Ryan From Barbie Life In The Dreamhouse นิยาย & เรื่องราว

From a suitcase, he produced a Barbie doll—custom-made, with delicate features that mirrored Eve's own. "For our little princess," he said, offering the doll with a gentle smile. Eve's face lit up in pure delight. Without hesitation, Ryan settled down beside her, helping her braid the doll's hair. The sight was almost surreal—the formidable CEO of the Reid Group sitting cross-legged on my living room floor, playing with Barbie dolls as if nothing in the world mattered more. By the time Eve drifted off to sleep, Ryan had already tucked her into bed. He lingered by her side, watching as I pulled the blanket up to her chin and switched on the nightlight.

The memories of that day came back to his mind. A 17 year old Ryan was the one who decorated this room for her; he handpicked every single thing in this room. There was a luxurious bed with baby pink and white mattress; there were racks where hundreds of stuff toys were arranged beautifully. The room was painted white and beautiful flower creepers were grown in the windows. The ceiling were designed with radium stars an moons. There was a wardrobe with so many beautiful dresses. One look at the room and anyone could say that Ryan did put a lot of efforts into it.

Once inside, they looked around, their excitement growing as they realized they could pick something out. “Well, if we can choose anything…” Rhett’s gaze drifted toward a towering candy aisle lined with stacks of gummy bears, chocolate bars, and rainbow-colored candies. Ruby’s eyes darted to the toy aisle, sparkling with delight. “I want a dollhouse! One with a tiny kitchen, little people, and… everything!” Rhett laughed, shaking his head. “A dollhouse? I’m getting a remote-control car,” he announced, puffing his chest like he’d made the most amazing choice.

Barbie spoke up "May I have the honor of washing you again Greg?" I shook my head. "Listen the Fates obviously gave me extra stamina and recovery powers but even with those I can only handle so much a day. Barbie tonight you are playing mother hen to Amber and Chastity. The three of you sleep in my bed. I really need to see about getting a bigger bed and room." "Maybe we should look for a way to afford a bigger house if you're going to keep bringing home women to keep." "Let's talk about this later I have to go spend time bringing Chastity fully into the family.'

Bruce inquired. "It went well, but Mommy didn't buy anything for herself. She said everything in the mall was too expensive. I got the things I wanted though, including the Barbie dolls I mentioned last night. I found two of them in my room, so I think Mr. Raven must have placed them there after we returned from the mall," Cherry explained, referring to her father's personal bodyguard who had accompanied them on the outing.

She was doing a house chore inside her room upstairs. The almighty house she was living was purchased for her by stupid Ryan. What could Sadie purchase by herself, anyways? She had no job or business or career. Stupid Ryan was her job, career and business. “Hey! How are you doing, my one and only?” Ryan asked in so much excitement as Sadie opened the door. He hugged her tightly and they had a short kiss. “Have you carried out the task?” Sadie asked in cool tone as she and Ryan sat down on the couch. Ryan was putting on a simple cloth. A round neck top, and palm-trouser. It was weekend, so he was coming from home.

Ryan woke up to a slight tap on the shoulder. Ryan was having the most horrendous dream he had ever had. In the dream, he and Claire had been running away from monsters that were attacking them. Ryan had no idea what the reason was for such a dream but he knew he remembered it perfectly and was sure he was not mistaken. Looking around, Ryan wondered where he was and why he was under the clear sky and not in his bedroom. Ryan heard a voice and only then did he decide to pay any attention to the ones who had been tapping him before.

“It reminds you where you’re coming from. The things that happened to you… they shape who you become. You need it to fight for your future, my love. It helps you appreciate the now.” She doubted he’d fully understand, and his confused, slightly scrunched-up expression confirmed it. But that was okay. He would, someday. For now, she offered him a soft smile and ruffled his hair. “Let’s change the subject,” she said brightly. “Tell me—how do you like our new house?” Ryan’s eyes sparkled instantly. He spun on his heel, turning toward the mansion behind them with a gasp of awe. “Mum!” he squeaked, hands clapping together. “This house is huge! It’s bigger than the one we had in the States! Look a

I said as I caressed his cheek. "Well I want a girl as I want a girl with your eyes and hair. She would be a spitfire for sure." Ryan says as he smiles and his smile makes me fall in love with him more. "We will see tomorrow." I say. "We will. And whoever loses will decorate the nursery." Ryan says with a smirk. "That is not fair." I say with a pout. "Well no one should lose. If you are right I should get happy by decorating the nursery and the same goes for you." Ryan says.

She rushed towards him and grabbed his arm before leading him to the machine. “I want that pink bunny, Daddy,” Ella requested. “It’s not easy… I’ve already used five coins and I couldn’t grab the bunny,” Lora uttered. Ryan smirked and said, “Let me do it for you.” Looking at his daughter, he promised, “I’ll get that pink bunny for you, princess.” Fifteen minutes later, Ryan’s forehead was coated with beads of sweat. He had already used ten coins and yet, he couldn’t grab the pink bunny.