After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 184 I give you my life, and you give me back my love

He told Brad to rush back to the base to find Doctor Y, but he hadn't returned yet.

But he knew his body well. He should ... not last until Lyra returned from dinner.

Did he really want to die like this?

He was so reluctant, but he could do nothing about it.

Now he did not even have the strength to write a farewell letter.

And Lyra seemed to hug him just now for the first time since the divorce ...

No, she didn't. She was just touching his head.

Anthony was right. She was, after all, treating him like a pet ...

She already ... didn't love him anymore.

As he thought about it, he gradually lost his consciousness, and his vision became uncontrollably

obscure.

"Lyra ..."

"I give you my life, and you give me back my love, OK ...?"

He closed his eyes in resignation with his hands hanging down helplessly. His demeanor was serene.

It was silent all around.

In addition to the rustle of the wind blowing the curtains, there was only the sound of the blood from his

fingers streaming down drop by drop to the floor.

...

In the car, Lyra's heart suddenly came with a sharp twinge.

She covered her heart and her face turned pallid with pain.

Anthony saw that she was not in the right state and asked, "Lyra, what's wrong with you? Are you not

feeling well?"

He came closer and tried to help her.

Lyra reached out and refused, taking a few deep breaths before that pain faded away.

But why was that?

She had never had a heart disease.

The pain was inexplicable.

"I'm fine. I probably haven't slept well the last two days. Anyway, in a few days, it'll all be over."

When she said this, the cold aura under her eyes flashed slightly.

Anthony didn't notice the look in her eyes and said a few words to comfort her.

Lyra didn't even listen to him.

Melvin's ashy and sickly face inexplicably flashed back in her mind.

Tonight, it was very strange of him.

He asked the question about whether she'll remember him if he was dead.

It was like the reluctance from a dying person?

The deeper Lyra thought about it, the more odd it seemed.

Especially before leaving, he took her by the wrist and said those things.

He said, "Anthony is not simple. He is likely to have a secret that’s bad to you. You must be careful and

beware of him in the future."

She was thinking about it now and what he said was very weird.

He used "you must" and the words seemed to exclude himself?

And she associated his shaking hands, frowning, weakness to cover up the powerlessness, and the

sentence if he died ...

Lyra gasped and she yelled at Anthony's driver, "Pull over!"

"What's wrong Lyra?"

Lyra quickly unbuckled her seat-belt and went to open the door, "I have some urgent matters to deal

with tonight. I may not be able to have this meal. Let's make a rain check!"

"Lyra ..."

Anthony's words were cut off by the slamming of the car door.

Because it was in a villa area, there would be no cabs on the road. Lyra got out of Anthony's car and

had to turn around and run back on foot.

Twelve and Nineteen rushed to follow.

Anthony's car didn't leave. It just stayed put.

In the rear-view mirror, he looked at the woman who was running wildly back toward Seaside Villa with

a complicated expression.

...

Lyra had just left Seaside Villa when Chad entered the villa through an iron gate.

Eleven, Fifteen and Seventeen saw him coming in and all came out of the shadows.

Seventeen rubbed his hands excitedly, "Chad, last time you won my one month's salary. Today I want

to get it all back with interest, hahaha!"

Chad didn't say anything. His expression was serious and cold.

"I'm not here to play poker today."

Seventeen and the others looked at each other with confused faces.

Immediately after, there was a whoosh sound. Three people felt a pain in the back of the neck at the

same time, instantly rolled their eyes and fell to the ground on the spot.

Chad looked at the three people on the ground, and it was true that direct drugging was much faster

and more effective than cottoning up.

Brad put away the tranquilizer gun, came out of the shadows and asked, "Chad, we can't just let them

lie like this. Where do we carry them to hide first?"

Chad glanced at the three on the ground, put his hand to his lips and made the bird talk.

After waiting for a minute, the villa was quiet, and Melvin never came to open the door.

Chad realized something was wrong, "Whatever, let's go up and see the boss first."

Because the villa's security door was closed, Chad wanted to kick the door in directly. Chad was afraid

that Lyra will discover it, so Chad finally climbed the pipe with Brad behind the villa up to the second

floor.

After they opened the door to the second floor’s room, Melvin, who was on the recliner by the window,

and the dark red blood on the floor were particularly striking.

"Boss!"

The two men almost instantly flung themselves at his feet. Their faces were scared to colorlessness.

Chad quickly took out an inhibitor frozen in a small box and stabbed it steadily into the vein in his

jugular.

Brad looked at Melvin’s hands covered in blood. He was so heartbroken that his eyes were flooded

with tears.

Two minutes after the inhibitor injection, Melvin did not respond. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

He was cold and there was no sign of life.

Chad shook his hand and probed the pulse in his neck, which had stopped ...

"Wake up! Don't sleep, boss!"

Chad yelled wildly and gently patted Melvin's bloodless face.

Tears flowed downward from his eyes. He knelt at Melvin's feet, sobbing uncontrollably.

Were they late?

Brad, who was to his chagrin, felt mournful, and he sat down and cried without regard to his image,

howling at the top of his lungs.

Chad's eyes were red and he was getting emotional.

"Boss, I beg you! I beg you not to sleep! Wake up. You'll never wake up if you fall asleep!"

Melvin's eyebrows were peaceful. Even the eyelashes had not moved a bit.

Chad was breaking down, grabbing his arm and shaking it desperately, "I'm begging you boss! You'll be

fine! How can you die before your brothers! Wake up!"

"You haven't gotten Miss Carroll back yet. Are you willing to leave like this? You're not afraid if she

marries Anthony? She'll be trampled by Anthony? By the way, there is Garrett! And Cody! There is a

bunch of powerful men in Crana. You have so many love rivals. How can you die!?"

"She doesn't even know that you got the S404 virus for her. Boss, are you really willing!? I'm begging

you! Don't sleep!"

He cried until he choked up and tried to shake Melvin to let him wake up.

But the person in the recliner was motionless, cold and with temperature.

He slid helplessly to the ground and leaned against Melvin's hand, being completely crashed

emotionally.

"Boss, I was picked up by you from the Crana border when I was ten years old. My name, my skill,

everything I have is from you. When you carry missions, I follow you to wherever you go ..."

He took out a knife from his pocket. His eyes were ruthless and his tone was firm, "My life is yours. If

you die, I will die with you!"

With these words, he aimed the tip of the knife at his heart and stabbed in without hesitation.

"Chad! No!"

Brad shouted in despair.

However, there was no blood spattering on the scene as expected.

The sharp tip of the knife was stopped at the two millimeters from the skin that was going to be pierced.