After divorce I am a billionaire

Peeling durian by hands? Anthony was startled.

The durian was full of spikes, and it was almost impossible to peel it off by hands without the help of tools.

There was no smile on Molly's face. She originally thought that her brother would just bully her godfather a little.

Who would have known that her brother made such a ruthless request.

She weakly tugged at Spencer's sleeve, "Spencer, durian is difficult to peel, right? If he peels it with his hands, it will bleed a lot, right?" Spencer frowned. A hint of irritability flashed on his little face, "If you can't fulfill my request, you can leave immediately, and don't botheragain in the future.” "No, since | promised you, | will definitely finish it." A warm smile appeared on Anthony's face.

Spencer glanced at the gentle smile on his face, snorted, had his little hands crossed, and turned his head to look out the window, "Then peel it off." Anthony took the durian out of the bag and observed it for a while, wondering where to start.

Spencer, who had an inhuman expression, had a hard-hearted look.

He shook his head and laughed. Spencer was so much like Malcolm.

At such a young age, he can cup with such ruthless tricks.

If Molly was like a glutinous rice ball filled with bean paste, then Spencer was a whole bowl of black sespaste.

It was ss expected of a Malcolm's gene.

He sighed inwardly and began to try to peel the durian.

There were too many thorns, the durian shell was hard, and the strength of the fingers had no place to exert.

Molly watched nervously and helped him observe the durian.

"Is it difficult to peel? Or forget it. | don't want to eat durian. | will think of another way next tto make Spencer forgive you." Spencer frowned on the bed, "Molly, don't think that if your voice is too small, | won't be able to hear you. He promisedthe three requests he agreed to. As a man, if he can't do it, then you don't follow him in the future. He is not worthy of being your godfather.” "Well... but my godfather can’t seem to open the durian..." As she just finished the words.

Click - Anthony raised his hand, struck quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly, and slashed directly at the durian shell with his bare hand.

Long-term pain was better than short-term one. Anyway, if there was no blood in this hand today, he was afraid it will not work.

After observing the durian, Anthony quickly cup with the fastest and most effective method.

Out of Security Agency training camp, his judgment and sharpness still worked.

The sound caught the attention of the two kids, and Spencer leaned over to look.

Molly exclaimed, "Wow! It's really open! You're so good! The durian meat smells so smelly, but the more smelly it is, the better it is!" She was so greedy that her eyes lit up when she stared at the durian.

Spencer's face was blank and he didn't speak.

He didn't expect this to be easy for him.

He failed.

Molly, who just exclaimed , quickly realized that something was wrong with Anthony.

"Your face seems to be pale, and your hand is shaking..." She grabbed Anthony's wrist just splitting the durian and looked at it.

Anthony's hand was covered in blood. His fingers cramped slightly and uncontrollably, and even the veins in his arms bulged.

"There's a lot of blood. Do you hurt? | help you blow the pain away." She was blowing frantically at Anthony's wound.

Molly felt sorry for him. Anthony was content, with a smile on his face. Then he said in a gentle voice, "lI am fine. As long as | can fulfill Spencer's requests, this little injury is not a big deal." Spencer didn't speak but kept his eyes on his bleeding wound.

It was easy for him to merely say it. Because of the virus, when he didn't bleed and vomit blood, his body will feel painful from tto time.

Anthony's hand was bloody from the spikes, and it must have been a hundred times more painful than his pain before.

Adults were just not honest at all.

He made no secret of saying, "Because of you, | have been taking injections and taking medicine all these years, and it will be very painful when | am sick. Today, | also make you suffer a lot, and | feel much more comfortable.” Anthony smiled lightly, "As long as you're happy." Enduring the injury on his hand, Anthony split the durian in two. In order to prevent the blood from getting on the durian flesh, he took out a plate and disposable gloves from the drawer of the bedside table and put it on.

Then he pelt the durian flesh piece by piece and put them on a plate.

During the whole process, he was still so calm, unbelievably elegant, and those blue eyes were as calm as water.

"Eating too much durian is bad your stomach. You are still young, so don't be too greedy. If you can't finish it, put it in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow." Anthony's disposable gloves were full of blood. Molly smelled the blood, and was panicked.

"Should you deal with the injury first? Will you die? It looks terrified. | am so scared..." Her face was a little pale, and her small facial features were wrinkled. She was really scared.

Spencer: "It's my first request. After you've completed it, go to the doctor to deal with the wound, lest Molly be frightened and faint here." Anthony quickly noticed this problem, "Then you eat durian first, and I'll go out.” As soon as he left, Molly was fearful.

While being out of her mind, she went to get the durian on the plate, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed.

Spencer didn't eat a single piece of durian, and glanced at her, "Why don't | think you're not so scared? Anthony is bleeding, but you still eat the durian?” Molly's eyes were watery, looking so aggrieved.

"Anthony's hand is bleeding, and the durian flesh is switched by it. If | don't eat more, his injury will be in vain. | am using durian flesh to | feel sorry for him!" Spencer felt a little annoyed at the thought of having to forgive Anthony at the thought of having two more requests.

He naturally took his anger to Molly, who was clinging to Anthony every day .

"I don't need you to accompanyhere. You can go with Anthony. His hand is so injured. Shouldn't you stay by his side more, comfort him more?" "Ugh..." Molly chewed the delicious durian in her mouth, and wept and sniffled.

"I want to be with him, but he also wants to spend more twith you." "His hand hurts a lot. He must also be in pain when you're sick. You're only a five-year-old kid, and you have to endure so much.

| feel sorry for that." "Wow, it's delicious... No!! It's so tangled!" Spencer showed no expression, and directly exposed her, "You are reluctant to give up the durian, right?" "No!" Molly shook her head resolutely, and put the half durian in her hand directly into her mouth, with a very embarrassed expression all over her face.

Spencer stared at her lazily, "You can leave with two pieces of durian flesh and go to your Anthony. If you insist on staying in the ward and bothering me, | will put away the durian and give you none of them to eat.” "Ugh... well, I won't bother you anymore." Molly picked out the two largest durian flesh and trotted out of the ward.

Anthony was in the stairs.

As soon as she left, Spencer tilted his head and glanced at the door. After confirming that the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, he moved to the bedside and stretched out his hand to get the durian flesh on the plate.

He opened his mouth.

Um! It was so tasty!