If five years ago, he hadn't made that wrong decision. Then now, would his wife and son be happily surrounding him? Ronan squinted his eyes, refusing to shift his gaze away for even a moment, as if blinking would make all the beauty before him disappear. Lyra and Matthew approached, with Matthew in a very cheerful mood, greeting proactively, "Good morning, Dad!" Lyra stood by, somewhat awkwardly pursing her lips, saying nothing. After looking at her for a moment, Ronan suddenly, without a word, grabbed Matthew by the back of his collar, lifting his whole small body and throwing him into the back seat. Matthew's short legs kicked in dissatisfaction, and he grumbled loudly, "Dad, how could you just throw me like that? Mia will see, and I'll be embarrassed!" The man gave him a cold glance. Matthew shrank his neck, not daring to speak further. He pressed the car window button, chubby little hands resting on the window sill, revealing his adorable little head. "Mia, bye!" "Goodb
She didn't know whether Ronan truly didn't remember himself, or if he was planning some conspiracy. She couldn't shake off a strong sense of crisis, reminding her to be careful. Five years ago, he had caused her to give birth prematurely by force and then forced her to donate bone marrow during surgery. It all seemed like it happened just yesterday. He chose to risk her life to save Cordelia Locke. Since he had already chosen Cordelia Locke, why did he still appear before her? And what about Matthew... Was he her child? Lyra twisted the faucet open again, lowering her head as she splashed cold water on her face. Behind her, a tall figure stood to the side. Ronan frowned, staring at her back intently, his gaze never wavering. He hadn't expected this woman to be in such demand. There were even people confessing to her! Hmph! Ronan gritted his teeth, thinking bitterly, as Lyra stagge
Continuing from there, she immediately woke up, glaring at him with disgust and questioning, "What are you doing here? Get out!" Ronan couldn't believe his luck and blurted out, "This is a dream." "Do you think I'm a three-year-old who can be easily fooled?" Lyra sat up, her face full of disgust. "No, really, you're dreaming." Ronan struggled one last time. "Before I change my mind, you better leave on your own, otherwise I'll call the police for trespassing!" Lyra's eyes were full of vigilance, not hiding her disgust and disdain. After exchanging stares with her for a while, Ronan dejectedly grabbed his clothes and walked out. He envied Matthew, that little brat had been staying here for several nights. Lyra was indeed drunk, so drunk that she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams. After cursing at Ronan, she fell back asleep. Ronan walked out of Lyra's house extremely frustrated, but his 'member' sho
At these words, the entire class turned their gaze towards them. This beautiful lady is Matthew's mom, and this handsome man with long legs is Matthew's dad. His parents personally come to pick him up from school and even take him out for a movie and dinner. Matthew is so lucky! In the envy-filled eyes of his classmates, Matthew dashed towards Ronan. With swift movements, he pushed aside the little round-headed kid clinging to his dad's leg and then reached up, grabbing his dad's strong arm. "Dad, did you come to pick me up from school?" Matthew's face was full of anticipation, his voice soft and cute. Ronan's dark eyes glanced down at his son, about to lift him as usual. Lyra immediately placed her hand on Ronan's arm, intervening, "Wait!" Having been a teacher for so long, she could somewhat understand children's psychology. She could tell that these kids were all looking at Matthew with envy.
But she had already promised Matthew and couldn't back out now. "Mia, hurry up and get in the car." Matthew waved his chubby little hand towards her, calling out loudly for her to hurry over. "Coming." Lyra gritted her teeth and reluctantly got into the car. Ronan satisfactorily closed the rear doors and went to the front to drive. They went to a Haidilao hotpot restaurant and had a wonderful time eating. It wasn't until Matthew's belly was round and full, and Lyra stopped him, that he reluctantly put down his chopsticks. Haidilao was just too delicious, no wonder his classmates praised it! After finishing at Haidilao, they went directly to the movie theater on the fifth floor of the mall. Although Matthew felt his dad was a bit of a hindrance, like a third wheel. But thinking that this was his dad's first time taking him to the movies, he felt happy. "Dad, I want popcorn!" Matthew pointed at the
Ronan looked at Lyra meaningfully, curling his lips with a hint of suggestion as he said, "Have you ever heard the saying, 'Anything is possible'?" "I've only heard 'What's done is done.'" Lyra turned her face away, looking out the window, refusing to look at him anymore. Neither of them spoke again until the car reached the residential area where Lyra lived. Reluctantly, Lyra let go of Matthew and then got out of the car. Ronan turned his head to see his son lying on the back seat, his little head resting on a pillow, mouth slightly open, drooling as he slept. He took off his coat and covered his son with it. Matthew seemed to be surrounded by the cold breath of a man in his dream, his eyebrows furrowing tightly. "Mia..." Matthew murmured. He was dreaming, dreaming that Mia was holding his hand, playing on the grass. They played with building blocks, played with sand, ran hand in hand, very happy. Matth
"What are you going to do now?" Damien Cross asked curiously. Ronan remained silent, not speaking, his slender fingers lightly shaking the glass in his hand. His expression was unreadable, and Damien Cross couldn't tell what he was thinking. "The events of five years ago were indeed your fault," Damien Cross sighed. "I saw Cordelia Locke a few days ago..." "Don't mention her to me!" Ronan frowned fiercely, his face full of unspoken disgust and dislike. He had once considered Cordelia Locke the most important person. He even forced Lyra to donate bone marrow to save her. It resulted in Lyra faking her death and fleeing. But just because he was temporarily ousted from ZenithVentures, Cordelia Locke quickly followed Dorian Ashford. Later, he regained control of ZenithVentures through his efforts, and Cordelia Locke shamelessly came back to reconcile with him. Even though Cordelia Locke had saved his life be
"Mia!" Matthew shouted excitedly as he spread his two short legs, wanting to run towards Lyra. However, Ronan's iron-like hand firmly gripped him, and Matthew had to deflate, saying, "Mia, can you come out?" Only then did Ronan satisfactorily release his hand. Dad was sneaky! "Matthew, you're here," Lyra smiled as she walked over. Seeing Ronan there too, she couldn't help but furrow her brows lightly, choosing to ignore him. "Mia, I miss you so much. Now we can see each other every day!" Matthew said happily. Thinking about being able to see the little guy every day, Lyra was also very happy and said with a smile, "That's wonderful!" Being ignored, Ronan coughed lightly and said with a hooked lip, "I have work to do, and we've just moved to B City. There's no one at home to take care of Matthew. I'd like to ask Teacher Mia if you could help take care of my son for a few days?" Lyra hesitated for a moment. Did th