Dorian Ashford burst into laughter and withdrew his hand from Cordelia Locke's skirt."Cousin, you must be very upset, right? After all, Cordelia used to be the woman you loved the most. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, she has quite a variety of skills in bed!"Cordelia Locke wore an expression of disbelief, her mind buzzing, unable to understand why Dorian Ashford would say such things.Ronan coldly stated, "We are still in a board meeting. Irrelevant individuals, please leave, or I will have security escort you out!"Irrelevant individuals?Cordelia Locke's body swayed.How did she and Ronan become irrelevant?Didn't he like her a lot?Didn't he sacrifice Lyra's life for her?Right, he must be angry because of Lyra!Thinking this way, Cordelia Locke's face revealed a somewhat unbearable sadness."Ronan, are you angry with me because of Lyra?" she asked."Shut up!" Ronan's eyes filled with deep sarcasm, his face contorted with a grimace. He clenched his teeth, saying, "You, a w
Torin's long-standing worry finally became a reality.Lyra had fallen into depression.Perhaps she hadn't even realized it herself, but whenever she stood on the balcony, there was an irresistible urge to jump.Torin knew the loss of the baby had hit her hard, making it difficult for her to move on.Torin had Garrick Monroe provide psychological therapy for her, and Garrick Monroe was quite speechless."I'm a surgeon, okay? Why do you come to me for everything?""Then find a psychologist; I'm afraid Lyra might consider drastic measures!" Torin said impatiently."I'm fed up with you! However mental illnesses are challenging to treat. Unless she realizes it herself, no one can help," Garrick Monroe shook his head repeatedly.Soon, Garrick Monroe brought a psychologist, leaving Lyra feeling overwhelmed.She could sense that something might be wrong with her psychologically.Lyra was unwilling to share her heart easily and had closed herself off.She gracefully conversed with the psycholo
Lyra's hands, resting on her lap, gradually clenched into fists.The overwhelming sense of humiliation engulfed her like a tidal wave.She desperately wanted to ask the noble queen what she took her for.Even if she loved Torin, she wouldn't stoop to being someone's mistress, a hidden third party.Taking a deep breath, Lyra's gaze slowly fell on Victoria Reynolds' face, somewhat resembling Torin's.Lyra smirked coldly, speaking each word deliberately, "I appreciate your concern, but I don't need it."Victoria Reynolds sarcastically curved her lips, eyes filled with disdain.Over the years, countless socialite ladies had tried to seduce Torin.Were these women not all lured by the glory and power of the royal family?In the constitutional monarchy of S, the royal family held an immensely prestigious position with real power.In the end, wasn't Lyra just like those women?She despised the identity of a mistress. Did she also harbor ambitions for the queen's position?Humph! With what qu
Lyra's hair was disheveled, her attire disarrayed, and her face was pale as if she could collapse at any moment.She lowered her gaze, concealing her emotions.In this moment, she chose to stand tall with stubbornness.Victoria Reynolds already looked down on her, and she couldn't afford to show any trace of weakness.Lyra, staggering, was pushed out of the small room.Victoria Reynolds held the medical report, and upon seeing the words "No diseases, noticeable surgical marks on the uterus, history of pregnancy," a contemptuous sneer appeared on her lips.She had guessed earlier that Lyra was not someone meek and mild.With her fading beauty, she dared to try to seduce the Crown Prince of S Country.It was simply wishful thinking!Waving the medical report in her hand, Victoria Reynolds mocked, "Miss Lyra, I advise you to recognize your identity and leave Torin. Greedy people never end well!"Lyra clenched her lips firmly.Yes, she had been married and had a child.However, she never
Lyra sat by the window, holding a sketchbook filled with chaotic drawings.Her hand with the brush remained still as her eyes stared blankly at the sky outside.Suddenly, a strong gust of wind rattled the windows and doors.Lyra stood up to close the window.Turning around, she noticed Torin standing at the doorway, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.Torin saw her by the window, and his heart skipped a beat, a hint of anxiety creeping in.Was her depression not improving?Seeing him, Lyra's hand holding the brush trembled, leaving an abrupt mark on the paper.She saw the anxiety in Torin's eyes.She was not entirely calm yet; at the sight of Torin, his face reminiscent of Victoria Reynolds, memories of the previous humiliation involuntarily surfaced.Even though she knew it wasn't his fault, she still didn't want to see him right now.The suppressed grievances and vulnerability, forcefully held back, burst out uncontrollably the moment she saw him.She lowered her gaze slightly, eyes
Torin stood by the railing, gazing into the twinkling lights of the city. A breeze brushed against his handsome and gentle face, giving him an aura of sorrow. Lyra involuntarily walked up to him. Torin reached out and gently took her hand, remaining silent for a long time before deciding to tell her a story. "Lyra, did you know? I have a younger brother," he said softly. "Every year on this day is the most painful for me because it's the anniversary of my brother's death." Lyra looked at him in disbelief. With a sorrowful expression on his face, Torin suppressed his voice, as if afraid that the sorrow brewing inside him might overflow. Torin's father, the current monarch of S country, married Victoria Reynolds, a woman who could help him consolidate his power. They had a pair of twins, Torin and Ethan Graves. Victoria Reynolds, a ruthless woman, abandoned her children as soon as they were born because she knew that having these two children secured her position and status.
