She took a deep breath and calmly said, "Zane, there are rumors outside that Ronan will divorce me sooner or later. Therefore, it seems I am just a decoration as the wife."Zane wiped his sweat, repeatedly saying, "Who dares to gossip! It's obvious that Master cares the most for Madam!"Lyra played with her nails and casually said, "Even if Ronan has many other women outside, I'm the wife in this house. I should be in charge, right?""Of course," Zane quickly agreed.Lesser Wife: Lyra was given the authority by Ronan to manage the Emperor's Pavilion."If these people are all old-timers, and they've all seen me make a fool of myself, I'm not satisfied with any of them," Lyra raised an eyebrow. "If you can't do it, you don't need to stay!"This was Ronan giving her the power to manage the Emperor's Pavilion. If he was willing to let her do it, why wouldn't she use it well?"I'll take care of it immediately!" Zane immediately arranged for several batches of people to be replaced for Lyra
Aurelia told Lyra, "I've figured out everything about the security system here and the shift timings. I've made arrangements with Torin, and tonight is the perfect time to escape.""Tonight?" Lyra widened her eyes, then immediately covered her mouth, vigilantly scanning her surroundings.Aurelia handed a capsule-shaped pill to Lyra. "Put this pill into Ronan's bathwater. It'll ensure he sleeps for two hours."She then produced a tiny white pill. "This is the antidote. Take it first so that you don't get affected too.""We're going to drug Ronan?" Lyra asked nervously. She had never considered harming Ronan, even in her plans to escape."Ronan is too vigilant. All his food is thoroughly checked. It's impossible to drug his food. This capsule is cutting-edge technology, dissolving upon contact with water. It'll go unnoticed in the bathtub, and he won't have a clue," Aurelia explained triumphantly."Is it dangerous?" Lyra bit her lip.Aurelia chuckled, "You seem to care about him, huh?"
"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 next day, as soon as Lyra descended the stairs, she saw Ronan sitting elegantly at the dining table, having his meal.Given her escape and the argument from the previous night, she didn't expect Ronan to be in a good mood.To her surprise, as soon as he spotted her, he flashed a captivating smile. "Good morning, wife!"The affectionate address sent shivers down Lyra's spine. This man's unpredictable behavior made her think: was he just bipolar?As Lyra approached, Ronan set down the newspaper and casually stated, "I gave Orion Everly two million today.""What!" Lyra was momentarily stunned.Ronan continued, "Since our marriage, how much money do you think Orion Everly has taken from me? Have you kept track?"His words were a resounding slap to Lyra's face. She now understood why Orion Everly was so keen on her maintaining her position as Ronan's wife – Ronan was essentially a cash machine for him.Lyra remained speechless, her brow furrowed in thought. She hadn't realized the exte
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
Lyra, in pain, questioned, "Ronan, what are you doing?""You jerk! Why did you come back after leaving?" Ronan's eyes flashed with hatred as he gnashed his teeth."What madness has taken over you?" Lyra struggled to stand up.He looked terrifying, his eyes bloodshot, devoid of focus, resembling a demon from hell."It hurts! Help!"The whip struck mercilessly, and Lyra could almost hear her skin tearing apart. She struggled, trying to crawl away.But as soon as she crawled a little, Ronan grabbed her legs, dragging her back."Help me, help me!" Her voice grew weaker. In her eyes, she could only see the horrifying sight of Ronan wielding the whip.Eventually, everything went black, and she lost consciousness.When Lyra woke up again, the slightest movement made her body ache as if it were in burning coals."Madam, are you awake?" A somewhat older man stood before Lyra, with a kind and caring face, dressed in a white coat."Don't move, you have injuries all over your body.""Who are you?
"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
Lyra frowned, taking off her headphones, and grumbled, "Don't you have hands? Want coffee, make it yourself.""Lyra, I said I want coffee." Ronan squinted, repeating himself, clearly intent on not backing down if she disagreed.Frustrated, Lyra reluctantly got out of bed, wearing slippers, preparing to make him coffee."Didn't Octavia Everly just bring a cup?" she grumbled discontentedly."You dare to talk back?" Ronan looked disgusted, shouting at her angrily, "Make it and bring it to the study. Don't try any tricks!"After reprimanding Lyra, Ronan returned to the study, brooding in anger.That darn Lyra, would she dare to push him toward other women again?The phone suddenly rang on the table with a "ding-ding-ding." Ronan picked it up, growling impatiently, "Who is it?""It's Torin," came a composed male voice from the other end of the line.Ronan narrowed his dark eyes, lightly raising an eyebrow as he held the phone, "So it's Torin. What can I do for you?""I'm here to inform you