“Who is this person? Why did she push Penny?”"Don't you know? Isn't this Lydia? The future boss's wife, although now who knows if she still will be. She actually resorted to violence out of jealousy. I wonder if the boss will still be interested in her!""...”At the center of the gossip, Lydia stood expressionless, her slender shoulders appearing particularly fragile. Despite her calm demeanor, her face was deathly pale.Seeing Lambert approaching, the crowd fell silent. Lambert's sharp gaze swept over them. "Get back to work!"No one dared to question his command, so the crowd dispersed. Wythe wriggled out of Lambert's arms and hugged Lydia's legs. "Mom, it's okay now. Dad's here!"Lambert stepped forward and embraced Lydia's shoulders. "It's okay! I'm here for everything!"Lydia remained silent, her body stiff and uncertain. Could she trust him?Could she? For the first time, she had doubts!Meanwhile, an ambulance had arrived downstairs.Half an hour later, outside the emergency
Judith involuntarily took a step back, under Lambert's unquestionable gaze, while Lambert turned away directly, saying, "Lydia, you should head back now."Lydia lifted her head, about to retort, but seeing Lambert's resolute and concerned expression, she remained silent. Lambert repeated firmly, "Go back! And your facial injury needs attention too!"With a glance at Lambert, Lydia turned and left the hospital."She can't leave! She—" Judith's words were cut short by Lambert's warning glare. She felt as if her throat had been suddenly clenched shut, unable to utter a word.Philip tugged at her sleeve, and in the end, she didn't speak, simply following the doctors to Penny's ward.Meanwhile, Lydia walked out of the hospital gate, her mind in turmoil. Her head throbbed slightly, and Lambert's concern made her start to speculate. Did it signify that he still cared about her?Standing beneath the hospital building, the cool breeze tousled Lydia's long hair, mirroring the chaos within her.
Lydia was taken aback, instinctively retorting, "It was an accident! I didn't mean to harm you. I'm truly sorry for your injury...""Accident! You did it on purpose! You saw me standing at the staircase, so you deliberately rushed from the entrance! Get out! I don't want to see you!" Penny screamed loudly."We didn't come to see you, we came to see Dad!" Wythe interjected, stepping forward to pull Lambert away.Since Lydia's appearance, Lambert's gaze had been fixed on her."What are you doing in my daughter's room?" A sharp voice shattered the room's tranquility as Judith angrily rushed in, fearing Lydia might harm Penny."Mom! Get this murderer out of here! I don't want to see her!" Seeing her mother, Penny seemed to gain confidence, feeling supported.Lydia, on the other hand, turned pale at being called a murderer!Lambert stepped forward, standing in front of Lydia. "Please calm down. The situation is still uncertain. Before we know the full story, let's not make any rash accusat
Lambert turned to Penny."I'll be back in a moment."Only then did Penny release her grip on Lambert's sleeve, but she shot Lydia a challenging look. Lydia exited first.The oppressive atmosphere in the ward made it difficult for her to breathe. Meanwhile, Lambert walked to the door but didn't come out."Lambert, what's going on? Why are you suddenly so good to that Penny?" Lydia couldn't help but ask.She couldn't accept the sight of the man who once cherished her now holding another woman in his palm. The feeling was unbearable.Lambert furrowed his brows slightly. "This has nothing to do with you! I'll handle the hospital matters.""How does it have nothing to do with me? I caused the harm! If you're only being nice to that woman because of me, then I'd rather take care of her myself!" Lydia raised her voice, feeling frustrated."Lyd," Lambert began, sounding irritated, "just go home for now. Don't come to the hospital for a few days."Lydia was incredulous. "Lambert, what do you m
"Wythe, do you think I've been wrong from the start? Maybe I shouldn't have been with Lambert from the beginning!"Lydia's words made Wythe's heart skip a beat. "Mom, what's wrong? You and Dad have always been so in love, haven't you?""I thought we were too, but today I suddenly realized, maybe Lambert doesn't love me at all!""How is that possible? Mom, don't jump to conclusions! Did someone say something to you at the hospital?" Wythe was puzzled."No! Wythe, it's something I saw myself. I saw Lambert personally taking care of that Penny, and their relationship looks very intimate.""Mom, you must have seen it wrong, or maybe Dad has some reason. If Dad wanted to be with Penny, why wait until now?" Wythe tried to analyze for Lydia.But Lydia couldn't listen, her heart felt like a crystal ball sealed again, with no openings left.Seeing Lydia so upset, Wythe sighed inwardly and quickly dialed Lambert's number after returning to his room."Dad...""What's wrong, Wythe?""Mom said you
He seemed to be massaging her legs for her, his expression extremely focused, completely unaware of Lydia's gaze.Meanwhile, Penny noticed Lydia looking at her, and she smirked, flashing a provocative smile. Then, she slightly parted her lips and silently mouthed a few words.Despite the distance, Lydia unexpectedly understood what Penny said, "You lost! He's mine!"Lydia's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.She felt this seemingly tender scene was glaringly harsh. Awkwardly, she took Wythe's hand and left, her mind vaguely making a decision!Perhaps she and Lambert were simply not compatible. Whether it was his parents' matters or Penny's affairs, along this journey, she felt increasingly unable to fathom Lambert's heart. She didn't know if the things she once insisted on still had any meaning.After Lydia left, Lambert, who had been squatting, stood up and walked back to Penny's side. "All set!"Penny smiled, "Lambert, you're amazing. I thought we'd have to call someone to fix