They had a chance to be together before, but love hadn't had the chance to bloom, and she was forcibly taken away by Ronan.She shook her head.Hadn't they agreed to forget the past?Why did she still think of that man?After her "death," Ronan would surely be happy because her bone marrow saved Cordelia Locke, finally allowing him to be with his beloved.The only heartache was for her seven-month-old baby who hadn't even had a chance to see the world...From Lyra's eyes, Torin seemed to understand what she was thinking.He suddenly tightened his grip on her hand, pulling her forcibly from her memories."Lyra, do you like me too?"Lyra paused, as if realizing something. She tilted her head up, looking at his gentle face, and whispered, "Yes.""Lyra, I'm so happy! I'm really happy!" Torin hugged her tightly."Lyra, promise me, will you be my girlfriend?"Lyra nodded gently.He lifted her petite body entirely and spun her around in place.Torin was convinced that their future would be h
The desire to survive made Lyra calm down completely."Who sent you?" she shouted, trying to distract the attention of the thug."Hmph! You're about to die, why ask so many questions?" the thug replied viciously."What did that person offer you? I can give you more money!" she tried to negotiate.The thug sneered, "Just you? You'll never earn that much money in your whole life!"Seeing an opportunity, Lyra grabbed the thug's hand and bit down hard, then stood up and ran as fast as she could.The thug tried to grab her from behind, but in her struggle, Lyra grabbed a vase from the staircase landing and without hesitation smashed it over the thug's head!"You stinking woman!"The thug's head was bleeding from the impact, and he slapped Lyra to the ground.Lyra was dazed from the blow, feeling dizzy and unable to get up.No, she couldn't die here!She struggled to stand up, staggering forward, but the thug grabbed her from behind and dragged her onto the balcony.Lyra's heart skipped a b
“Mia, do you want to go camping with us?” Matthew looked at her expectantly.Lyra pursed her lips, unable to refuse him."Sure, I'll go with you," she agreed."Great, we can go camping!" Matthew cheered.Matthew was ecstatic, lying on Lyra's chest and refusing to get up.His little head kept rubbing against her, and his innocent and cute voice said, "Mia, I haven't taken a bath today..."Lyra's heart melted as she carried Matthew to the bathroom, helped him bathe, and even used cotton swabs and a nail file to clean his ears.Matthew comfortably lay on Lyra's lap, chubby hands poking at her soft chest, enjoying her help in cleaning his ears.Having a wife is nice!Unlike Dad, who doesn't have a wife and wears a constipated expression every day.Seeing his adorable face, Lyra couldn't help but kiss his cheek.The little guy blushed."Matthew, do you like your dad?" Lyra asked tentatively.She and Ronan were not possible anymore. In the future, she would have to fight for Matthew's custo
Today he has already taken her several times, and if he takes her again, he's afraid her body won't be able to handle it.Adjusting his breath, Ronan leaned against Lyra's ear, still panting slightly."The account for today's deeds is temporarily unpaid, but I'll collect it from you later."His cool lips left a mark, capturing her sweet scent, and his large hand uncontrollably climbed under the covers.This woman had a kind of irresistible charm.Even her breathing seemed to tempt him, turning him into a beast, always wanting to take action against her, completely out of control.Ronan had never experienced anything like this with any woman before.As the CEO of Zenith Ventures, Ronan was never short of women around him; to say beautiful women were abundant would be an understatement.Celebrities, aristocratic ladies, ladies from noble families...But none of them, like Lyra, could provoke his desires so easily.Five years ago, he knew that her body was made for him, perfectly fitting
He forcefully shut off the shower, while Lyra reached out to turn it back on.Ronan firmly grasped her hand, his anger on the brink of eruption, each word squeezed out through his teeth, "Lyra, you better not provoke me again!"Lyra slowly turned her head, glancing at Ronan.She stood there, motionless, like a statue, her eyes empty.After a while, Lyra blankly looked up and noticed that there was no more water coming out of the shower.She reached out, wanting to turn it back on.Ronan's voice was as cold as his expression, "If you don't stop, I'll immediately send the video to your lover!"At his words, Lyra's whole body tensed, halting her attempt to turn the switch."Come here!" Ronan ordered coldly.Lyra's body felt heavy as if it were filled with lead, she forced herself to walk towards Ronan.One step, two steps... she almost exhausted all her strength, finally reaching him."Think I'm dirty? Huh?" Ronan pinched her chin, his eyes wild.In the past five years, he hadn't touched
"If you don't comply..." Ronan's voice trailed off, deliberately leaving the threat unsaid, his intentions clear.Lyra's lips quivered fiercely in response.Ronan was satisfied with her reaction and spoke with a smirk, "It's no big deal to show him, anyway. You're my wife, we've rolled in the sheets countless times, he knows it all.""I promise you," Lyra gritted her teeth, "I promise you, but you can't let him see the video."Suddenly, Ronan felt as if something had lodged in his chest. Lyra cared about Torin so much!Despite having the upper hand, Ronan felt utterly shattered."Since you've promised, show me your sincerity, this time it's your initiative," Ronan's voice echoed seductively in her ears.Lyra's chest trembled as she looked at him incredulously.This beastly man, she wished she could just stab him to death!But she also knew she couldn't fight this man right now.He held her weakness in his hands.Lyra mockingly tugged at her lip, slowly moving her body.Her legs ached
