The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 855 Lyra Without Malcolm

Chapter 855 Lyra without Malcolm

Anthony stared blankly at her for a moment.

At the end, Jaqueline waved her hand in front of his eyes and asked in doubt, "Sir? Sir? Are you

listening to me?"

Anthony came back to his senses, took the medicine in her hand and drank it without any doubt.

In fact, he also knew that if she was someone sent by Danny, she would have killed him long ago, and

would not take care of him until now.

After drinking the concoction, there was some brown liquid in the corner of his mouth. Jaqueline

hurriedly took out a handkerchief she carried with her and wiped the stain off the corner of his mouth.

When doing this action, Jaqueline felt that such behavior was not good, and quickly explained, "Sir, this

handkerchief is clean, not a rag."

Looking at her reddish cheeks, Anthony's lips curled up, and he teased with a smile, "If I said that your

behavior aroused my interest, would you be responsible?"

"Sir... I..."

Jaqueline blushed even more, feeling more bewildered.

Anthony hurriedly said, "Sorry, I have no other meaning. Thank you for saving me. My name is

Anthony. How about you?"

"Ja... Jaqueline."

Jaqueline's cheeks were red, and the movements of her hands became stiff.

She looked a little cute.

At this moment, Anthony's eyes were full of the girl in front of him who was similar to Lyra, and he lost

his mind several times.

The gunshot wound on his leg still hurt unbearably. Anthony lifted the quilt slightly.

He saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear.

He frowned suddenly, showing a trace of unnatural embarrassment on his face.

"Well, can I trouble you to find me a suit? I want to get out of bed and walk."

"Okay, but there are very few men's clothes in my family. Before my parents died at sea, they didn't

have many clothes."

When Jaqueline was searching and thinking about it, Anthony realized that there was her grandma

beside her now.

She was a miserable person.

"See if you can still wear this. Don't worry. It's clean."

Jaqueline found out a dark suit and handed it to Anthony, blushing again and leaving the room.

This suit looked like it should be old, and the style was very old-fashioned.

Anthony changed his clothes and came out, and there was still freshly cooked porridge on the stove.

Jaqueline filled a bowl and handed it to him, "Your body needs nourishment. I will catch some fish

tomorrow and give you some nourishment."

The porridge she handed over was an ordinary bowl of rice porridge, but Anthony smelled it and though

it would be delicious. Then he drank the porridge in the bowl in a few mouthfuls.

He looked around at the decoration of the room. Although the room was a very old, it was kept very

clean. It could be seen that the owner of the house was a very clean person.

Seeing him scanning the house, Jaqueline lowered her head and said, "My grandma and I depend on

each other for life, and we don't have much extra income. It would be great to have such a house to

live in. You should be from a big city."

When she said this, there was a hint of envy in Jaqueline's eyes.

Anthony just laughed, and every time his eyes would automatically be on her face.

It was like seeing another person through her

The next day, early morning.

Black smoke rose from the chimney, and the woodshed exuded a faint scent of medicine.

Jaqueline was wearing a light green dress, exuding a gentleness.

Even though she was in a fishing village, she kept herself clean.

She worked tirelessly to cook the medicine in a small pot. Fifteen minutes later, she poured out all the

medicine, and then carefully took the soup and medicine, and moved to the room where Anthony was

temporarily staying.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps vaguely, Anthony gradually woke up.

He raised his eyes slightly and saw a familiar figure walking to the head of the bed in a daze.

"Lyra ... Lyra ..."

In the light green skirt, he seemed to see Lyra.

He was fascinated by her blooming charm, and his unconscious mind seemed to completely forget

where he was, who he was, and there was only Lyra in front of him.

Lyra without Malcolm around.

"Awake? Get up and drink the medicine. The medicine I gave you a few days ago is to detoxify you.

Today is the last bowl."

The unfamiliar voice made Anthony withdraw his chaotic thoughts immediately.

He realized that she was not Lyra, but Jaqueline.

He mistook her for Lyra again ...

Perhaps because of getting along with her often recently, even Anthony's dreams were memories of

getting along with Lyra for more than ten years in the past.

"Thank you, sorry, I was rude just now."

Anthony got up quickly, regained his gentlemanly appearance, picked up the soup on the table, and

swallowed it in one gulp.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter."

Jaqueline smiled slightly.

"Thank you. I'm recovering now, thanks to you. In the future, if the fishing village needs my help, I will

do my best to help."

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Jaqueline was not as reserved with Anthony

as she was at the beginning, and she will not refuse his kindness, so she said,

"It just so happens that my family needs people to farm. If you don't find it hard, come with me."

This was the southernmost location of Mofleunia, and the temperature was hot all year round. Now was

a good time to plant paddy.

Rarely did she take the initiative to ask him to go to work, Anthony immediately responded, "Okay."

He didn't know if Jaqueline looked too much like Lyra, but he can't help but want to cling to her, and he

didn't want to miss the opportunity to get in touch with her.

The two set off with their farming tools, but when Anthony followed Jaqueline to the field, he fell into

deep thought when he saw a large number of fields that needed to be turned over.

"These... you want to turn over them all?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jaqueline chuckled and started working with a hoe, pointing to a shady place in the distance.

"You just recover. Wait for me there, and we will go home after finishing this."

Anthony frowned, quickly picked up the hoe, and worked with her.

Every inch of his skin was exposed under the scorching sun, and sweat ran down his forehead. After a

while, he felt a strong tingling sensation on his hands.

He didn't do farm work very often, and blisters on his hands were inevitable.

Although Jaqueline was a woman, her speed of doing things was not slow at all, and Anthony had

fallen far behind.

Seeing Anthony stop, she said, "Anthony, if you're tired, go home first. It's too hot here."

Anthony shook his head.

When the two were working in the field, time passed quickly, and the field was almost overturned.

Jaqueline took a bowl of mung bean soup to relieve the heat, walked up to him, and fanned him with

her hands, "Take a break. We'll be here today."

Hearing the sound, Anthony also put down the tool in his hand, took the soup in her hand, and

swallowed it in one gulp.

The refreshing mung bean soup was especially refreshing.

Jaqueline pulled out a clean handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped the sweat from his forehead

softly.