Nydia chuckled, "Don't worry, feelings like this will fade over time. Just relax. Penny is the one I've set my eyes on. I won't let her suffer. As for Lydia, if she knows what's good for her, there won't be any problems. If she doesn't, I have plenty of ways to deal with her!"Judith nodded heavily, "Nydia, thank you so much!""Don't mention it. We're family now. Doing these things is only natural. Besides, I know my son well. He may seem cold, but he's warm-hearted. Over time, he and Penny will naturally be sweet to each other."Nydia's words completely reassured Judith.Just as Nydia and Judith's conversation ended, Lambert returned with Penny. Seeing Nydia, Lambert's expression soured. Judith, being perceptive, realized that mother and son had something to discuss, so she quickly found an excuse and left the ward with Penny.This was the first meeting between Lambert and his son since their last argument. Lambert felt somewhat annoyed, especially seeing Nydia's attitude towards Pen
The caregiver approached, "Miss Ackley, it's time for your medication."With practiced ease, she poured water for Penny and helped her sit up carefully. It was evident that she was an exceptionally professional and skilled caregiver.As Penny took her medicine, she noticed Lydia's gaze on the caregiver and couldn't help but smile lightly. "This caregiver is quite good, isn't she? Lambert specifically arranged for her to take care of me. He said he's too busy with work to be with me all the time, and he didn't feel comfortable leaving me alone here!"Lydia was taken aback. Hearing Penny mention Lambert so casually made her inexplicably bitter!The caregiver, upon hearing Penny's words, chimed in, "Yes, I've been a caregiver for a long time, and this is the first time I've seen such a caring boyfriend. Miss Ackley is really fortunate! Mr. Halsey's care for her makes even us feel inadequate. Surely, for Miss Ackley, he must have self-taught a lot of nursing knowledge."Penny's eyes almos
"Lambert, at this rate, you could almost switch careers to become a nanny!" Horace teased, noticing how expertly Lambert cradled the baby.Unfazed by his friend's jest, Lambert beamed with happiness. "You wouldn't understand if you don't have kids. Once you get married, you'll know. This is my legacy, and I didn't get to care for Wythe when he was a baby, so I'm determined to be hands-on with Candice."No one could truly grasp this sense of compensation!Horace rolled his eyes, clearly at a loss for words. It was pointless to engage with someone so enamored with fatherhood.While the men gathered to chat, Thera leaned closer to Lydia and whispered, "So, Lydia, are you really back together with Lambert?"Lydia nodded. "Yeah. After everything that happened, I realized I need to cherish every single day. And Lambert is sincere—I can feel it.""That's great!" Thera sighed in relief, finally putting her worries to rest."What about you, Thera? I see you and Andrew getting along quite well!
At this moment, Lambert felt completely at ease. It seemed that Lydia's earlier words were not just talk; she was genuinely ready to give them a chance!A smile crept onto Lambert's lips, but there was no time to think of anything else; he needed to take care of their baby, Wythe. Thanks to the maternal training classes he had attended with Lydia, he had learned a lot about caring for newborns. Gently, he picked up his daughter and quickly checked her diaper, only to find that she had wet it.With nimble hands, he changed her diaper, and the little one fell back asleep. Looking at her innocent face, Lambert's heart melted. This was his child, the result of his and Lydia's love.The baby slept soundly, and Wythe had been temporarily taken away by Bob, who had come to deliver some items. Now, only Lambert and Lydia remained in the room, but Lydia, having slept quite a bit earlier, was no longer drowsy."Are you still feeling unwell?" Seeing Lydia frown slightly, Lambert asked with conce
Lambert glanced at his son's disapproving expression and was momentarily at a loss. "Wythe, you might've looked even more wrinkled than her when you were born, yet look at you now—a handsome young man," he teased, smiling at his daughter. Though wrinkly, he found her to be the most beautiful and precious little girl.Wythe huffed proudly, his lips in a slight pout. "I wasn't this ugly! Besides, you didn't see me when I was a baby." A hint of sadness crossed his face; he hadn't been as lucky as his sister—he hadn't had his dad by his side when he was born.Hearing the touch of bitterness in his son's voice, Lambert immediately understood. Wythe was jealous, understandably so. For all his maturity, Wythe was still just a child. For his first five or six years, he had only his mother and no father. He often envied kids with both parents, and when Lydia finally returned home, her on-again, off-again relationship with Lambert had left Wythe hurt and forced him to grow up faster than other