She reached for the bedside table lamp, but her wrist was easily caught by him. He sneered, "Do you think I'll give you a chance to smash my head?" "Get out! Get out!" Lyra's eyes turned red as if she had gone mad. But her strength couldn't match Ronan's. He was like a spider in a web, trapping Lyra tightly, leaving her with no chance of escape. For the first time, Lyra felt the immense disparity in strength between a man and a woman. She was no match for Ronan at all. Gasping for air heavily, Lyra struggled to sit up again, but Ronan forcefully pressed her back down. Lyra's body was being torn apart incessantly, and she almost thought she would be tortured to death. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. After what seemed like an eternity, the brutal abuse finally ceased. Ronan lay atop her, his breath thick and heavy. Lyra lay there like a lifeless puppet, her eyes hollow with despair, tears lingering at the corners. Her body was covered in red marks, bearing the tr
!Lyra was stunned by his shameless words and promptly turned away, ignoring him. Ronan's cheek became thicker and thicker, and he seemed to have no shame. Even though Lyra ignored him, he didn't get angry, continuing to gaze at her. Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Lyra suddenly saw Matthew sitting up, rubbing his eyes, and jumping off the bed. Lyra quickly asked, "Matthew, what's wrong?" Still half-asleep, Matthew's tender voice murmured, "I need to pee." "I'll take you." Lyra, not knowing how to avoid Ronan, offered. With his eyes closed, Matthew replied with a sleepy "mm." Just as Lyra was about to take him to the bathroom, Ronan suddenly picked up their son, his deep, melodious voice saying, "I'll take him." As the father and son left, Lyra suddenly felt it was a perfect opportunity and quietly left the children's room, heading to her guest room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lyra felt extremely nervous, feeling that Ronan had malicious intentions. But now that s
Lyra turned her head and found Matthew already running into room 2016, her brow furrowed, and she hurriedly followed.In the room, Matthew climbed onto the bed, continuously pushing Ronan with his hands, shouting anxiously, "Daddy! Daddy!"Ronan lay on the bed dressed neatly, luckily they arrived in time; it seemed that Cordelia Locke hadn't succeeded.Matthew's pushing and shouting didn't elicit any response from Ronan, and he became increasingly worried, his little face scrunching up, on the verge of tears, as he cried out, "Mommy, mommy! Has daddy gone away?"Matthew's crying tugged at Lyra's heartstrings, her own heart pounding hard in her chest.Had Ronan...?She forced herself to calm down, walking over to Ronan's side and placing her hand gently on his attractive, steady nose.Thankfully!He was still breathing!It seemed he was just knocked unconscious.Lyra quickly took out her phone and dialed 911, simultaneously calling the hotel's room service to send someone over immediat
Even though Ronan was dressed neatly and lay quietly like a wooden man without giving any response, resembling a sleeping beauty.Cordelia Locke still couldn't resist his charm and excitedly straddled him, involuntarily moaning."Mmm... Ronan... so good..."Suddenly, someone outside the door started frantically ringing the doorbell.Cordelia Locke, who was immersed in excitement, was interrupted by the sudden ringing, making her very unhappy.Originally, she didn't want to pay attention and pretended there was no one in the room.But then she considered that if it was a room service attendant who saw no one inside, they might just swipe their card to enter.So she decided to send away the person outside first, and then come back to enjoy Ronan's body.The person outside suddenly changed tactics and began pounding on the door with their hands.Startled by the unexpected noise, Cordelia Locke hugged the towel around her and cautiously walked to the door, peering outside through the peep
Finally, the car arrived at the Grandeur Gala Hub clubhouse after twenty minutes. Lyra and Matthew approached the entrance but were stopped by a doorman. "I'm sorry, this is an exclusive private club. Only members are allowed inside," the doorman said, blocking their way. Lyra hurriedly explained, "We're here to find someone." "Even if you're looking for someone, you can't come in. Why don't you call your friend and have them come out to meet you?" the doorman refused to let them in. "What's a member?" Matthew asked, his little brows furrowing. The doorman glanced at him. Although he was just a child, his demeanor and attire were extraordinary, so the doorman politely replied: "A member is a VIP member who needs to pay an annual fee of one million." Lyra gasped, calculating the balance in her bank account. But no matter how she calculated, it was not enough. She hesitated, remembering that Torin had given her a card before, but she had never used it. Should she take it out n