The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 858 Strange Mode Of Getting Along



Chapter 858 Strange Mode Of Getting Along

Chapter 858 Strange mode of getting along

Although she was doubtful, Mavis didn't ask anything.

Zack stepped forward at the right time and called him respectfully, "Mr. Callahan."

"Well, go back."

After saying this, Anthony brushed Mavis' shoulder directly and got on the helicopter.

Through the window of the helicopter, Anthony looked at the people standing on the ground.

Jaqueline happened to be waving to him before turning back towards the fishing village.

The moment she turned around, the reluctance on Jaqueline's face turned into indifference.

This departure was by no means the end. She believed that Anthony will come to her again.

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Mavis looked at the girl's petite figure in the distance, with mixed feelings in her heart.

It didn't matter. When they went back, these were not important.

After taking a few deep breaths, Mavis also boarded the helicopter, deliberately ignoring the discomfort

in her heart.

The helicopter started, and there was a loud roar, and two doctors circled around Anthony, carefully

examining him.

In order to ensure Anthony's health, Zack almost moved all the medical equipment that could be moved

to the helicopter, just to give Anthony the most comprehensive examination.

After the inspection was completed, Mavis followed and asked with concern, "Are you hungry? Would

you like something to eat?"

She brought a tray full of fruit and held her hands up to Anthony, waiting for him to choose the fruit he

liked.

Anthony shook his head in refusal.

Not hungry. And he didn't want to eat.

Mavis stared at his handsome face, puzzled. Before coming to Mofleunia, he took the initiative to invite

her on a date.

Half a month after the accident, his attitude seemed to have returned to the indifference he had when

he married her, and even a somewhat complicated and deliberate alienation.

"You... have you encountered any troubles these days?"

"Or, do you blame me for sneaking to Mofleunia to find you without telling you in advance?"

" Anthony..."

Anthony sighed inaudibly, furrowing, and interrupted her, "It's dangerous here. You shouldn't be there

for me. Besides the trivial matters of the company, I have to worry about your safety."

Mavis turned pale.

She didn't know how to fight, which seemed to be a drag to Anthony.

"I'm sorry. I just..."

Anthony got up and walked to another cabin, "Be quiet for a while. I want to rest."

Mavis looked at his tall back, holding the fruit, and froze in place.

Even the other subordinates could feel that Anthony seemed to be unhappy. Anthony was often

uncertain, and no one dared to step forward. They all lowered their sense of presence and stood

silently on the sidelines.

Mavis quickly calmed down, put down the fruit, and followed into another cabin.

She stopped talking, and sat quietly opposite Anthony, only watching him rest from a distance, and

staying where he needed at any time.

*

The next day, the helicopter finally landed in Crana.

Zack immediately took Anthony to the hospital for a more comprehensive examination.

The inspection on the helicopter can only find that there were no critical lesions in his body, and now he

needed to check for complete peace of mind.

The hospital they went to was owned by the Lloyd's Corp, but the hospital where Micah Lloyd was

working had the most authoritative doctors and experts, and they could guarantee the most

authoritative results.

In the hospital, Mavis ran back and forth, doing everything herself.

She was holding the test sheet in her hand. Her sweat was dripping from her forehead, and she was

running out of breath.

Originally, Zack could do these things, but because Anthony called him to the ward for a meeting,

Mavis could only do all the work.

In the ward, Anthony was half leaning on the head of the bed with a serious face.

"For this matter, they didn't find a bargain over there. Send someone to negotiate again. I think Danny

will know how to restrain himself and we'll find a way to rescue the remaining hostages as soon as

possible."

Zack nodded, "Understood."

In a morning, all the test results came out. Anthony's body was fine, and the gunshot wound on his leg

was also recovering well.

Although he became thin, there was no lack of any nutrients, only a little calcium deficiency.

Thanks to Jaqueline's careful care these days and the blessing of saving his life, Anthony naturally

credited Jaqueline.

After taking a nap in a daze, Anthony slowly opened his eyes. With a slight movement, he felt someone

pressing the quilt beside him.

He turned his head and saw that Mavis was asleep on his bedside.

Although she was resting, her face was full of exhaustion, as if she hadn't had a good rest for many

days.

Anthony stared at her with a complicated expression, stretched out his slender fingertips, and curled

her long hair that had fallen on the quilt around his fingers.

Nearly half a year had passed since the one-year marriage agreement...

Sensing the movement of the people on the bed, Mavis, who was already a light sleeper, woke up.

As soon as she looked up, she met Anthony's gaze.

She blinked confusedly, unable to understand what Anthony's look meant just now, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay. It's time to go home."

Anthony calmly withdrew the fingers entangled with Mavis' hair, got out of the bed from the other side

of the bed, straightened the cuffs of his shirt, and put on his suit jacket.

After tidying himself up, he left the ward first, and soon fell a distance behind Mavis.

Mavis rubbed her eyes and hurried to follow.

They returned late to the Callahan Residence, where the family was resting and Mavis thought about

cooking him a supplement soup.

But when she finished cooking, she found that the person who should have been in the bedroom had

disappeared.

Exiting the room, Mavis heard a sound from the guest room and knocked on the door.

Generally, no one slept in the guest rooms.

After a long time, no one responded.

Mavis thought there was no one inside, and was about to leave when she heard a familiar voice again.

"I've been sleeping alone recently, and I'm not used to two people. From now on, you're in the

bedroom, and I'm here."

Anthony's cold voice discouraged Mavis much.

How could this be?

Before... didn't he say that he wanted to sleep together?

So suddenly? What the hell happened?

However, thinking of his injury experience during this period, Mavis expressed her understanding of his

behavior, and said, "I cooked chicken soup for you. Do you want to have it before going to bed?"

"No, I'm tired and want to rest."

Mavis looked down at the bowl in her hand, sighed, and left.

Seven in the morning.

Mavis got up to have breakfast, and the servants were cleaning up.

Seeing four breakfasts prepared on the table, she walked over and asked, "Is Anthony up yet?"

The servant looked at her curiously, and said, "Madam, Mr. Callahan has already left, around six

o'clock."

So early?

When Mavis didn't go to work during this period, she had been paying attention to the company's

trends, and there had been no important morning meetings recently.

At this time, Rebecca came out of the room, wearing a light sportswear, ready to go for a morning run.

Seeing that Mavis' complexion was not very good, and thinking of Anthony's early departure in the

morning, she was quick-witted, and immediately guessed something, and asked, "Why is your

complexion so wrong? Did Anthony bully you?"

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding, Mavis forced a smile, picked up the bread on the

table and took a bite, "It's nothing."

"Just recently, the company has too many things waiting for him to deal with. I'm afraid he will be busy

in the future."

She concealed her embarrassment without a trace.

If Anthony was willing to quarrel with her, it would be fine. But now he had been avoiding her, making

her a little confused about Anthony's thoughts.


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