Andrew's expression turned grim at Lydia's words. Regardless of whether Lambert was truly ill or pretending, Lydia's behavior revealed one thing: she still hadn't let go of Lambert.Andrew knew that it would take time for Lydia to move on from this relationship, but he had believed she was already heartbroken enough to stop caring about Lambert.Clearly, he had underestimated Lambert's hold on her.As the silence stretched on, Lydia grew more uneasy and guilty. Her long eyelashes lowered, and she appeared apologetic. "Andrew, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't be so unprincipled, but... but I am still his wife. I don't want to just walk out of his life so inexplicably.""I understand. If you've decided to go see him, I'll take you. If Lambert is really seriously ill, you won’t be able to care for him alone," Andrew said, suppressing his jealousy and keeping his tone calm.Lydia felt deeply grateful. "Really? Thank you, Andrew!"Andrew said nothing more, fearing that speaking might reveal h
Lydia's tone carried a hint of displeasure, but also a warmth that melted hearts. When she realized she had unconsciously spoken as she used to, a slight blush crept up her cheeks.Seeing Lydia like this, Lambert couldn't contain his emotions any longer.He stood up from the sofa, crossed the coffee table in a few strides, and sat beside her, pulling her into his arms.The sudden embrace startled Lydia. Tears welled up in her eyes. She had thought he would never hold her so tenderly again.Warm breath brushed against her ear, accompanied by a low, seductive voice, "Lydia, are you worried about me?""I... I just don't want our baby to be sad."Lydia's ears turned red, and she heard the man holding her sigh deeply, his head resting on her shoulder. "Lydia, let me lean on you for a while."Lydia didn’t push Lambert away.She could clearly feel Lambert's breath so close, making her heart race. No matter how much time passed, she seemed unable to be immune to this man."I'm very happy," La
The warm breath overwhelmed all of Lydia's senses, making her fearful yet irresistibly drawn to the man.The familiar warmth made her reluctant to let go. In the next second, Lydia felt herself being lifted into the air.Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around Lambert's neck, feeling utterly safe nestled in his embrace.After closing the bedroom door, they passionately kissed each other, as if only through this could they fully express their intense emotions.Lambert's strong fingers replaced his lips and tongue, teasing Lydia's skin inch by inch, igniting her desire.Her fair skin blushed a faint pink, like a delicate flower, sweet and irresistible.Lambert had reached his limit of endurance. The woman before him was his wife, his lover.His heart sank deeper and deeper for her, his body screamed to possess and claim her completely.Even though this wasn't their first time together, he still felt as if their souls were merging.In the moments when they were united, they realized t
Lambert hung up the phone, leaving Andrew in a daze. He put down his phone and glanced again at the apartment door, which had been closed for three days.Stumbling slightly, he walked into the elevator, his face pale as a sheet.He had let his love slip away with his own hands!At that moment, Andrew almost berated himself for his foolishness, but then he thought about Lydia's future happiness.His own suffering seemed trivial in comparison.He loved her; it wasn't about her. This was his own love, and as long as she was happy, that was enough.Andrew exited the apartment building in a daze. The weather outside was beautiful, with the blazing sun filtering through the roadside trees.The brightness made Andrew cover his eyes, which began to burn.Eventually, tears started to fall through his fingers, making him feel incredibly fragile.Lydia had no idea that while she was regaining her happiness, a man was weeping for her. At that moment, Lambert was guiding her into a car."Where are
Pag wanted to explain further, but Lambert had no interest in hearing more.He waved his hand, signaling for Bob to take the woman away. Then, he grasped Lydia's hand. "Lydia, do you believe me now?"Lydia nodded. In truth, she had believed Lambert hadn't betrayed her since he brought her here. Hearing Pag's words only solidified her belief that Pag was behind everything.Despite her annoyance with Pag, Lydia couldn't help but worry that Lambert's actions might be inappropriate."Lambert, what are you going to do with Pag? Will she report to the police? After all, kidnapping someone is illegal."Lambert smirked and leaned down to kiss Lydia's forehead. "Are you worried about me?""Of course. What if something happens to you?"Lydia blurted out before blushing at her own words. Lambert chuckled softly. "Lydia, do you think I'm that foolish? Don't worry, I'll just give her a small lesson. Nothing serious."Lydia felt a bit reassured, although Lambert's idea of a "lesson" wasn't as simpl
Craig pushed his glasses up. "I'm not sure either. I just got to the office today. But from what I see, Steven, you don't need to worry. Your recent performance has been excellent, and the boss even praised you privately!"Upon hearing this, Steven breathed a sigh of relief. If even Craig said so, then he had nothing to worry about.The two of them proceeded to the boss's office and found the atmosphere inside heavy.Lambert sat behind his large desk, exuding a gloomy aura. There was a hint of displeasure in his expression, as if he was in a bad mood.Steven and Craig exchanged a glance, then Steven spoke up, "Boss, is something bothering you? Did I do something wrong recently? Please don't hesitate to give feedback."Lambert rubbed his temples. "It's not about you. Craig, I need you to check on the current situation of Lydia's studio. I want detailed information by this afternoon. And Steven, prepare a plan for acquisition.""Acquisition?" Steven was puzzled. "We don't have any acqui
