The Second Marriage with CEO のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 201 - チャプター 210

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.

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

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

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

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