Killing Me Softly's

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Lyra was silent with a blank look on her room chair. He could think of nothing but disappointment that could not be changed.

It's midnight and Moeis is in her office.

There are a few possibilities he is thinking about right now. First, if until she gave birth Moeis still save the woman. Divorce is the only option. But if the woman is gone, Lyra will think about her again for the sake of her child's future.

But it's heavy. It's insanity.

His dream to have a normal and happy household was just wishful thinking.

His face was swollen and his voice was hoarse. It was 2pm but there was no sleepiness. Just a meaningless view.

The room lights were turned off and it was dark just the light from the window slit.

While Moeis has finished her work, but hesitates to return to the room. He also felt guilty towards Lyra and could not look into her eyes filled with grief because of him.

But it's late. Inevitably he had to rest so that tomorrow he could wake up early.

Moeis opened the door and saw the darkened room. When turning on the lights. Lyra stood up from the chair and rubbed her face. He walked to the bathroom to wash it off.

"It's late. Why haven't you slept??" ask Moeis.

Lyra heard it. But don't want to answer.

"Do you want something?" ask Moeis again. He thought that Lyra might have a craving and not want to ask for her help.

"No" Lyra briefly headed to her bed and pulled the blanket.

Moeis just stood by to see Lyra change her attitude. This is definitely happening.

After finishing from the bathroom, Moeis finally followed. Because of the size of the king size bed, there is still a lot of space left for you.

He knew that Lyra was not asleep.

"You should know that there is no separation in the Meyers family. Whatever happens between us. It won't change anything"

Lyra opened her eyes slowly.

"How many mistresses are you?"

Moeis moved closer to just behind Lyra's back.

"I didn't save her. But call them when they feel the need" she replied aloud.

Lyra turned around with an annoyed look.

"Need?? What do you need from them?"

"What's the pain? A person is disappointed in something he loves. Do you love me? If not then just treat this as usual, can't you?"

Moeis' words always hurt her. He has no feeling or sympathy.

"You.it's like killing me slowly." said his words with a deep look.

Lyra got up from her sleep getting rid of the blanket. But Moeis held him back.

"It's night!!" hold Moeis.

"I just want to sleep in another room." he said slowly.

"Let me go"

Moeis soon woke up and did not let Lyra go.

His words made Moeis stop and rub her face heavily.

"It's late, sleep.."

"Moe!!!" whining Lyra. He can't take it anymore.

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All the waiters were busy cooking in the morning. Lyra got down and walked to the back building. He saw Ellie sweeping in front of him.

"Mrs, what are you doing here?"

"All the servants were busy and I had to drink the milk of pregnancy but it was over. Can you buy it at the supermarket?" said Lyra.

Ellie looked at him a little longer.

"Ah, yes. Fine, my mistress will be out. Is there any more?"

"Then with some fruit.."

Ellie looked down and understood. He immediately came out after tidying himself up.

But, it's not without Lyra asking Ellie out. Because this is the plan. He wanted to get into Ellie's room and find out something.

Thankfully, the room was not locked.

There are a lot of file cabinets here. What can Lyra look for? He has to hurry because the supermarket is not far away.

After more than 20 minutes of searching without finding anything. Lyra accidentally saw 3 different phones in the drawer and was still on.

Unfortunately, the phone is locked.

But in one of them there are several incoming email notifications.

Transfer the airfare payment to Singapore for the 7th, which means tomorrow morning. Then the official letter of the bill of payment of hospital fees from Singapore. The patient's name is Carrie Wu.

"What??"

Lyra was surprised to close her mouth.

"Why did Ellie take care of that woman? Is this on Moeis' orders?"

Lyra wondered with a racing heart.

He took the time to memorize the screen with his cellphone, before finally getting out of the building and returning to the room.

This morning's breakfast was Lyra's own because Moeis had left for work early. Still he continued to bite his finger remembering what he saw earlier.

The infirmary?

Was the woman so sick that Moeis heavily let go?

That means tomorrow Moeis will leave for Singapore.

Lyra will see what Moeis will say when she leaves.

Right now his feelings are getting less and less.

Seriate...