Chapter 188

Ronan had no strength left, so he could only let Lyra kick his handsome face.

Having lived for more than twenty years, Ronan had never been humiliated like this before.

Anger churned in his chest, almost exploding.

Several times, he tried to use his hands to pull Lyra's foot down, only to be harshly kicked on the hand by her.

Lyra was simply addicted to kicking.

Kick to death, you shameless scumbag! Jerk!

Since their marriage seven years ago, she had always been in a disadvantaged position, always being abused by Ronan.

Now that she finally had the chance to abuse this big scumbag, how could she easily let go of the opportunity?

Lyra exerted all her strength, kicking and kicking Ronan's body, even her teddy bear slippers flew out.

Until her chest anger was vented almost, she stopped.

A bruise appeared on Ronan's left face, with a large imprint of the slipper.

His eyes seemed to spew fire, staring