Chapter 231 Not Cooperative
In the ward.
Lyra looked at the words that Zongxing had typed on the phone and was stunned for a moment. Zongxing sighed anxiously. “Why is it so coincidental that you can’t hear me?”
“Uncle Priestley, thank you for your concern, but I am fine,” Lyra said with a smile.
Zongxing immediately frowned and typed another line of words, “But why did I hear that the boy surnamed Barnwell always came to harass you?” Before Lyra could speak, footsteps came from outside the door. Then Director Chen came in with a group of doctors and nurses.
“Sorry, we are going to start the treatment phase. It is not suitable for Miss Jones to be visited in the near future.”
“Is that so? How long will it take? I can be responsible for the medical expenses.” Zongxing immediately stood up and said. “This depends on the specific situation. Please go back first.” With a look from Director Chen, a nurse immediately went forward and ‘invited’ Zongxing out.
Lyra did not know what they were talking about, but she had a vague feeling that these people had probably been sent by Hank.
She sneered and lay on the bed. Was the man eager for the whole world to give up on her?
It was not easy for Zongxing to come, and he could help her, but it was also ruined by Hank.
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Thinking about what Zongxing had just said, a clean face appeared in Lyra’s mind. She had known Jing Priestley since she was a child, but she had always regarded him as a younger brother. Although Jing was only two months younger than her, he had always been unconvinced and had always claimed to be her older brother.
To Lyra, that was a childhood time that she would never be able to return to.
Not to mention that she had already divorced once, even if there was no such thing, she could not imagine that she would be together with Jing.
The last time she saw him was more than ten years ago. How was that possible?
That night. When Lyra was pushed back to the ward by the nurse, she saw a figure standing outside her ward from afar. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
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He turned around, and the light on the wall covered most of his face.
But just by looking at his eyes, Lyra was stunned. “Jing?”
She slowly read out this name
Then she saw him come over. He looked completely different from when he was a child. He became calm and mature, and his eyebrows were full of heroic spirit. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He was not as serious and indifferent as Hank. He looked even more gentle
“Lyra, I… I’m back.”
Seeing his lips move, Lyra smiled helplessly and pointed to her ear.
“I can’t hear you.”
Jing was stunned. He quickly took out a small book and handed it to Lyra.
They had been written before he came.
Soon, she was taken into the car and headed straight to the airport.
She walked through the VIP passage, and when she sat in the VIP room, she did not see Jing. Lyra’s gaze fixed on the door, and soon, a person walked in. Lyra’s eyes flickered and she clenched her fingers. She knew that things would not have gone so smoothly. This man was simply a devil. “Are you disappointed that it is not your old lover?” Hank sat down on the sofa in front of her and smiled contemptuously.
He knew that Lyra couldn’t hear him, but he continued to say, “He can’t steal someone from me.” “What did you do to Jing?” Lyra clenched her fists and stared at Hank.
She wasn’t worried about her situation at all but was anxious about another man the moment she spoke?
The coldness in Hank’s eyes grew stronger and stronger.
“No wonder you haven’t promised Nore. You are still thinking about someone else.” In Lyra’s eyes, only his lips were moving. She couldn’t hear his voice and could only see his cold eyes.
Lyra became more and more panicked.
Chapter 231 Not Cooperative
“It is between you and me, and don’t involve others.”
The more she spoke, the colder Hank’s expression became.
His palm was pinching her lower jaw. After saying something, he pulled her up and dragged her onto the plane. Lyra was frightened by his expression. As soon as she got on the plane, she curled up in her seat. There were bruises on her neck and she felt a faint pain. Until the plane landed, she did not have any eye contact with Hank.
“Get up.” Lyra was picked up by him and thrown onto the wheelchair. The cabin door opened, and a bone-piercing cold wind blew in. Before Lyra could see what was outside, a coat was covered on her head. There was silence in her ears, and there was endless darkness in front of her. She could only hold the handle of the wheelchair tightly. Her heart was beating strongly, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. When the coat was pulled down, Lyra looked cold. In front of her was a private hospital, and there were foreigners coming and going.
There was no trace of Hank behind him. Lyra was brought to the examination room and began a series of checks. “Mr. Barnwell, the young lady you brought is not cooperative at all. She has already smashed two machines. You’d better talk to her and calm her down first.” The attending physician, Meyer, sighed. “Otherwise, we won’t be able to know her specific situation, and it will likely delay her illness.”
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