Lyra hung up the phone.Octavia Everly immediately approached and asked, "How did it go?"Lyra, with a cold expression, said, "He agreed."Octavia Everly grinned, "I need to go get ready. What should I wear tonight?"Lyra glanced at Octavia Everly's heavily made-up face.Octavia Everly wasn't bad-looking to begin with.But she preferred heavy makeup, permed hair, and vibrant clothes.Though she was two years younger than Lyra, she appeared much older.Without the destiny of a phoenix, she insisted on trying to appear like one!Lyra calmly said, "Instead of focusing on dressing up, why don't you take the time to bake a matcha cake in the kitchen while you still can?"Octavia Everly disregarded it, giving Lyra a disdainful look, "You have no sense of fashion…"She suddenly paused, her thoughts shifting, immediately changing her tone, "Did you say matcha cake? Does Ronan like matcha cake?""Yes, haven't you heard that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach? If you can make a ma
Lyra took a deep breath, "What I mean is, I think Octavia Everly's skill is excellent. What do you think?"Lyra raised an eyebrow, looking at Ronan, a hint of threat in her eyes.Her implied meaning was: "Dare to say it's not delicious and see what happens?"Ronan suddenly burst into laughter, leaving the Everly family bewildered, exchanging confused looks.Octavia Everly complained with a pout, "Ronan, but it's...""It's very delicious," Ronan calmly stated."Ronan, if you like it, should I make it for you every day?" Octavia Everly eagerly looked at him, her eyes revealing unabashed admiration.Ronan didn't even glance at Octavia Everly.He reached out and pinched Lyra's chin playfully, teasingly saying, "Wife, are you satisfied?"Lyra didn't expect him to be so intimate with her in front of the Everly family.She was somewhat annoyed and moved her chin away from his large hand.Octavia Everly watched their interaction, the ambiguity between them almost driving her mad.Under the ta
Octavia Everly's heart almost jumped into her throat.Didn't Orion Everly say that this drug called "Spanish Fire" was effective?Then why does Ronan still have so much strength now?Suddenly, Ronan murmured, "Wife."Octavia Everly was instantly furious!Ronan was still thinking about that little bitch Lyra!She had to sleep with Lyra's man; when she became the Lady of Vale, let's see who dared to look down on her!Octavia Everly pinched her throat and said charmingly, "Ronan, dear... husband..."Ronan chuckled mischievously.Damn it!Why was his head so dizzy?It was Lyra's first time addressing him as her husband!Fortunately, he remembered the doctor's advice very well.During the first three months of Lyra's pregnancy, there absolutely couldn't be any sexual activity.So, no matter how much the person in bed with him tried to entice him, he had to grit his teeth and resist."Wife... why aren't you coming in?" Octavia Everly shamelessly solicited.Ronan teased, "Dear wife, do you w
In the VIP box at Grandeur Gala HubRonan reclined lazily on the sofa, his legs crossed on the coffee table.He held a bottle of alcohol and occasionally took a sip.The amber liquid slid down his sexy Adam's apple and slipped into his unbuttoned white shirt.You could faintly see his wheat-colored skin and well-defined muscles.He personified two words: "tempting devil"!When Damien Cross pushed the door open, this was the breathtakingly beautiful scene he saw.Damien Cross wore a mischievous smile on his face."Ronan, I haven't seen you for a long time. What have you been busy with lately? Haven't seen you out for fun."Damien Cross was a relative of Ronan's, belonging to the subordinate family of Zenith Ventures. He was also a bit of a playboy.The two were close friends, often hanging out together.However, recently, Ronan hadn't been out for fun even once.Today, Ronan called Damien Cross to come to the Grandeur Gala Hub for a drink.Without a word, Damien Cross immediately came.
Lyra returned to the Imperial Park alone last night.Lying in bed, she couldn't sleep no matter how hard she tried.The night view outside was beautiful, with the only streetlight emitting a faint white halo.Although she had personally delivered Octavia Everly to Ronan's bed, there was a sense of emptiness within her, a chilling void akin to the wind seeping through.To prevent Ronan from denying it, she had even informed Orion Everly to alert the journalists.By morning, Orion Everly would lead the reporters to catch them in the act.After the revelation of Ronan sleeping with her younger sister Octavia Everly, she would use this incident to file for divorce in court.She was pregnant, yet her husband had slept with her younger sister.She believed everyone would sympathize with her situation, and she would surely succeed in the divorce.She was anxious, guilty, and secretly pleased with the achieved goal.She was hypocritical and affected.Admit it!Her heart had been assimilated b
As the doctor approached with the syringe, something suddenly flew out, hitting the doctor's face with a thud.Fortunately, it was just a cushion, but it knocked the doctor's glasses askew."Get away!" Ronan coldly ordered before closing his eyes again.Lyra couldn't help but roll her eyes.Wasn't it just an injection?Was it necessary?She looked thoughtful as she glanced at Zane the butler.Zane immediately shook his head pleadingly, "Madam, please don't look at me. Even if you kill me, I wouldn't dare hold the young master down!"Lyra was getting a bit anxious, although she didn't care much about Ronan's well-being.However, his current state was a result of her scheming against him last night.Now that he was unwell, she had no choice but to take care of him.She pondered for a moment and said, "What if we wait until he falls asleep before giving him the injection?"As soon as she said it, she felt it was unrealistic.Ronan was very alert.As soon as the doctor approached slightly
Ronan was extremely dissatisfied upon hearing the faint footsteps at the door; he grunted and turned away, ignoring the person. Lyra felt quite helpless. Earlier, she had acted as his pillow and ended up sleeping for over an hour. Now, her legs were still numb. Why was he throwing a tantrum just because she stepped away for a while? She sighed, seeing him behave so petulantly and insecure, like a child. Despite his condition, she decided to treat him like a child; after all, he was unwell. Approaching the bedside, Lyra placed the tray containing plain porridge and some small dishes on the bedside table. She glanced at the IV bag; about half was left. Speaking gently, she said, "Once this bag finishes, there's another bag of medicine. You're sick; you need proper treatment." Ronan didn't even blink in response. Lyra knew he wasn't asleep; she distinctly heard his discontented cold hum when she entered. She sat beside the bed patiently and asked, "Are you hungry?" "Not hungry!"
She couldn't believe that such words would come from the mouth of the domineering and gruff Ronan. He seemed like a pitiful puppy waiting for its owner, fearing abandonment.With a slight curve of her lips, she said, "I'll be back soon."Ronan let out a soft hum without saying anything further.Lyra left with the tray and hurriedly returned. Finding Ronan still lying motionless, she carefully took his temperature.38.9°C!Ronan's fever was subsiding.I am seeing him sweaty and flushed.This sickly appearance truly subverted his previous dominant image.After taking his temperature, Lyra was about to leave when she suddenly heard Ronan's muffled voice, "Where are you going now?"He spoke as if she might run away at any moment as long as he wasn't watching her.This was indeed a good opportunity for her to escape.But this thought merely flickered through Lyra's mind."I'm not going anywhere, just sitting here. You rest obediently!" She said softly and sat down on a nearby chair.Ronan
“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