After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 943 When will you care about Her plan changed instantly.

Jaqueline screamed, "What are you doing!? Don't chere! If you ccloser, | will call someone to help me!" How could the gangsters care about this? They grabbed her clothes directly.

With the sound of ripping, the white skirt was torn, and their hands covered her skin.

Jaqueline shivered.

Anthony, who heard the voice , ran over in a hurry, angry. "Stop!" The three of them muttered something in the local dialect he didn't understand, and were about to rush over to beat Anthony with clenching fists.

Anthony sneered, then called the bodyguards out and surrounded them.

The three people who were originally arrogant were stunned for an instant.

"Take them away." Anthony looked at Jaqueline who was trembling with fright, and took off his coat to cover her.

As soon as the order was given, the bodyguards will immediately take action.

With tears all over her face, Jaqueline grabbed Anthony's skirt and asked him, "Anthony, what will you do to them?" "Wherever they touch you, I'll chop off their hands and let them fend for themselves." When she heard this, Jaqueline's body trembled.

Anthony asked, "Are you scared? It's okay. | won't let you see it." "Anthony, can you let them go? Just give them a lesson, and don't kill them. | don't want to burden you because of me... My grandma just passed away, so | have to accumulate virtue..." The more Jaqueline spoke, the more pitiful she became, and her voice gradually lowered.

She didn't seem to know what to say, but just kept repeating, "Don't kill them. Just beat them up. Just beat them up." Anthony felt her trembling body, and finally couldn't bear, so he simply followed her advice.

The three were beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces, and were thrown directly on the beach.

Anthony took Jaqueline back to the cabin.

On the way, he said again, "You cwith me. Marriage is marriage. You are you. You saved me. Now you are alone and in danger. | can't just sit idly by." Jaqueline met the sincerity in his eyes, and there was a little more affection in her eyes.

It was very nice of him to say that.

Jaqueline thought, if it weren't for the mission, who would not fall in love with a man like Anthony? Such a look made Jaqueline's heart flutter.

Anthony, however, had mixed feelings.

Jaqueline's eyes looked too much like Lyra's, especially the innocence and softness they revealed. They were more like the Lyra's when he met her at the first time.

Now Lyra already had Malcolm, and her eyes had becresolute, without the original innocence.

Even Mavis had never had this look.

Most of the time, she seemed to be hiding her intentions, as if she had something to say, and every the wanted to ask her, she was as calm as if nothing had happened.

Stopping thinking about it, he said, "I will not tell anyone about the things between you and me. And what happens betweenand Mavis has nothing to do with you from the beginning to the end. If you follow me, you will be safer than here." Speaking of this, Jaqueline hesitated for a while, and then agreed.

Jaqueline had studied psychology at least. She knew how to use her innate advantages to grab people's hearts.

"Anthony, | promise you. You must protect me. There is no one aroundto rely on. The only person | trust now is you." After dealing with the trivial matters here, Anthony flew back to Suham with Jaqueline.

Before boarding the plane, Jaqueline sent a message to her adoptive father. "The fish has been hooked. Start right away now." Anthony noticed and asked what she was doing.

Jaqueline smiled and shook her head.

"I'm saying goodbye to this fishing village. After all, it's the place where | have lived since | was a child. It's somewhat emotional." * During this time, Lyra was not idle.

Malcolm seemed to be particularly carefree recently. After educating Molly, he sent Molly to a winter training camp, while Spencer continued to study Thick Black Theory .

At the stime, Malcolm's "surprise" to Spencer was also revealed.

Compared with Molly's surprise, Spencer liked this gift very much.

Malcolm signed up Spencer for a Mathematical Olympiad competition, which made Spencer's eyes shine when he had no opponent.

Looking at the child's eyes, Lyra always felt that it was the joy of victory, but Spencer was still so young. Lyra thought he should not put the desire to win first. However, of course it was right to win.

But if the desire to win was too strong, it will easily lead to comparisons with others at every turn in the future, and he must win.

Lyra took the tto see Spencer. Spencer in the room was still doing Mathematical Olympiad problems. He was not surprised at the arrival of Lyra.

The first thing he said was, "Mommy, what do you want to tell me?" Lyra laughed out loud. Looking at the formula he listed, she couldn't help feeling that a five-year-old child had such a smart mind.

"How do you know that | cto see you and wanted to tell you something? Could it be that | can't cto see you when nothing happens?" Spencer was clever and said, "Mommy, do you believe this yourself? You are so busy recently that you almost don't have tto eat. How could you be free to visit me?" Lyra felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard this.

Spencer, who usually seemed indifferent to everything, knew that she didn't eat on time.

Thinking of this, Lyra felt that Malcolm was right that a child's growth stage was just so short. If they really missed it, it will never be made up for in a lifetime.

Lyra sighed helplessly. Spencer glanced at her, and continued to do the problems.

"Spencer, you should rest a little." "I know." "Spencer, are you interested in the Mathematical Olympiad competition?" Spencer nodded. "I have never participated in it before. | hope | can meet stronger opponents." "But | have something to tell you." Spencer stopped what he was doing and looked at Lyra seriously.

"Mommy, tell me." "First, don't put too much emphasis on the outcome. There are people who are better than us. Therefore, we must constantly surpass ourselves. This is the most important thing. Second, friendship first, competition second. Don't hurt your friendship because of the victory or loss, but you can't let others bully you. Can you understand?" Spencer nodded. "Mommy, | understand what you said." Hearing this, Lyra suddenly felt a little worried.

Spencer never bothered them.

"As long as you know it. You're a great kid." Spencer heard it and gave a soft "huh".

After Lyra left, he slowly raised the corner of his mouth.

Out of Spencer's room, she just met Malcolm. Lyra was startled and gave him a glare.

"Eavesdrop on us?" "How did you know that | was eavesdropping and not you guys talking too loudly?" Lyra ignored him.

Who knew that Malcolm couldn't be bothered to see the fun. "Rara, you feel less concerned about the kids now?" He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, whispering in her ear with a magnetic and hoarse voice.

"Actually, I'm the one who is left in the cold and is about to be thrown into the basement. When will you care about me? "