Matthew felt like the sky was about to collapse.
The rival was so tall and handsome, and he was still young, definitely not comparable.
What should he do?
Right!
The enemy of his enemy is his friend, so he just needed to bring his dad into the picture!
Matthew naively said, "But I think Uncle isn't good. Compared to Uncle, isn't my dad taller and more handsome?"
Lyra lowered her head to wipe him dry with a towel, remaining silent.
Seeing this, Matthew continued, "If you don't like either of them, you can choose me! I'm young, so I'll live for a long time! Do you like me?"
Lyra couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek and smiled, "Of course, I like you!"
"Is it like that?" the little guy continued to ask.
"Yes, it's the most like!"
With the promise, Matthew was overjoyed!
As for the tall and handsome rival outside, he didn't care much anymore.
After bathing, and lying in bed, Lyra t
The next day, Matthew woke up and nervously realized that Lyra was missing. He hurriedly got out of bed, his chubby feet hitting the floor as he searched everywhere. When he saw Lyra making breakfast in the kitchen, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Mia!" he called out in a soft and cute voice. Lyra wiped her hands, "Hurry up and get dressed, wash up, and come eat breakfast." "Oh!" Matthew turned his head and saw the rival in the kitchen. Oh no! Was this rival a fox spirit? Why was he always hanging around Mia? Matthew ate breakfast unhappily, constantly fidgeting around Lyra. Sometimes he wanted milk, sometimes he wanted eggs. He deliberately showed intimacy in front of the rival. Lyra fulfilled his every request. Matthew secretly glanced at the rival, feeling like he had outsmarted this fox spirit. After breakfast, when Lyra went to tidy up the kitchen, the atmosphere in th
Matthew was pale with fear, his hands tightly clutching Torin's neck, unable to recover for a while. After a long time, he looked up and saw a pair of extremely anxious eyes. Originally, Matthew wanted to act tough and say it was nothing, but seeing Torin so nervous and worried, he swallowed hard, "I'm fine... It doesn't hurt at all." "It's good that you're okay, you scared me to death!" Torin didn't hide his panic and fear. At the moment when Matthew landed, he was almost scared out of his wits. He couldn't imagine how heartbroken Lyra would be if Matthew got hurt. And how could he explain to Lyra? "Matthew! Matthew!" Lyra pushed aside the staff blocking her and ran over with a choked voice. As soon as she saw Matthew, she hugged him tightly. "Mia, I'm fine, don't cry." Matthew recovered and saw Lyra's pale face, holding him tightly and crying nervously. "Uncle Torin, we have professiona
Torin walked downstairs, where his patiently waiting driver and attendant politely opened the car door. The gentle expression on Torin's face completely disappeared, replaced by a noble and composed demeanor. It made people unable to help but feel respect and closeness. "Your Excellency, today's incident was too dangerous," the attendant said. "It's a critical time for your presidential campaign, Your Excellency must remain vigilant at all times and cannot afford to make any mistakes." Torin replied lightly, "I am prudent." After Torin's car left, a black car parked in a secluded spot flashed with infrared light. A man cautiously looked at the photos in the camera, fantastic, he didn't expect to dig up such explosive news! The next day, a headline in a newspaper in S country read: "Explosive Revelation! Royal heir, the presidential candidate already has an illegitimate child!" The photo in the news captured a scene at t
At noon, everyone went out for lunch. Lyra brought two heart-shaped lunch boxes and ate with Matthew in the office. After finishing their meal, Matthew took out colored paper and a pair of children's scissors from his small backpack, almost covering the entire table. The little boy was completely focused on cutting something on the table, looking very absorbed. "Matthew, what are you doing?" Lyra asked curiously. "I want to give you a gift," Matthew said proudly. "Today, the teacher taught us paper cutting, and I want to cut a cute little bunny like Mia." "I'm looking forward to it! I'll go wash the lunch boxes first, you stay here and play nicely," Lyra said as she took the lunch boxes out to wash. A moment later, she returned, and Matthew ran over happily to pull her over, then handed her a paper-cut rabbit. "Do you like it? This is the little rabbit I cut for you with my own hands, as a gift," Matthew said. L
Lyra stood there, dejected. Thinking about all the terrible things Ronan had done to her in the past. He had hurt her over and over again. During the first two years of their marriage, he had indulged in debauchery with other women, and then forced her to stay. When she gave birth prematurely, he forcibly extracted her bone marrow from the operating table and used it to save Cordelia Locke. He only saw her as a tool to be used, ready to sacrifice her life for other women at any moment. Thinking about this, Lyra's body began to tremble violently. Ronan could tell from her expression what she was thinking. He said with a guilty tone, "Lyra, do you still hate me? I was wrong back then, and I regret it deeply. I shouldn't have forced you to donate bone marrow, almost killing you." His voice lowered, filled with deep fear and self-blame. "But look at Matthew, he's still so young. Can you bear to let him think
Lyra dragged her heavy steps back to the office. Matthew's colored paper and children's scissors were still on the desk, along with the little rabbit he gave her. During the afternoon class, Lyra was constantly distracted. After enduring until the end of the day, she went to the supermarket to buy things but forgot to pay, almost being mistaken for a thief. She quickly paid and explained for a long time, and the security guard let her go without calling the police. Back at home, Matthew's toys were still scattered everywhere. Lyra tidied up the toys and made dinner. Sitting at the table, she couldn't muster up an appetite and put down her chopsticks after only a few bites. She hurriedly cleaned up the dishes and climbed into bed, but couldn't feel sleepy at all. Lyra picked up her phone, almost calling Matthew. She wanted to ask him if he wanted Daddy or Mommy. The phone vibrated, but it was just
Later, he defeated Dorian Ashford by surprise attack, regained the position of President of Zenith Ventures. Cordelia Locke ran back to find him again, saying she was deceived by Dorian Ashford. She's shameless! How could he have been so blind as to lose Lyra for her? Since Cordelia Locke is so shameless, he might as well find her to vent his anger. Ronan's large hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, his handsome face darkened, and he said in a cold tone, "Do you need me to send someone to pick you up?" "No need, no need! I'll come over by myself!" Cordelia Locke was extremely excited, almost unable to believe what she was hearing. Ronan agreed to see her! He agreed to let her come to the Emperor Hotel! Doesn't this mean that Ronan has forgiven her? Cordelia Locke was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing out loud! After following Dorian Ashford as a mistress, Dorian Ashford initially treated
Every day, she only ate white rice and vegetables, even feeding the scraps of meat to stray dogs. She said those stray dogs were pitiful. She couldn't even feed herself properly, yet she had the leisure to pity dogs? Cordelia Locke even boasted that her boyfriend was the master of the Emperor Hotel, ridiculous! For someone like her, thin and pale, lacking both dignity and figure, what kind of taste would the owner of the Emperor Hotel have to be interested in her? Even the job of street sweeping she had was arranged by the community out of pity for her. A woman like Cordelia Locke, let alone being a mistress in an unattainable mansion, even being a servant in the Emperor Hotel, the aunties wouldn't believe it! Such absurd words probably only fooled fools. In front of everyone, the auntie demanded that Cordelia Locke provide evidence to prove she had been to the Emperor Hotel. Otherwise, she would be considered a