CHAPTER 802: CHAPTER 802: IS MY DAD RONAN KEATING?

Ronan Keating’s eyes reddened, and he couldn’t help but tremble all over.

He didn’t expect that his only flesh and blood was still alive; this surprise was so overwhelming that his emotions surged and couldn’t calm down for a long time.

Eleanor Sterling slowly curled her lips, allowing Ronan Keating to digest the news on his own.

Walking up to Alaric Faulkner’s side, he pulled her into his arms, slightly curling his lips, whispering in Eleanor’s ear: "Are you just going to let him go like that?"

Alaric Faulkner knew Eleanor Sterling’s character, how she would go to great lengths for her closest friends. Now, seeing her so easily let Ronan Keating off the hook and tell him this, caught him by surprise.

However, he also knew that Eleanor Sterling was a person who could easily soften up, and as long as someone treated her well, she would wholeheartedly reciprocate.

Eleanor Sterling averted her gaze, huffed softly: "Not at all! I just slipped up. Anyway, whether he manages to win Yvette Ray back is his business—the future depends on his ability."

"Then I can only wish my brother-in-law the best."

Shortly after, the plane landed in Aethelgard, and Eleanor Sterling and the others headed secretly to a private villa in Aethelgard.

...

Medical base.

Yvette Ray walked through the garden, holding Moira Ray’s hand.

Recently, the little one had been recovering well, and Yvette Ray was very happy, feeling that life was quite perfect now.

Moira Ray looked up at Yvette Ray and asked, "Mommy, is my daddy Ronan Keating?"

Yvette Ray looked down at her, not expecting Moira to suddenly ask this. She gazed at Moira’s little face, "Moira, why... why do you ask?"

Moira Ray lowered her head and said, "Because they said only biological bloodlines can have such a high compatibility, so the person who saved me might be my daddy."

Yvette Ray pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

She knew the young girl had always yearned for a father, but she was strong and hadn’t expressed it.

Previously, Moira Ray got along well with Ethan Finch, but Yvette Ray knew she remained curious about her biological father.

Yvette Ray didn’t intend to hide it from her. She squatted down to her level and said, "Yes, Ronan Keating is your biological father."

"Will you be with him?" the little girl asked timidly.

Yvette Ray’s mind went blank, a trace of hurt flashed in her eyes, as if recalling some unpleasant memories.

After a moment, she asked, "Moira, do you want Mommy and him to be together?"

"I want you to be happy."

Hearing Moira’s words, Yvette Ray’s eyes quickly filled with tears. Before, Moira had gotten along well with Ethan Finch, so she thought Moira might wish for her to be with Ethan.

Unexpectedly, the little girl’s wish was so simple, merely hoping she would live well.

Moira Ray stepped forward and hugged Yvette Ray, saying, "Mommy, don’t cry. If you don’t like my biological dad, we can find a new daddy."

"Hmm, for now, Mommy doesn’t want to think about anything else; just the two of us being together is enough."

In Yvette Ray’s arms, Moira Ray nodded.

"Still want to go for a walk?" Yvette Ray asked.

"Yes." Moira Ray looked up, "Mommy, I want cake."

"Okay, I’ll take you to have some."

The mother and daughter resumed their walk, holding hands again.

In the corner, Ronan Keating saw the back of the mother and daughter, a surge of bittersweet emotion welled up in his heart.

His gaze fell on Moira Ray’s small figure, feeling that his once-empty heart was filled again.

Ronan Keating followed the mother and daughter from a distance, not wanting to disturb their peaceful life—just looking was enough for him.

At that moment, a cry of alarm sounded, and an out-of-control car rushed towards the mother and daughter.

People around screamed for them to move away, but Yvette Ray was already scared stiff, her first reaction was not to move.