After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 697 Lyra doubts her life

In the hallway, Anthony tore off the disposable gloves and observed the injury on his hand. He was about to go downstairs when he met Lyra who was coming back from the bathroom.

Lyra had finished the video conference. In order not to bring the bacteria on the mouse to the baby, she washed her hands and disinfected before returning to the ward. When she met Anthony head-on, she almost immediately saw the blood on Anthony's hand. And when Anthony wanted to hide his hand behind him, it was too late. "You are hurt?"

Anthony smiled lightly and replied, "Nothing serious. I fell on the way here."

Lyra was keenly aware of the unusual, "With your skills, even if your got slippery, you won't be injured like this. Won't you say there are nails on the ground when your hand hits the ground when you fall?" "You know me well." He laughed.

"Laboratory security measures and cleanliness are super-class. There are no sharp objects like nails on the ground. You don't usually lie to me like this. What's going on?"

Anthony smiled, "I can't hide anything from you."

After a few minutes.

The door of the ward was opened slowly.

Spencer, who was frantically eating durian, threw the small half of the durian flesh in his hand into the trash in one second, and wiped off the traces on the corner of his mouth. It was Lyra who was coming in.

Although Spencer moved quickly, he still couldn't hide it from Lyra.

"Mommy, have you finished the meeting? Actually, there's no need to hurry. The work is very important. I am used to the infusion. I can do it alone."

Lyra didn't speak, and walked over to his bed with a calm expression.

Her eyes inadvertently landed on the corner of his small mouth, and there were residues of durian flesh on it. And the stench of durian wafted throughout the room.

He obviously liked eating durian so much. Why did he throw away the half of the unfinished piece when he saw her coming in?

She silently took a tissue from the bedside table and gently wiped the corners of Spencer's mouth.

Spencer smiled obediently. There was nothing unusual on his face.

Lyra thought of something, and her expression became more and more serious, "Did you cause the injury on Anthony's hand?"

Spencer froze for a moment. The disgust for Anthony only dissipated a little, and now the madness grew again.

"He's really a villain. He complained to you. Then why didn't he tell you it's all of his own volition? He agreed to fulfill my three requirements, and I didn't force him."

Lyra sighed, "He didn't complain. I happened to meet him in the hallway. I asked him, and he insisted that he accidentally hurt himself and didn't involve you at all."

"However, you're the baby I gave birth to. I know best what kind of character you have. You want to take revenge on him. He must obey everything because of guilt. I just guessed it." Spencer was wordless.

Anthony didn't take the opportunity to fight back.

Did he think too badly about Anthony?

It was the first time that Spencer had seen his mum who was always gentle and considerate, become so serious with him. Although he blamed Anthony wrongly, he was a little aggrieved.

"Are you trying to scold me for Anthony? You think I am a bad child and hurt Anthony's hand? So should you punish me?"

"Spencer..." Lyra sighed again.

"Because I am sick, I can't go to kindergarten like Momo, can't make new friends, but have to do infusion therapy every day to endure pain. I just want to spite him, let him quit and don't bother me. Who knows he really split the durian..."

He had always been strong and didn't like to cry, and it was the first time that his eyes were red and watery.

But he stubbornly opened his eyes wide, without blinking. He did not want to let the tears flow down.

Lyra's heart was like pierced.

Spencer was indeed extremely sensitive. She hadn't said anything yet, but Spencer had already imagined so much.

She took Spencer into her arms and patiently patted her back to comfort him.

"I have no intention of scolding you and will not punish you. You asked Anthony for three requirements. I am very supportive."

Spencer looked up at her, not expecting such an answer.

"Really? You are not angry at all?"

Lyra flicked the tip of his little nose, "What's the point of being angry? He made you sick, and you let him chop durian with his hand to let him get hurt. That's fair."

Although under normal circumstances, she wouldn't take the initiative to propose this kind of retribution to the kid, now that Spencer had done it and she had no reason to object.

Spencer was a little surprised, "I thought you would teach me a lesson..."

"Your dad and I will always stand by you and Momo. I never thought you're a bad kid. You do the math Olympiad that's for students in the first year of junior high when you're five years old. You are a genius in your Daddy and my eyes."

She patted Spencer's back lightly, and continued to speak earnestly, "However, revenge must be appropriate. Although I support you, you can't do too much, such as seriously threatening his life. Or in the case that the other party doesn't do anything to you, just because you couldn't stand it, so you may do something to hurt the other party... In these extreme cases, I will not help you, and I will definitely teach you a lesson."

Although Lyra supported him and always stood by him, she was not reckless.

If people did not offend her, she will not offend others.

She did not take the initiative to cause troubles, but also was not afraid of troubles.

This was her principle which cannot be changed.

Spencer listened carefully and nodded firmly, "Don't worry, Mommy. I understand, but why is your expression so strange?"

Lyra had been holding her breath since she came in.

It was almost unstoppable now.

This room...

It was really stinky!!

For a person who was not used to any smell and had never eaten durian, this smell was worse than shit.

When she entered the room just now, her expression was serious, and it was also because of this smell.

She held it back, not expecting to make Spencer think that she was angry.

Now when Spencer mentioned it, she really can't hold her breath...

Because Spencer also ate durian, he stayed in her arms, as if he was attacking her with durian at close range.

Her well-cared kid, how can his mouth... smelt like eating shit...

"Mummy?" Spencer didn't know what was wrong with her, but got closer.

The stench entered her nose again, and Lyra was about to be overwhelmed.

"You...you finish the durian quickly. I go out for a breath, and then come in and spray some air freshener. This durian smell is...it's absolutely amazing."

As she spoke, she resolutely put Spencer back on the bed and quickly left the ward.

Spencer looked at her fleeing back and pursed his lips, "You look just now... seems to be despising me..."

Half past seven in the evening.

Mavis ended an entire day shift as a waitress and resigned.

Although she only worked for a few days, the manager still paid her the daily salary for these days according to the number of days.

Mavis was grateful and bowed again and again.

Taking off the waitress's dress, Mavis walked out of the hotel and rubbed her aching shoulders.

In the afternoon, she asked her colleagues, who were close and easygoing, that among the upper class wealthy families, there was indeed a case of giving each other gift on the first date.

Nevaeh didn't lie to her.

So, she got off work and went shopping in a nearby shopping mall.

For Anthony's identity, what gift should she buy?

A watch? wallet? perfume?