"When I have everything sorted out, will you accompany me?"Lyra lowered her gaze slightly. "I... don't deserve this from you.""Silly," he said gently, "Your problems are my problems. Didn't we agree that you'd try to like me?"Torin lightly traced her face with his fingers, his dark, deep eyes reflecting only her."I like you, regardless of your past. I'll help you with your divorce from Ronan.""I'm not worthy of you," her eyes glistened with moisture."Lyra," he softly called her name, "don't reject me, try to like me, okay?"Torin, as if bewitching her, leaned in slowly. His warm breath fell on her skin, making her shiver.Just as his lips were about to touch hers, Lyra instinctively turned away."I'm sorry, I..." She didn't understand her actions. She liked Torin, felt very fond of him, and he had done so much for her. But when he got too close, she couldn't help but resist."It's alright," he smiled somewhat forlornly, "We have plenty of time ahead of us."After their stroll, t

The security manager kept agreeing, not daring to ask anything. Ronan took Lyra back to the venue, and she was still lost in thought.Ronan pinched Lyra's smooth and beautiful face in a punitive manner. "Remember this, you are Ronan's wife. You can walk sideways through the whole city of T without anyone daring to bully you."Lyra was stunned. When he spoke those words, his expression softened, filled with intense fondness. But then, his tone shifted immediately, revealing a mischievous smile. "Only I can handle you."He emphasized the words "handle you," his tone carrying a flirtatious hint. Lyra's face blushed instantly.Observing her delicate appearance, Ronan felt the atmosphere was just right and couldn't resist the urge to lean down and kiss her.Suddenly, a mocking laugh interrupted, "Look, this cousin of mine is so doting."Ronan instinctively raised his eyes, narrowing them slightly. In front of him stood a sickly-looking man, dressed in a dull white suit, unpleasant no matte

"Ha, she walked right into this, saving me the trouble of looking for her," he snorted.Lyra only realized now that Ronan was a man with a vengeful heart, holding onto grudges like a needle's point.Octavia Everly had locked her in the bathroom, deceiving Ronan to lure him there, attempting to seduce him.He had been holding onto this incident, waiting for a chance to get back at her."But did you have to make her your servant?" Lyra felt it was too humiliating for Octavia Everly.Ronan raised an eyebrow. "Didn't she bully you before? Now I'm making her your exclusive servant, dedicated to serving you. Aren't you happy?"Lyra shook her head, finding this man increasingly incomprehensible.Octavia Everly appeared at the door dressed as a servant, holding a pile of clothes. "Ronan, I brought the washed clothes."Ronan didn't even glance at her, solely focused on examining Lyra's wound. "Darling, is it still hurting? Let me change your dressing!"Seeing Octavia Everly standing at the doo

"Sir, should we chase after them?" The bodyguard asked timidly.Ronan looked expressionless as he watched the car vanish into the distance, coldly saying, "Chase after what? She wanted to leave by herself. Do I need to stop her?"Inside the car, an awkward silence prevailed. After a long while, Lyra spoke softly, "Torin, take me back to my old rental house."Torin moved his lips but ultimately didn't say a word.The car stopped at the entrance of the dilapidated neighborhood. Lyra lowered her gaze, staring at her knees, and after a while, she said, "Torin, thank you, but now...""Lyra, you don't need to say anything." Torin abruptly interrupted her.Torin's face remained as gentle as ever. "Lyra, you're tired. Go back, rest, sleep, don't think about anything."Lyra lowered her head, feeling an intense emotion swirling within her. After a while, she managed to suppress the tears welling up in her eyes and softly said, "Then, I'll go.""Goodbye," he said gently.Her strength seemed to h

she exclaimed, walking over and pushing him, "Ronan, get up, you're not welcome here!"Ronan, eyes closed, extended his hand to pull her into his embrace, tightening his grip around her, his voice languid, "Lyra, be good. I'm too tired. I'll join you for TV once I wake up.""Who said I want you to watch TV with me? Get up!" Lyra pushed him away.The man's strong arm was like an iron bucket; Lyra could hardly break free. Finally extricated, she darted into the living room, patting her wildly beating heart.That guy seemed to have fallen asleep!Annoyed, Lyra scratched her head, resigning herself to a good deed by sheltering him for the night!She fetched a blanket and settled herself on the couch in the living room for the night.The next morning, as Lyra woke up, she opened her eyes only to find Ronan's deep black gaze, startling her to the brink of jumping up."What are you doing, trying to scare me?" she barked at him, exasperated.Ronan sounded somewhat aggrieved, "Sorry, dear. I t