Chapter 352 Drunkenness makes her recall the past


    Lyra was awake by the shouting, frowned slightly, ignored it and rolled over.


    Mason was still knocking on the door. If she didn''te out, he would keep knocking.


    Lyra, annoyed by the noise, lifted up theforter with anger, put on her slippers and thick robe, and


    went over to open the door.


    "What''s he up to again?" She said in disgust and red at Mason.


    "Miss Lyra, the master didn''t mean to toy with you this time. He went to the bar in the afternoon, drank


    a lot and shooed us all away. When I went to pick him up from the bar in the evening, I found him drunk


    in the snow. He kept calling out for you, so I had to bring him to you."


    Lyra had little expression, and looked very indifferent, "Just give him some sobriety pills, or find a


    doctor to give him an antidote injection. What''s the use of sending him to me? I''m not a doctor."


    She was about to close the door when Mason immediately grabbed the door frame, "Just look at him.


    He''ll be at peace with your presence."


    Lyra''s face was icy cold, "I''m grounded by him. Except for this room, he forbids me to go out. What if he


    says I''m unruly tomorrow after he''s sober? wouldn''t I be too wronged?"


    "This ..."


    Mason was in trouble and thought seriously, "How about ... I carry him to your room?"


    "No! He smells like booze. I can''t stand it. Hurry back to Arzew Pce."


    Mason was silent.


    "Lyra, Lyra ..."


    Downstairs in the living room, Anthony''s drunken voice came through, with sadness.


    Mason was in tears, "Miss Lyra, just go down and see him. I''ll help you make it clear tomorrow. You


    don''t want to be kept awake all night by him, do you? I''m begging you!"


    Lyra sighed and hid the displeasure in her eyes, instructing him, "Go get that maid up and cook


    something to wake him up."


    "Yes!"


    Mason rushed down the stairs.


    Lyra wrapped up in her thick and plush robe and followed downstairs absently.


    Anthonyid on the couch. His face was red and he was unconscious.


    Lyra covered her nose with her sleeve and sprayed some non-toxic and harmless air freshener to


    cover the smell of alcohol all over the living room.


    She walked over to Anthony and kicked him in the knee a few times with her sole in an attempt to wake


    him up.


    "Wake up, Anthony! This is no ce for you to sleep. Finish your sobriety tea and get your ass back to


    your Arzew Pce!"


    Anthony''s eyshes fluttered lightly, and his consciousness gradually returned.


    When he heard Lyra''s voice, his hand subconsciously sought the direction of the sound source and


    tugged on the corner of her robe.


    The disgust in Lyra''s eyes could not be concealed instantly and she immediately tried to tug her robe


    back from his hand.


    "Let go!"


    Anthony clutched it tightly and with great force.


    She inhaled deeply. Her anger was welling up as she thought of Chad who was tortured and bloodied


    in the dungeon this morning.


    While Mason went to the maid and was not back yet, she raised her hand and pped him in that


    delicate face relentlessly.


    She pped him twice with very loud and clear sound!


    Anthony was awakened by the pain, let go her robe and sat up from the couch.


    He raised his hand and rubbed his swollen head, then rubbed his painful and burning cheek, and


    looked up at Lyra in confusion.


    "Lyra?"


    Lyra coldly and proudly raised her chin. Although she just pped him, she didn''t have a guilty


    conscience when looking at him, "You came to my ce in the middle of the night to act crazily. You


    spoiled my sleep. Do you know!? Now that you''re awake, get lost!"


    Anthony bowed his head, as if he hadn''t heard her, and suddenly whimpered.


    The pair of blue eyes was full of sadness and helplessness. His eyes were red, and there were


    pping marks on his face, like being he was bullied.


    Lyra coldly looked at him who was shedding tears, and there was no stir in her heart, "Stop pretending!


    Hurry up and leave. You''re smelly. Even air freshener can''t cover your stench!"


    She turned around and headed for the stairs when Anthony clutched her by the corner of her robe


    again.


    "Lyra, do you remember I took you to the grasnd horse-racing in spring seven years ago? In


    summer, I jumped into the pond for you to pick lotus flowers. In autumn, I taught you archery and gun


    shooting. In winter, we built snowmen together and had snowball fights. At that time we were carefree


    ... "


    Lyra stopped dead in her tracks but didn''t turn around.


    Anthony seemed to be stuck in the beautiful memory, and his tears were pouring.


    "I am an illegitimate child. Although my father tried his best to hide my identity, I have many siblings. I


    have no status in the Cahan family. My father is too busy to take care of me. When I am bullied, I can


    only suffer it in silence."


    "I grew up with the understanding that what you want you must fight for yourself! In order to be worthy


    of your status as the youngest daughter of the richest man, that''s why I chose to leave you temporarily


    and work in the Security Agency back then."


    "Those days of training were really hard, really hard! But I can keep going as long as I think of you. And


    I always think, as long as you can wait for me again, at most a few years, when I get the highest


    position of Security Agency, I wille back to marry you, but ..."


    He choked with sobs and cried himself out.


    Over the past years, he suffered all the pain alone and had never been so heartbroken in front of


    others.


    "But I didn''t expect you to have an ident the next year. And you stranded in Frayton by mistake with


    Malcolm! I really regret it! I regret why I didn''t hold on to you at that time! Why did I let go?"


    A myriad of images from the old days unfolded in front of Lyra''s eyes.


    Lyra sighed silently, "Let bygones be bygones. There is no chance to start over. You have to move on.


    You are the one who is in a dead end. You have been unwilling to be open-minded."


    She stood quietly and listened to him who continued to talk.


    "You and Malcolm missed a chance before. Why can you forgive him? But you can''t forgive me?"


    "When you were in Frayton''s bar, you flirted with him and doted on him in front of me. This is an image


    I''ll never forget in my life! I just hate him sitting on top of you at that time. Why it wasn''t me!"


    "I was so jealous that I was going crazy! That''s why I arranged to have S404 biochemical virus poured


    on you. I knew he would stand in for you. I naively thought that once he was dead, you would be able


    to back together with me!"


    "But I did not expect that he''s the director of National Investigation Bureau. He got a doctor in theb


    so he can live more than six months! And I never expect that it let you love him more ..."


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    At the mention of this, Lyra''s hatred rose again and she coldly pushed his hand away from tugging at


    her robe.


    "You''re drunk! The maid will bring you a sober teater. Let Mason take you back to Arzew Pce after


    you drink it. I''m sleepy. I''m going up to bed!"


    She headed upstairs without looking back.


    Just as she reached the stairway, Anthony''s desperate and low growl came again.


    "Lyra, what exactly do you want me to do before you can give me another chance? If I put my life on


    the line for you, too, just like Malcolm did, will you love me one more time?"