Chapter 645 Malcolm makes his son cry


    Among all the luxury cars of the White family, Malcolm and Chad''s were ck, and she had two green


    cars and one white car.


    Other Whites'' cars were basically red, white and ck.


    But today, a sky blue Rolls Royce was parked in the garage.


    The color was so bright and dazzling, so it was hard not to notice it.


    Like her green Maserati, that was mboyant


    When Lyra saw this color, she thought of the owner''s precious blue eyes.


    Really...the car was like its owner.


    Malcolm hugged her from behind, followed her to look at the car together, and found the problem. "It


    doesn''t seem like this is the White family''s car."


    "Well, it''s Anthony''s. We didn''t tell him we''re going back to Crana today. Maybe he''s here to see our


    babies."


    Malcolm looked at her strangely, "Rara, you can remember his license te number so clearly?"


    Lyra was startled and flicked his forehead lightly, "What are you thinking? How could I possibly


    remember it? This color made me guess so."


    Malcolm didn''t say anything, took her palm in one hand and the suitcase in the other, and returned to


    Lyre Spiti.


    When they got home, Anthony was there ying with Momo in the baby room on the fourth floor.


    Seeing Lyra and Malcolming in, Anthony joked with Momo, "Momo baby, your parents finallye


    back home after going out and having fun. Fortunately, they still remember your two children and won''t


    abandon you two directly."


    Lyra and Malcolm walked in side by side, and they both sat down beside Spencer as Anthony was


    talking to Momo.


    "Mr. and Mrs., you are back. I''ll leave you guys alone. I go downstairs to make powered milk." Sophia


    left the nursery, knowing how to behave.


    After Sophia left, Anthony kept his eyes on Lyra''s face, and after a while, he smiled lightly and said,


    "Rara, you have been looking good recently. It seems this trip is going well."


    "It''s good. Thanks to you and Chad for doing this to us."


    Anthony smiled casually, "I''m the godfather of Spencer and Momo. When you''re not home, of course I


    have the responsibility to take care of them."


    They had known each other for twenty years, so Lyra skipped the pleasantries and turned her head to


    watch Spencer.


    Spencer, who was in the blue crib, blinked lightly with his long eyshes and showed little interest in


    the toy in Lyra''s hand.


    Malcolm keenly found that he seemed to be not in good spirits, and asked Anthony, "Spencer''s state is


    not right. Has he been sick for the past two days?"


    Anthony''s hand stopped shaking the rattle, and he exined seriously, "It''s not sick. I asked the


    pediatrician from the medical team to check his body. No problem has been found for the time being.


    Maybe it''s a physical problem, or maybe it''s caused by the weather. Spencer''s appetite has not been


    as good as Momo''s during this time."


    Malcolm''s face remained serious, and he patted Spencer''s soft cheek, but there was no response.


    He continued and then changed from patting to pinching.


    As if feeling the pain, Spencer finally cried.


    The cry was still loud, not weak or soft.


    Lyra was so distressed that she hurriedly picked up Spencer who was crying, "Don''t cry. Don''t cry. Your


    dad is too bad. He can''t control his strength and pinches our Spencer''s face red. Mommy will help


    Spencer to teach your dad a lesson."


    Malcolm looked at his hand and smiled, "I didn''t use much force, but I didn''t expect my son''s face to be


    so tender, like tofu. And it would turn red when I pinched it."


    Lyra: "You have strong hands. Spencer''s skin is delicate. How can he bear your pinch? If you want to


    test his mental state, you should let me do it."


    As soon as they came back home, he was scolded by her because of the baby. Malcolm looked at Lyra


    dotingly, "You''re right. Next time, you should do it."


    Anthony watched from the side as the couple chatted.


    Although there were signs of small quarrels, the two looked at each other with love in their eyes. This


    kind of quarrel was more like the taste of their daily life. It was very harmonious, and he couldn''t even


    interject.


    Even sitting here was a bit redundant.


    His blue eyes concealed a trace of loss. Anthony kept talking with Momo until the conversation


    between Lyra and Malcolm ended.


    "If you''re really worried about your son, you can take Spencer to thergest children''s hospital in


    Suham for a full check-up, so as not to say I didn''t do my best to take care of him."


    "No," Lyra helped Malcolm. "He is too young to do a full set of tests. Malcolm is habitually trying to


    check Spencer''s state. He doesn''t mean to distrust you."


    A man being used cannot be suspected while a suspected man cannot be used. Since they chose


    Anthony to take care of them, Lyra and Malcolm must trust him.


    "Malcolm and I will only stay here for one day. We have booked a ticket for tomorrow and have to stay


    in Frayton for two days. So we still need to bother you."


    Anthony still replied calmly and nicely, "It''s okay."


    ...


    The next day.


    Micah and Abigail had already taken the early flight to Frayton in the early morning. They had informed


    the Matthews family to make preparations in advance.


    Lyra and Malcolm did not take the ne until noon.


    Lyra looked at the clouds outside the ne, and was very emotional:


    "Micah finally settles down. Keith and Melissa seem to be quite stable. Chad and Keira will officially get


    engaged in a few days. Our families are basically in stable rtionship. This is great. "


    Malcolm wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned his head in, buried it deep in her neck, took a


    deep breath, and agreed,


    "Life is getting better and better, and hopeful. But when are you going to hold a wedding with me?"


    The life of the two who loved each other without a grand wedding always made them feel


    unsatisfactory.


    Lyra: "Didn''t we say itst time? When Spencer and Momo grow up and can be the little flower girl and


    page boy who can help me lift my wedding dress. How wonderful."


    Malcolm thought about it. It seemed that it would happen in a few years, and it was still worth looking


    forward to.


    A few hourster, they arrived at the Frayton Airport.


    The Matthews learned that Lyra and Malcolm wereing together. As the first and second national


    couple on the Crana Rich List, the Matthews was very honored and took the initiative to book the most


    expensive seven-star hotel in Frayton.


    Once Lyra and Malcolm left the airport, they didn''t have to arrange anything but just went straight to the


    hotel.


    Katelyn was very kind when she saw Lyra, and the smile on her face never faded from beginning to


    end.


    The two families discussed the matter of the wedding for an entire afternoon. Lyra was extraordinarily


    generous and and directly gave Abigail 2% of the Lloyd''s Corp share as the gift.


    At nine o''clock in the evening, the two finally reached an agreement, and the wedding date was set on


    a day a monthter.


    It was toote. Katelyn wanted to keep Lyra and Malcolm at the Matthews House, but after being


    turned down once by Lyra, she didn''t mention it anymore.


    The two families had a harmonious atmosphere. They came out of a plush private room in the hotel


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    and walked side by side.


    When passing a corner, a woman in high heels walked very fast and identally bumped into Lyra''s


    shoulder.


    "You walk..."


    The woman''s shrill voice was habitually domineering over the years, but when she looked up to see


    Lyra''s face, she pulled her arm and eximed in ecstasy, "Am I wrong? Are you Lyra? You''re back


    here!?"