Chapter 605 Call him master and learn from Malcolm how to treat his wife


    Although she said it very seriously, when Collin hear it, it meant concern.


    That made Collin feel warm, "Okay, I won''t. When the next time youe to see me, the wound may


    start to scab."


    Lyra nodded, "I hope so."


    Carrying the medicine box, she turned and left the master bedroom. Then she went downstairs to find


    Kathleen, and handed the box to her.


    When she was done, she just received a message from Malcolm.


    Malcolm had already driven his luxury car to Anning Hill and was waiting outside Collin''s vi.


    Lyra said goodbye to Kathleen and left the vi.


    She got in the car and went back to Lyre Spiti.


    Malcolm saw that she was gloomy, and kept her head down in thought, not knowing what she was


    thinking. He reached over and grabbed the back of her hand with one hand.


    "Babe, what are you thinking?"


    Lyra returned to her senses, and tightened the palms that were closely intertwined with him, "I just feel


    Collin seems to have changed a lot recently."


    He was no longer the arrogant eldest brother he used to be. He had be more sensitive and


    cautious in front of her, and even his attitude had be much more humble.


    Moreover, today he shed tears in front of her.


    Malcolm pursed his lips lightly, and looked sideways at his wife from time to time. He looked very


    gentle.


    "Rara, are you wondering whether to forgive him?"


    Lyra stopped talking.


    Having been with her for so long, Malcolm knew her very well and could probably guess what was


    bothering her.


    He decided to help her and Collin to be a middleman.


    "Actually, you know very well Ethel is the culprit of those things in the past. And even many things were


    done by Ethel without the knowledge of Collin. Using Collin''s rights, Collin was regarded as an


    aplice behind the scenes. His biggest fault is that Ethel shouldn''t be given so much power."


    Lyra lowered her head and blinked slightly. Her face looked very calm, but she was listening carefully to


    Malcolm''s words.


    Malcolm nced at her sideways. Seeing that she didn''t have a particrly big reaction, he continued,


    "The reason why you''re angry and refuse to forgive Collin just prove that the position of the big brother


    Collin is very different in your heart. And you love him very much. So after learning that he was Ethel''s


    backer, you felt betrayed and couldn''t forgive him."


    "Because of these things, Collin has been atoned, self-punished, self-mutted and repented for more


    than a year, trying his best to beg your forgiveness."


    "He''s not very good at expressing himself because he feels ashamed and doesn''t know how to face


    you. He blocked a shot for youst time, which shows he is sincere. And it also proves he decisively


    chose you from Ethel."


    "I actually understand the life-saving kindness of her mother. After all, he never thought Ethel would


    change from an innocent little girl to a devil, so..."


    Before he could finish speaking, Lyra suddenly pulled her hand back from his palm.


    Malcolm felt the unpleasant aura and was stunned.


    "Babe?"


    Lyra turned her face away and didn''t look at him. Arrogantly folded her hands, she said in a deep tone,


    "The kindness of saving life is greater than anything. Of course you understand that. If it was not


    because of this kind of life-saving kindness that you insisted on divorce from me and wanted to marry


    Charlotte. "


    Malcolm''s whole body froze, and even his breathing stagnated for a second.


    With a pale face, he parked on the side of the road silently, turned his head in an aggrieved manner


    and looked at the back of Lyra''s head. His tone was very careful, "Babe, weren''t we talking about Collin


    just now? Why are we talking about my old stories again? Our babies just are over two months old and


    waiting to be fed. You can''t mess with me like this..."


    The more he spoke, the smaller his voice became, and he looked at Lyra with red eyes.


    Lyra''s face was calm, and she seriously used him of the crime, "Because I have no life-saving


    grace, I can''t understand how you men view this matter. But you understand, so it reminds me of the


    incident at the beginning. Did I take the initiative?"


    Malcolm honestly admitted his mistake, "It''s my fault. I shouldn''t have mentioned life-saving kindness,


    and made you think of the unpleasant things I used to do. Then I''ll kneel on the washboard when I go


    back, and kneel all night until you''re not angry anymore."