Lambert paced restlessly in the hallway, nearly losing his mind. Every moment was agonizing, with Lydia's screams from the delivery room piercing his heart. He prided himself on being strong, yet in that instant, he felt an overwhelming urge to flee, especially as her cries of pain echoed through. Angry at himself, he slapped his own face—Lydia was suffering because of him, and he'd never realized how terrifying childbirth could be."Calm down. This is what childbirth is like," a woman nearby said kindly. She was the mother of a little girl, and both she and her husband couldn't help but notice how visibly nervous Lambert was. "You've been through this once before, so you should be able to handle it," she added."Why isn't it over yet? Is she in danger?" Lambert's mind was in turmoil, fighting the urge to rush inside and see Lydia himself.The little girl's father stepped in, attempting to reassure him. "You and your family will be just fine," he said. The man recalled his own frantic
At that moment, Lydia was on the verge of total collapse, as if her entire world had crumbled in an instant, and sorrow overwhelmed her.What had she done? What had she been doing these past days?She had been recklessly indulging in Lambert's affection, without any sense of gratitude or restraint. Now, she regretted her actions deeply. If only she had known this day would come, she would never have argued with Lambert or dismissed his love and efforts out of a misguided sense of pride.All she wanted was for him to be safe, to live happily with her and their children, never to be apart.Lydia's vision blurred as she stood in shock, unable to step closer to the crowd to confirm what had happened. But through a gap, she caught sight of a blood-red stain spreading across the ground. The sight was so jarring that it felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest."Mom, are you okay?"Wythe ran over, panting, to see Lydia sitting dazed on the ground, staring at the red stain in
Lambert's words made Wythe roll his eyes, secretly exasperated. What was going on with his dad? Wasn't everything decided? Why was he suddenly backing out at the last moment?Men! Their thoughts are just impossible to figure out!Lambert had indeed changed his mind unexpectedly. He didn't want to deceive Lydia, even if it was just a harmless joke. Something about it felt wrong. Even if it was to bring them closer, lying to her didn't seem right.Wythe's plan had been simple he wanted Lambert to stage an accident, making it seem like he'd been hit by a car. He was certain his mom would show her true feelings; if she still cared for him, there was no way she'd just stand by. It was a good plan, but now that the moment had come, Lambert didn't want to test Lydia this way.People's feelings shouldn't be tested.Wythe grew increasingly anxious. They'd prepared everything, but now his dad was retreating? That wasn't like him at all! Taking advantage of n
Half a month had passed since Lydia's last check-up. Lambert continued caring for Lydia with the same attentiveness, unbothered by her cold attitude towards him. Although her indifference saddened him, he was undeterred; his determination grew in the face of difficulty, a testament to his personality.But little Wythe had had enough. He felt it was time to give his parents a nudge towards reconciliation. Yes, it was his turn to step up!So, one morning, when Lambert went out early to buy groceries as usual, Wythe found an excuse to tag along. Lydia didn't think much of it; over time, she had noticed Lambert's earnest efforts and couldn't deny feeling somewhat touched, even if her heart remained conflicted. Deep down, she feared reopening herself to love, only to be hurt again.After all, "Once bitten, twice shy," as they say. Lydia never saw herself as particularly brave—in fact, in love, she was timid and afraid. She longed for a peaceful, uncomplicated l
Once, Lydia believed she and Lambert would grow old together, inseparable and loyal. But her genuine love had only brought repeated hurt and disappointment. That's why she had fled Nova City, leaving behind everyone she knew, so this time, she refused to open her heart again.Lambert sighed, his tone gentle. He knew Lydia wouldn't easily open up to him again, but he didn't mind; he was willing to wait. Determined, he led her to the prenatal clinic, aware of the many tests ahead—ultrasounds, blood tests, monitoring the baby's heartbeat—a series of over ten examinations. Each department was exceptionally busy, requiring an immense amount of patience.Throughout, Lambert remained unwaveringly attentive, showing no sign of impatience. He stayed by Lydia's side with the eager anticipation of any expectant father, his heart fully in it.Before the ultrasound, Lydia needed to drink water, but Lambert, inexperienced in these matters, hadn't prepared any. She didn't feel inclined to remind him
Happiness, it seems, makes people wish the same for those around them. Like the husband in the next hospital bed—he had the sense to keep quiet the moment he sensed the tension between Lydia and Lambert.Lambert didn't seem to mind Lydia's sudden outburst. He simply took off his suit jacket, now stained with soup, and said regretfully, "The soup spilled, Lydia. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer. I'll have someone bring a new one right away! Why not have a piece of cake to tide you over?"Lambert's calm demeanor only made Lydia feel as if her anger was landing on nothing but soft cotton, frustrating her even more. What was Lambert up to? Was he mocking her on purpose?It was infuriating!Lydia knew her emotions were out of sorts lately. Ever since Lambert left, she hadn't had much of an appetite. When she found out his trip was delayed, everything around her began to irritate her. It was as though a cloud of anger clogged her heart, but she couldn't find a way to let it ou