Yvette Ray said nothing and didn’t offer any explanation, but her silence only made Ronan Keating angrier.
His eyes finally reddened as he looked at her and sternly said, "You will receive the punishment you deserve."
After he finished speaking, Ronan Keating left. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel✶fire.net
That was the last time Yvette Ray saw Ronan Keating, as she discovered she was pregnant after being imprisoned.
Soon after the child was born, it was discovered that the child had leukemia, yet she did not give up, raising the child and trying to help her survive.
After all, that was her first child with Ronan Keating.
Yvette Ray endured three years in prison, during which time no one visited her, not even her family.
After being released, Yvette Ray learned that during her imprisonment, the Ray Family went bankrupt due to poor management, and her father, unable to cope, went mad and was sent to a mental institution.
Even her sister was forced to marry a man in a vegetative state in exchange for an investment to save the Ray Family.
All this was Ronan Keating’s revenge.
The past surged to the forefront of her mind, and Yvette Ray lowered the brim of her hat to conceal the emotions in her eyes.
Her daughter was named Moira Ray.
A week ago, Moira Ray’s condition became critical, and she was sent to the intensive care unit.
The doctor told Yvette Ray that this time it’s highly likely Moira won’t make it.
Yvette Ray was devastated, as it was Moira Ray’s companionship over the years that helped her through those dark times and gave her hope for life.
The doctor gave her a solution, suggesting she find the child’s biological father to test if his blood matches Moira Ray’s bone marrow.
Yvette Ray was silent, unwilling to use this method.
She had no relationship with Ronan Keating anymore, nor did she want to get involved with him again.
The doctor then offered her a second option: to have another child with her husband and use the child’s umbilical cord blood to extract stem cells.
So Yvette Ray came here; she had already checked her body, was in her ovulation period, and finally, fate showed her some mercy this time.
She inquired about Ronan Keating’s itinerary and secretly came to Lyria, where there was a medical conference with a networking banquet, which was her best opportunity to act.
Just one night would be enough; she wouldn’t get involved with him again.
Suddenly, her phone rang, pulling Yvette Ray back from her thoughts, and she took out her phone to find it was Eleanor Sterling calling.
She slightly hid her emotions and answered the call.
"Hello, Eleanor, is there something you need?"
Eleanor Sterling’s pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yvette, how have you been lately?"
"Hmm, pretty good, everything’s as usual."
Yvette Ray did not reveal her emotions, sounding positive and sunshine-like, with no trace of entanglement.
On the other end, Eleanor Sterling hesitated for a moment.
Finally, she said, "Alright, just checking up on you. I’ll come to see you in a while."
"Okay, I’ll be waiting for you." Yvette Ray smiled faintly.
She didn’t tell Eleanor Sterling about Moira Ray’s worsening condition, not wanting to worry her.
After all, over the years, Eleanor Sterling had always supported her financially and had been good enough to her.
This time she wanted to bear the pain herself.
At this time, Eleanor Sterling and Alaric Faulkner had already arrived in Lyria, and upon landing, Eleanor remembered Yvette Ray and Moira Ray.
So she called her, originally intending to tell her about the medicine, but since clinical trials hadn’t been conducted yet.
If there were still issues, component adjustments would be needed, which might take quite a long time.
Eleanor Sterling thought about it and decided to wait until clinical trials were completed to share the good news with Yvette Ray.
Alaric Faulkner saw Eleanor Sterling hang up the phone and said, "We arrived in Lyria early; you have some time to stroll around."
Eleanor Sterling glanced at him, "I still need to prepare the registration for the medicine information, where would I find time to go shopping."
"I’ll register it for you; why don’t you go buy a gift for the kids? They told me last night to bring them gifts."
After hesitating for a moment, Eleanor Sterling nodded, "Alright then, I’ll trouble you with it."
Alaric Faulkner smiled, "I hope to receive your other forms of thanks when I return to the room tonight."
A bit shameless, aren’t you? Always looking to take advantage, Eleanor Sterling scoffed and turned to leave.