Chapter 167

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