After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 473

Melissa sat on the bed. She was going crazy with her long and sharp nails scratching her wrists.

Her wrists where she had been chained before was scratched badly which were bloody and dripping with blood.

And as if she could not feel the pain, her eyes were red with fury.

As if being abnormal, she was repeating the frantic act.

"Melissa, don't."

Keith rushed up to hug her and stop her self-abuse.

Melissa had lost consciousness, desperately tried to break free from his embrace, and suddenly bit on his neck as if giving vent to her anger.

Keith's brow furrowed and he held his breath.

It hurt, but his heart hurt more.

He suffered motionlessly, allowing her to take out all her madness on him.

Lyra, Malcolm and Chad hurried upstairs to see this appalling scene.

Lyra calmly ordered, "Chad, go over to the medical team of White family and ask for a couple of tranquilizers over here. Mel, pull Melissa away and restrain her."

"Yes, Lyra," Chad said as he turned his head and ran outside.

Lyra was with Malcolm, trying to find a way to pull away from the out-of-control Melissa.

"No, don't hurt her ... it's fine just the way it is. I deserve it." Keith endured the sharp pain between his neck and strained to say.

Malcolm stood by the bed. He was helpless to do anything but watch Keith get bitten.

Lyra immediately went to pull Keira up from the floor.

The atmosphere in the room was eerie. All of them was staring at the seemingly warm, but bloody scene on the bed.

Chad moved quickly and brought in a full case of tranquilizers in ten minutes.

As he was about to put the injection in when Keith, who was pale, reached over with a shaking hand, "I'll do it ..."

Chad had to hand it to him.

With gentle but precise movements, he stabbed her arm steadily and pushed the medicine in.

However, after a full injection, Melissa showed no signs of improvement.

Her eyes were still red with hideousness, like a frenzied demon.

Chad could only pass another tranquilizer to Keith.

Two tranquilizers were injected into her body before Melissa gradually loosened her teeth and fell off into Keith's arms.

Keith's eyes looked hurtful as he placed her back on the bed. The bite on his neck left with clear teeth marks and obvious blood marks.

Lyra walked over to check his injuries. Luckily, no tendons were hurt, "Keith, are you okay?"

Keith restrained the painful feeling, "It's okay."

Lyra turned back to Chad, "Go to the medical team of White family. Call in the best psychiatrist and have him stay at here for a few days and take care of Melissa with Keith."

Chad nodded, "Okay."

Just after Chad left, Malcolm went downstairs, brought the medical kit from the locker, and helped Keith clean the wound on his neck with skillful movements.

Keith didn't move but always looked at Melissa.

If he could, he didn't want to medicate and wanted to stay with Melissa in pain.

Lyra coaxed the babies for two hours until both the babies and Sophia were asleep. Then she rubbed her sore neck and went back into the bedroom.

Seeing her slightly tired look, Malcolm put down the laptop, offered to get out of bed and take her into his arms.

After a long day of exertion today, Lyra's body was really a bit tired.

Malcolm sat on the edge of the bed, placed her on his lap and expertly turned her over again so she was on her back. And he was superbly massaging her shoulders and neck with his bony fingers and techniques.

When Rara was pregnant and felt tired from pregnancy, he specially found a master to learn massage,so his techniques were excellent which made her feel comfortable.

Lyra drifted off to sleep under his ministrations.

Seeing that she was almost asleep, Malcolm stopped moving, rolled her back over, and cradled her well into his arms.

He gently whispered to her with his magnetic voice, "Rara, my hands are sore from serving and making you comfortable for so long. Can you make me comfortable too?"

Lyra sleepily burrowed into his arms. She was sleepy and murmured, "Not tonight, I'm so sleepy ... and, a bunch of things unresolved. No mood for that."

Malcolm tightened his eyebrows in grievance, "Rara, we can think about it tomorrow. At least we don't have any problems before. You shouldn't let those affect us."

"That won't work either. I'm tired and don't have the strength."

Malcolm carried her to bed regardless, and firmly pressed her down. His dark eyes looked cunning, "Don't worry. I'll do it. Just lie down. I'll serve you."

Her eyes were closed and she listened to his words in a daze until he woke her up with his action.

"Malcolm, you!"

He kissed her to block all the questions she wanted to ask.

The bedroom smelt sweet and they spent another pleasant night.