Chapter 526: Chapter 526

Ronan Keating directly threw her onto the bed without a hint of tenderness.

Yvette Ray felt pain, but she didn’t make a sound; she just bit her lip and endured it silently.

Once it was over, she could leave, and then she would carry a child. The birth of that child could save a life.

For the rest of her life, let the two children accompany her.

Tears welled up in Yvette’s eyes, blurring her vision. Suddenly, her hands were tied with a tie by him. Official source is novel(ꜰ)ire.net

She struggled a bit but eventually closed her eyes slowly.

Seeing this, Ronan Keating’s eyes turned completely blood-red.

He had inhaled some aphrodisiac, but it wasn’t to the point where he lost his mind.

If he wanted to forcibly restrain himself, he could, but he found it hard to control his actions, unable to stop himself from wanting to be close to her.

Yvette moved towards him actively, then murmured two words in his ear.

Ronan Keating looked at her, his eyes burning with passion.

As clothes fell piece by piece to the ground and as they were about to start, Claire Truman’s voice sounded from outside.

"Ronan, are you there?"

Yvette was startled, a wave of panic surging in her heart.

How could she back out at this point? She couldn’t let it end ; that way, little Ran would die!

Yvette turned Ronan’s head, actively kissing his lips.

Beads of sweat formed on Ronan Keating’s forehead as if enduring pain.

At this point, the affair between them was destined not to proceed.

But Yvette wouldn’t give up, what was the reason for her persistence, even risking his scorn?

The door to the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and Claire Truman stood at the doorway, shocked at the scene inside.

"You, what are you doing!" Her face went pale as she screamed aloud.

Ronan Keating grabbed the quilt, covering Yvette’s exposed body, then sat up and slowly put on the shirt beside him.

Claire looked devastated, tears streaming down her face as she looked at Ronan, seemingly heartbroken.

"Ronan, we’re about to get married, how could you... how could you do this to me?"

"I’m sorry." Ronan Keating didn’t expose Yvette, only apologized in a deep voice.

Claire’s face darkened, she strode over, "I want to see which vixen can make you forget your identity!"

Yvette had already untied herself, she turned her back, picking up the scattered clothes beside her and putting them on.

Unexpectedly, her body was forcibly turned by Claire.

Once she saw Yvette’s face clearly, Claire stepped back several times in shock.

"Yvette...Yvette Ray! How could it be you!"

Claire’s face turned white and whiter, her eyes filled with shock.

Yvette was a bit surprised that she actually knew her; she didn’t know her, but from her words, she learned this woman’s identity.

She was Ronan Keating’s fiancée, Claire Truman.

Yvette calmly put on her pants, ignoring Claire’s nearly murderous stare.

Claire was extremely angry, she raised her wrist, directly aiming to slap Yvette, but when it was about to land, Yvette firmly caught it.

Without a word, she flung her hand away.

Yvette stood up, walked towards Ronan Keating, and stood in front of him.

"I’ll find you in a couple of days."

Seeing Yvette trying to arrange with Ronan right before her eyes, Claire was so furious that she lost her composure, directly lunging at Yvette.

The two immediately got into a fight.

Ronan Keating frowned, stepped forward, and separated the two.

Taking advantage, Claire fiercely slapped Yvette in the face.

At the door, Eleanor Sterling and Alaric Faulkner arrived, just in time to see this scene. She immediately rushed in to shield Yvette behind her.

"Yvette, are you okay!"