his embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck, her voice yful and teasing, “Talking about those old stories, my heart aches. How about I make it up to you tonight?”


    Malcolm held her slim waist with one hand, gently kneading and caressing, “No more pain?”


    “Much better,” her delicate fingertips tugged at his shirt cor, pulling him closer, showing her dominance, “I even wanted to sleep a bit longer. Stop being a chatterbox.”


    Morning.


    Anthony was awake in pain.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    When he woke up, he found Mavis checking the injury on his calf, poking it with her fingertips from time to time to see if there were any lumps.


    She didn’t apply the medicinest night. The injury seemed to be more swollen, the red marks all turned into bruise, and the whole calf looked terrible.


    Upon seeing that Anthony was awake, Mavis made a symbolic exnation, “It’s just some superficial injuries, but I can see that the treatment has been quite effective for you. Next time, I’ll continue to do my best.”


    Anthony felt his throat tighten.


    She wanted there to be a next time?


    He didn’t say anything, and Mavis continued, “You can stay and sleep with Alistair again. I’ll go downstairs and buy some groceries for breakfast. When it’s almost ready, I’ll call you guys.”


    She stood up to leave, but Anthony grabbed her wrist. “Can Ie with you?”


    “No need,” she said. “You have to go up and down the stairs in a wheelchair, and Kane has to carry you back and forth.”


    Anthony didn’t try to convince her further. “Be safe,” he said.


    Mavis chuckled lightly. “It’s just one floor down. The market is very close by the apartment building. It’s very safe.”


    “Okay.”


    Once he heard the door close behind her confirming that Mavis had left, Anthony tried moving his left leg slightly.


    His foot was sore from being massaged by Mavisst night. He couldn’t even walk two steps without limping slowly.


    A fake injury was about to be real.


    He rubbed his forehead. Something seemed off about Mavistely, especially afterst night’s treatment which was clearly targeted at him. Because of what happened with Raymond’s broken hand, was she retaliating? Or maybe he was overthinking things?


    After half an hour or so passed by, Alistair woke up rubbing his sleepy eyes.


    The little guy’s first instinct upon waking up was checking on his daddy’s injured leg.


    He poked it tentatively with a tiny finger just like how Mavis did before.


    “Mmm… Mommy hit daddy really hard huh? Does your leg still hurt?”


    At least their son cared about him… Anthony smirked slightly as if amused by this thought when Alistair continued speaking,


    “Daddy, you deserved it though! You always tell me not to lie or deceive people but you think being an adult means different rules apply! Well now look where that gotcha!”


    Alistair held onto Anthony’s waist while humming happily twice before adding smugly,


    “You deserve pretending until your fake injury bes real! You’re lucky because Mommy is beautiful inside out. Otherwise, who would put up with you?”


    Anthony frowned deeply at thisment from such a young child…