The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 930 The late wedding

Molly stomped her little feet excitedly and took a bite. The strawberries on top were sweet and sour, just like ordinary ones.

But, if her dad said it was a good thing, then it was indeed.

She urged her brother to have a quick taste too.

A family of four enjoyed themselves happily.

On the other hand, although Mavis was at work, her mind was not on work all day, and but full of the scene of waking up with Anthony in the morning.

Grandma really took great pains for them.

However, love or not love, how he performed was intuitive.

Anthony just didn't love her.

Mavis didn't want to beg him, let alone force him to do something he didn't like.

...

That night.

Mavis was lying on the bed again.

Anthony consciously kept his distance from her.

Even if two people were covered with a quilt, there was still a proper space.

It may be that the weather was getting cooler and the temperature was very low at night.

Mavis didn't want to cover herself with a quilt at first, but just wanted to curl up beside the bed, and fell into a drowsy sleep. It was really cold, so she unconsciously leaned towards Anthony. Anthony was not much better. Curling up under the quilt, his whole body was so cold.

Feeling the heat from Mavis, he was drowsy and not clear-minded, so he hugged her subconsciously, holding Mavis' waist and not letting go.

Mavis woke up instantly.

Was this appropriate?!

She struggled for a long time, and finally decided to give up.

In the relationship, she herself was a weak person, and she liked his touch.

Before she knew it, Mavis also fell asleep.

At night, she had a long and strange dream.

The scene in the dream was a snow mountain. She was running in the mountain wearing thin clothes, shivering.

Just when she was helpless, Anthony appeared, snatched the last coat from her, and smiled triumphantly.

Mavis asked him, "Why did you take my coat away? Do you think I'm worthless in your eyes? You don't love me but hurt me?"

Anthony nodded without hesitation, "Yes, you are right."

Mavis was so angry that all of her organs hurt.

She wanted to catch up with Anthony to ask him, but suddenly there was an avalanche, and a huge snowball rolled down the mountain, crushing her hard. A nightmare!

Mavis woke up in shock, exhaling heavily.

Before she could react, she saw Anthony's legs on her own, and his hand on her chest.

He hung on her like a koala.

No wonder she dreamed of being pressed by something. It turned out it was true.

Mavis was pressed like this until her hands and feet were numb. She tried to push him away, but there was a huge difference in strength between men and women. She moved lightly, but he woke up.

Anthony was also very surprised when he saw his posture, and said in a daze, "I know why I dreamed climbing a tree, so..."

"It turned out to be climbing me, the tree." Mavis continued.

Anthony couldn't help laughing.

Mavis was also amused.

Anthony said again, "I don't know why, but it seemed very cold last night."

"Maybe it's because the weather has turned cold. It's really cold at night. I have to ask the servant to change into a thicker quilt." "Well, let's go downstairs and have breakfast."

The two went downstairs together, and the whole family was already sitting around the table.

Paloma saw the two of them coming down, and hurriedly took a sip of water.

While eating, Anthony and Mavis spotted the same piece of bread and reached for it.

Their fingers touched each other, and the temperature of them was transmitted.

Anthony offered to give it to her, "You eat."

Mavis shook her head, indicating that she was full.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right between them, Rebecca took the initiative to take on the responsibility and started the topic.

"Do you feel that it's getting cold at night? It's strange. Last night, it's terribly cold. I wish I couldn't get out of the quilt, as if someone was blowing cold wind on me." Paloma next to her kicked her secretly.

Rebecca didn't understand and wondered, "Grandma, why did you suddenly kick me?"

Paloma was angry.

What a stupid girl.

"I have nothing to do."

After speaking, she took her crutch and went upstairs.

Anthony and Mavis looked at each other, and they seemed to understand what was going on from each other's eyes.

It was not cold at night. Obviously Paloma turned on the air conditioner for them.

Mavis felt even more uncomfortable.

Grandma really took great pains for herself.

Rebecca muttered, "What's wrong with grandma? How did she go away? Did I say something wrong?"

Anthony and Mavis shook their heads, pretending to be confused, while Rebecca scratched her head in confusion.

*

All day, Lyra was absent-minded.

Malcolm keenly noticed that she seemed to have something on her mind.

During dinner at night, Malcolm asked her.

Lyra nodded, not wanting to hide it from him. "I've been thinking about something recently. Spencer and Molly are always bullied at school. Does it have something to do with us?"

"Huh? Like?"

"For example, their classmates are from rich families. Spencer and Molly are too good, but they don't avoid their edge. They shine as soon as they come, and they will inevitably be envied. Shouldn't we disclose our identities?"

It had been nearly six years since they got married, but the two had not held a wedding yet.

Except for some acquaintances of upper-class people, many people didn't know that they were married.

Because of Malcolm's physical problems, the Lloyd family's illegitimate daughter, the White family's conflicts, and

Spencer's body, the wedding of the two delayed for six years.

As Malcolm heard it, he immediately understood what Lyra meant, and wrapped his palms around her slender waist. He lightly touched her ear with his thin lips, disturbing her breathing. "Then why not... Let's advance the wedding and make the news public to the world, so that the kids won't be bullied."

"This is what you said. It has nothing to do with me."

Lyra brushed herself off.

Malcolm understood. "It turns out you're waiting for me."

Now that it was all brought up, Malcolm started to prepare for the wedding.

Although he was very busy with work, he still found time to take Lyra to a place.

Lyra was curious. "Where are you taking me?"

Malcolm just laughed, keeping it mysterious.

As a result, that night, Malcolm took her back to the bay villa in Frayton.

It was the beginning of the two people's first marriage, with so many memories and Malcolm's employment agreement...

Revisiting the old place, both of them felt infinite emotion in their hearts.

Over the years, it seemed like everything had changed.

It was like nothing had changed.

The next morning, Malcolm asked a photographer to take pictures for them, but Lyra didn't know what he was planning.

Lyra teased him, "You can't wait to be intimate with me. Tell me, do you have conspiracy?"

Malcolm scratched the tip of her nose, and his black eyes were full of affection.

"There is no conspiracy, but there are many surprises."

"What?"

Lyra's words were lost in the wind.

For this belated wedding, Malcolm decided to design it himself, and must give her a beautiful memory that will never be forgotten.

Neither Spencer nor Molly were in school on weekend.

After finally having a rest time, the two kids were pulled out of the beds by their father.

When Lyra woke up, her husband and children were gone.