    With his aggrieved tone, Lyra held back herughter, but couldn''t help but twitched the corners of her


    mouth.


    Malcolm noticed her smile sharply.


    It turned out that she wasn''t really angry, but that he had been defending Collin all the time, so she


    deliberately wanted to prank him.


    He took the initiative to lean over to kiss Lyra''s cheek, "But I know you love me the most. You must be


    reluctant to let my knees rot."


    Lyra couldn''tpletely hold on and pushed his head away seriously, "Don''t talk nonsense. Drive and


    I''m hungry."


    "As ordered."


    Malcolm approached her and quickly kissed her cheek, like a child who was sessful in begging for


    candies.


    The engine of the luxury car was ignited again, and the car disappeared into the night like an arrow


    from a string.


    After dinner, they both sat on the bed.


    Malcolm was using the tablet to handle some of official business.


    Lyra was concentrating on ying a game with Melissa.


    Both of them looked serious.


    Half an hourter, Malcolm finished his work, and quietly hugged Lyra''s waist from behind, watching


    her y games and being obedient not to bother.


    It wasn''t until Lyra won the qualifying round that he dared to stretch out his hand to block Lyra''s screen


    and forbid her to press it.


    "What?"


    Malcolm put his chin on her shoulderzily, "How long will you y? Don''t you n to spend the night


    with your husband?"


    Lyra pushed his hand away, pressed the confirmation button to enter the game, and answered casually,


    "Amn''t I with you?"


    Malcolm rubbed against her neck and deliberately used his warm nose to tease her sensitive ears. His


    hoarse voice was extremely provocative, "It''s not this kind ofpany. You understand it."


    Lyra was itchy, so she quickly avoided his harass and focused on the game.


    "Didn''t we agreest night we won''t do any sex today to see if I will get sick at night? To see if it it


    rted to sex? Have you forgotten?"


    He really forgot it. After all, with such a delicious wife by his side, he can''t bear it.


    Lyra was picking out a qualifying character in the game without raising her eyes, "So stop making


    trouble and let me y for a while. For our test tonight, there can be no signs of sex."


    Malcolmy helplessly on the bed, feeling extremely depressed.


    He sat beside her bored and yed with his mobile phone, but Lyra was enjoying herself. From time to


    time, she would chat with Melissa in the double game through the built-in voice.


    The more Malcolm thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He quietly turned on the address


    book and sent a few messages to Keith.


    [Take care of your fiancee. Don''t take up our time at night.]


    Keith: […]


    [She took my wife away. You quickly turn off her mobile phone and let her sleep.]


    It took several seconds for Keith to reply: [I dare not. A woman who focuses on the game can''t be


    messed with. I don''t want to be punished like you.]


    Now it was Malcolm''s turn to be speechless.


    The message beep sounded again.


    Keith: [Don''t curse me. It''s useless. If you have the ability, you can tell her not to ask my fiancee to y


    games with her.]


    Malcolm was furious in his heart, and his desire to win was gradually ignited.


    [What if I could do it?]


    Keith: [I will call you the master for one year, and I will learn from you how to treat a woman well.]


    Malcolm looked sullen and he hummed: [Wait.]


    After finishing the chat, he put down his phone, first nced at Lyra who was ying the game next to


    him, then got up decisively and walked towards the wardrobe.


    He deliberately pulled the wardrobe door with a crackling sound, and took out the washboard that had


    not been used for a long time.


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    Lyra immersed herself in the game and didn''t even look at him. Her attention was not on his side at all.


    He took a deep breath and carried the washboard to bed, cing it directly on the open space in front


    of Lyra.


    The sudden unknown object attracted Lyra''s attention.


    Lyra raised her eyes inexplicably, and saw Malcolm''s aggrieved expression. He was holding the bed


    with his hands, and was about to move his knees to the washboard.


    She was confused by this behavior, and she didn''t even care to y the game but held his knees that


    were about to sink.


    "Did you put some drugs in dinner tonight? Are you crazy?"