Lyra raised her voice and shouted, "Doctor, come quickly! Ronan is experiencing auditory hallucinations!"
Although her voice was loud, it didn't help. On the contrary, the louder she shouted, the more people were afraid to come in. Even the guards standing at the door blushed and stepped back.
If they went in and interrupted Ronan, who knew who would bear his wrath?
Ronan's deep black eyes looked closely at her, fermenting with something inside, as deep as the vast stars.
Lyra felt her scalp tighten as he approached, almost whispering in her ear, "I don't need a doctor."
Lyra frowned, feeling a bad premonition, and stuttered, "Then what do you want?"
Ronan smiled ambiguously and slowly approached, almost whispering next to her ear, "You've already given birth to my son. What do you think I want?"
Lyra nearly bit down on her silver teeth!
The last time, on the helicopter, she could consider herself bitten by a dog.
Lyra, regardless of everything, shouted at Ronan, "Yes, I'm willing to take his last name, he's my boyfriend!" "Boyfriend? I'm your husband!" Ronan coldly glanced at the woman beneath him, his thin lips curling into a cruel arc, and then suddenly his kiss forcefully pressed down. Ronan pinched her waist, kissing her deeply as if to possess her completely. Lyra twisted her head, trying to evade, and caught sight of the ashtray on the bedside table from the corner of her eye. She reached out, fingertips touching the ashtray, and struggled to grab it. If Ronan tried to violate her, she would not hesitate to smash his head! But another hand moved faster. Ronan swiftly snatched the ashtray from her hand, throwing it far away. He lowered his gaze, coldly staring at the flustered woman beneath him, his lips curling in a mocking smile. "What, you've learned to smoke in these five years?" Lyra tightly pressed her lips to
This man, why does he feel entitled to treat her like this over and over again?What will it take for him to let her go?Ronan stared at her heaving chest as she struggled, his eyes narrowing slightly, becoming even more intense, his breath starting to grow erratic.Lyra keenly sensed that something was wrong.Her frantic movements not only failed to free her but also seemed to excite the beast even more.Damn it!She immediately stopped moving, realizing it was too late.With one large hand grasping her chest, Ronan unzipped his pants with the other."Ronan, you dare!"Wide-eyed with horror, Lyra instinctively recoiled, her body trembling as she moved backward.Could she not escape?She refused to engage with him again!"In this world, is there anything I wouldn't dare to do?" Ronan sneered coldly, lifting her legs and drawing them closer.Their bodies, perfectly fitting together, had no gaps
"Get out of the way!" Lyra squeezed out the words through clenched teeth.Her neck was marked with traces left by a man, from her collarbone to her chin, making the bodyguard hesitant to look directly, so he averted his gaze.He hesitated for a moment, torn between letting Lyra go and keeping her from running away.Suddenly, his arm was forcefully grabbed, startling Lyra into dodging backward. Ronan embraced her waist, pulling her into his arms. "Why are you running around?"Lyra looked up, meeting Ronan's handsome face, still carrying a lazy expression of post-love bliss.She pushed him away frantically. "Don't touch me.""You're my wife, I can touch you if I want," Ronan said, holding her soft waist, intoxicated by her sweet fragrance, and leaning down to kiss her cheek.Lyra pushed against his chest. "Please, not here."Ronan paused, realizing they were in the corridor.Though the bodyguards discreetly looked away, he still didn't want Lyra to be seen by anyone, as if she were his
Lyra was held in his arms, just about to push him away when suddenly her stomach rumbled. The man holding her immediately noticed and slightly backed off, puzzled. "Are you hungry?" Feeling embarrassed, Lyra's face flushed as she grumbled, "I've been tied up by you all day, and I haven't eaten anything!" Ronan frowned, realizing his oversight. He was feeling a bit hungry himself. After all, they hadn't eaten anything since yesterday night's commotion, and even the strongest person couldn't hold out forever. He walked over to the phone and ordered some food to be brought up. "I want to take a shower," Lyra said, trying to find various excuses to avoid being with him. "Do you want me to help you?" Ronan looked at her, his dark eyes glinting. Lyra was immediately scared and waved her hand. "I can manage by myself." She hurriedly ran into the bathroom of the room. Lyra had originally planned to take her time and spend a few hours showering, but just five minutes after she entered
Suddenly the journalists started to stir, as if some big shot had arrived. Lyra inexplicably turned to look at the swarm of journalists. It was Ronan. He stood there, looking coldly at everything. Bodyguards surrounded him, keeping Ronan separated from the continuously crowding journalists. Although Ronan's bodyguards were all retired special forces, rigorously trained security personnel, they were overwhelmed by the sheer number of journalists. Hundreds of them surged forward, making it very difficult for the bodyguards to hold them back. Lyra saw Ronan being pushed back several steps, almost stumbling. With each step back, his handsome face grew increasingly grim. His thin lips pressed into a straight line, emitting a terrifying chill from head to toe. The journalists, who had previously been jostling to get closer, shivered and retreated at the sight of Ronan's demonic appearance, as if from the depths of hell. Seizing the opportunity, the bodyguards quickly formed a hum
Ronan himself keeps a very low profile, rarely appearing in public and refusing interviews. Even Ronan's son is shielded from any publicity to the extent that the public doesn't even know his name, Matthew. It's precisely because of this that Ronan attracts so much attention. Moreover, this recent news has caused quite a stir. The photos are extremely sensational, and within just ten minutes of being leaked, they've already become the number one topic. "The Zenith Ventures President, the Diamond Man, the man women most want to marry, has been kidnapped! He's been beaten! How scandalous!" Lyra watched eagerly as Ronan faced the reporters, his handsome face darkening with each probing question. Her heart soared with joy. The arrogant and self-important Ronan finally faces the music. Watching Ronan being bombarded with questions on TV, Lyra couldn't help but feel giddy with excitement. If it weren't for the fear of the bodyguards outside hearing her, she would have been rolling o
The five-year gap seemed to be filled at this moment. Ronan's first reaction upon seeing Lyra alive and well wasn't anger, but gratitude. Even though she had escaped him by faking her death and even abandoned their son, he still felt thankful. Thankful that she was alive and hadn't used death as a punishment against him. Back then, he had seen her covered in blood, breathless, and his world had collapsed in an instant. If it weren't for Matthew, he wouldn't have been able to go on. Now, with Lyra leaning against his chest, though her expression was very reluctant, there was an inexplicable calmness in Ronan's chest, and his gaze involuntarily softened. Ronan unconsciously raised his hand toward Lyra's cheek. Just as his hand was about to touch her, she suddenly spoke up, "I want custody of Matthew." Ronan's expression slightly faltered, his hand froze, and then he withdrew it. His eyes turned icy, "You only want our son, not your husband?" Lyra replied, "We're already divorc
Ronan's injuries were quite severe, but he insisted on leaving the hospital, and the doctor didn't dare to object. The doctor could only prescribe medication for him and give him some instructions. There were still many reporters lingering around, waiting outside the hospital to take photos. Ronan had someone drive his Maybach to wait at the hospital's entrance, and he also arranged for a bodyguard with a similar build to him to cover his head and pretend to be him. Sure enough, all the reporters' attention was drawn to the Maybach, and they rushed out, eagerly surrounding the car to take photos. Meanwhile, at another exit of the hospital, there was a very inconspicuous black commercial van parked. No one would have guessed that Ronan would leave in this low-key commercial van. In the car, Lyra sat far away from him, trying to maintain a distance between them. Standing at the entrance of the Imperial Garden, Lyra felt a whirlwind of emotions. She never thought she would come
“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