Emir obviously hadn't expected Wythe to use this opportunity to meet his mother, so she happily agreed.In her eyes, this child finally showed an appreciation and pursuit of beautiful things, so he would surely fall in love with oil painting!Although the small white building wasn't too far in sight, it took Emir and them nearly three minutes to drive there.When they stood outside the splendid garden, Emir felt that her student was simply a genius. The scenery here was too beautiful.The golden sunlight spread over the white building, giving it an even more pure appearance. Surrounding it were vibrant flowers, resembling a sea of flowers from a distance.However, what surprised Emir was that Wythe seemed exceptionally excited when they arrived.He immediately slipped off the car and rushed into the building without even hearing Emir call after him.Feeling awkward, Emir stood at the door. She knew that although this was part of the Halsey estate, some guests also stayed here.She won
Wythe nodded, signifying forgiveness, then turned his gaze towards Odgen and Nydia."Listen to me! Grandpa, Grandma, I didn't want to come here at all. But because you're Dad's parents, both Mom and I didn't want to make Dad uncomfortable or sad. So, we compromised. I know you've never liked Mom, but as I've said before, without Mom, there's no me. Whether you admit it or not, I'm always going to be with Mom!"Wythe paused sternly before continuing, "As for you two, if you keep causing trouble, I won't recognize you anymore! I'll leave with Mom, and I believe Dad will come with us! So now, think for yourselves if you want to sit down and talk to Mom properly!"Nydia and Odgen were stunned.It had to be admitted; the child was absolutely right.Even if he no longer acknowledged them, it wouldn't be much loss to him. But it was different for them.Lambert was determined to be with Lydia, to the extent that he had almost severed ties with the family before because of it. It was likely to
Lydia nodded slightly, but Nydia, upon hearing her words, retorted angrily, "What are you waiting for? Do you want me to starve to death? And look at the time now, who wakes up this late? As a wife, shouldn't you be up before your husband? At least you should have helped Lambert get ready for work and served him breakfast!"Lydia restrained her frustration and said, "I'm sorry.""Sorry won't cut it. You know you're wrong, so hurry up and make breakfast!" Nydia demanded.After a moment of silence, Lydia finally entered the kitchen.When the fragrant aroma wafted from the kitchen, Lydia knew that breakfast was ready. She brought out the food bowls carefully, serving Nydia a bowl, who tasted it with disdain."Eating something so greasy in the morning. Do you even know how to balance your diet? It's pitiful how Wythe grew up following you," Nydia remarked.Lydia was speechless for a moment before she replied, "Mom, this shouldn't be considered greasy.""But it's filled with eggs and meat,
Nydia, looking aggrieved, exclaimed loudly, "Lydia, you're being too much! I treated you wholeheartedly, like my own daughter. Is this how you treat me? At least I'm your elder, right?"Lydia didn't respond immediately, but instinctively retorted, "If you had even a hint of an elder's demeanor, I wouldn't have laid a hand on you!"Then, she saw Nydia look even more aggrieved as she glanced towards the door. "Lambert..."Lydia's heart sank. Before she could turn around, a tall figure walked up to Nydia, carefully examining her wound. "Mom, are you okay?"Nydia shook her head. "Lambert, I know we haven't treated Lydia well before, but we've truly changed now. We genuinely accept her, but..."Lydia felt extremely aggrieved upon hearing this. She looked at Lambert and saw his gaze, complex with incomprehension, disappointment, and a hint of indescribable discomfort."No, Lambert, it's not what you think at all!" Lydia interjected.Standing beside, Nydia took over, "Forget it, Lambert. I k
Lambert, although still upset with Lydia, couldn't refuse his son's request.He paused for a moment, intending to sit back beside Lydia, but saw her releasing Wythe."Wythe, why don't you eat by yourself? Mommy's full and needs to rest!" With that, Lydia left everyone behind and walked away.Lambert's gaze grew colder. He wasn't even angry yet she seemed to be.How ironic, she was the one at fault, wasn't she?This only confirmed Wythe's suspicions further. Mom and Dad were really having issues, but what was going on exactly?Nydia sighed, "Lambert, looks like Lydia's still mad at me!"Lambert responded coldly, "Ignore her! Let's eat, Mom."Nydia smiled, seemingly in good spirits. However, Wythe felt uneasy. He slid off his chair without waiting for anyone's response. "Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, you guys enjoy your meal. I'm full. I'll go check on Mom."Without waiting for a reply, Wythe dashed upstairs.In the second-floor room, Lydia sat despondently on the edge of the bed, enveloped in
Before Andrew could ponder further, Lydia spotted him. She lifted her hand gently, trying to summon a smile, but it appeared more like a grimace than anything cheerful.Andrew pushed open the café's door and walked in. Lydia looked worse for wear, her spirits down, and she seemed to have lost weight.Andrew frowned instinctively. "Lydia, what's wrong?"Perhaps it was Andrew's gentle tone, but Lydia's tears started flowing instantly.Andrew quickly stood up, walking over to her and pulling her into a comforting embrace. "What happened? Why are you crying? Did you have a fight with Lambert?"As soon as Andrew mentioned Lambert, Lydia cried even harder!Now Andrew didn't need to guess. They must have had a fight!After Lydia calmed down, she shyly withdrew from Andrew's embrace, embarrassed as she looked at his now damp shirt. "I'm sorry, Andrew, I dirtied your shirt.""It's nothing, just a shirt. Don't you remember what my family does? We deal with clothes all the time!"Lydia managed a
Lambert stood up from his desk, his tone as cold and indifferent as ever. "Who is it?""Dad, it's me. When are you coming back today?"Lambert paused slightly at the sound of Wythe's voice, his tone softening a bit. "Wythe, what's wrong? Is there something going on? I still have some work to finish here, so I might not be able to come back for a while. I'm sorry, Wythe."Wythe furrowed his brow. "You haven't been back recently. Are you abandoning us?""How could you think that? Wythe, dear, there's just a very difficult project I have to focus on right now. Once I'm done with it, I'll make time to be with you, okay?"Wythe pouted. "But, but then you and Mom...""What your mom and I have to deal with is our business. You don't need to worry about it. We're adults, and we have our own ways of handling things."Lambert didn't linger on the call for too long before hanging up. He took a deep breath and refocused on his work.These days, it felt like he had reverted to his old days of work
"Previously, we weren't clear about what exactly happened, and my decision not to investigate was out of respect for Mom. But I also don't want you to think that you can just arbitrarily kick Lydia out!" Lambert's tone was resolute, which made Odgen's expression turn sour.Subsequently, Lambert left the study, leaving Odgen sitting behind the desk, unable to regain his composure for a while.Not long after, Nydia entered carrying juice. Seeing Odgen's less-than-pleasant expression, she furrowed her brows. "What's wrong? Didn't Lambert agree?""No! He did agree," Odgen shook his head."Since he agreed, why do you still have that look on your face?""I'm just thinking, by deceiving Lambert like this, will he resent us when he finds out the truth in the future?" Odgen glanced at Nydia with a complicated expression. "Does he know about me mistreating Lydia?""I don't know if he knows or not, but judging from his attitude, it seems like he hasn't given up on Lydia at all."So did Lambert r