"I see, thank you for the reminder. I hope we can still cooperate in the future," Lydia's tone carried a hint of melancholy.Although she hoped these people would stay, she was acutely aware that even if they did, it wouldn't change the current situation.Lydia sat there, not even knowing when Jafar and the others had left. Prima walked in with red eyes. "Madam, what should we do now? We only have four designers left, and two of them are interns from design school."Lydia furrowed her brow, her palms clenched so tightly her nails dug into her skin.But she didn't feel the pain.There was no light in her eyes, and the thought of her years of hard work going to waste made her heart ache like a knife cutting through it.Jafar was right; she had no talent for business.Even though she had established the studio, she seemed unable to manage it properly.Back in Paris, her success was largely due to not having to manage a studio. She just needed to focus on designing.Prima stood there wait
"You should take a look at your studio; there's hardly anyone left!" Ryan was pressing."I don't need your concern," Lydia's tone was equally firm. In her heart, the studio was like her child, and she would never sell her child!Lydia's defiance thoroughly angered Ryan. He sneered, "Lydia, I'm willing to sit here and discuss cooperation with you out of respect. But honestly, your small studio doesn't really matter much to me.""Is that so? Then why are you so determined to acquire my company? Clearly, it still holds some value, doesn't it?""You!" Ryan was rendered speechless by Lydia's words. But Lydia didn't want to waste any more words on him. She turned to Prima and said, "Escort Mr. Ryan out."Ryan sneered, "Lydia, it seems you're stubborn to the end. Well, let me show you something."The secretary who had come with Ryan immediately took out a document from his briefcase and placed it in front of Lydia. Ryan suddenly chuckled, "Oh, I almost forgot you can't see anymore. So, Prima
Lambert presented himself as refined, but his underlying dominance was unmistakable. "That's not the case, Principal. I'm just worried about Lydia's health. She's pregnant, and she's caring for a class full of four- and five-year-olds. If something were to happen, it could be very dangerous for her."The principal furrowed her brow, eyeing him curiously. His concern seemed more like that of a family member than a parent. "While your point is valid, we've already considered this. Surely, you wouldn't expect her to be dismissed? After all, maternity leave is an option now...""Maternity leave is limited," Lambert replied firmly. "Besides, you must know that Lydia can't stay here forever."The principal felt uneasy. Lambert's demeanor and attire suggested he was no ordinary individual; why would he want his family working in such a small place? Something felt off."On what grounds are you so sure?" she asked.Lambert responded with unwavering confiden
Meanwhile, Lydia was feeling quite emotional in her room. The impact of seeing Lambert, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, was overwhelming. He had lost quite a bit of weight, and from his words, it seemed he had been eager to find her ever since he left.It would be a lie to say she wasn't touched; he truly cared about her. She had always held onto him in her heart and never let go. However, the idea of going back because of this was unlikely; after all, she was a stubborn person, and once she made a decision, it wasn't easy to change her mind.Lydia hoped that Lambert would take the hint and leave soon so her life could return to normal. Otherwise, her heart would be in turmoil!As Lambert, whom Lydia hoped would leave, was knocking on the door next door, an elderly man in his sixties opened it, eyeing Lambert suspiciously.Lambert straightened his clothes and spoke with a gentle tone, "Hello, I'm Lambert. The thing is..."Lydia, completely obl
Using their son as a shield might seem a bit embarrassing, but it was undeniably effective. Sure enough, upon hearing Wythe's name, Lydia paused her resistance to Lambert. She struggled to move her legs and began to make her way toward her home.What should have been a short ten-minute walk turned into a half-hour ordeal due to Lydia's difficulty in moving. During this time, she even awkwardly made a trip to the restroom. As she entered the later stages of her pregnancy, not only had her legs swollen, but her trips to the bathroom had also increased significantly. Just moments ago, she had finished a latte, which made the situation even more awkward—suddenly needing to find a restroom while walking.Lambert, while unaware of the many inconveniences pregnancy could bring, couldn't help but feel like a negligent husband and father as he watched Lydia struggle. He realized he knew nothing about what she was going through. Seeing her in such discomfort made his heart
Lambert closed his eyes, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. He had truly found Lydia!"Sorry, Lydia, I think I got a bit carried away!"Could this be a dream? If it is, he hoped he'd never wake up.Lydia was at a loss for words. This wasn't just being a bit excited; he was clearly overwhelmed!She decided to change the subject. "Lambert, how's Wythe doing?" Her son was the person she cared about most, and the one she felt she owed the most to."He's fine, but he really misses you. I didn't expect that after all this time, you wouldn't even call once."Hearing this, Lydia lowered her head, guilt washing over her. In some ways, she knew she hadn't been a very good mother. She had neglected her son for her own feelings."I'm sorry..."Lambert sighed softly, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "You don't need to apologize, Lydia. It's all my fault. If I hadn't misunderstood you, you wouldn't have felt the need to leave Nov
Debby felt a sudden jolt, her ears turning bright red. Being caught doing something wrong and exposed in public was a uniquely uncomfortable experience."Uh, I..."Lambert's heart raced. Could it be that he finally found the right place? Was Lydia really at this kindergarten?Fearing he might startle her, he spoke gently, his tone patient. "Debby, there's been a misunderstanding between Lydia and me. I care about her deeply, and I can't lose her. I don't know how you've interpreted our situation, but as her friend, I assume you want her to be happy too?"Debby hesitated at his words. Was this man truly a scoundrel? Upon reflection, Lydia had only mentioned that she had divorced her partner and left Nova City due to some circumstances. She had never spoken ill of her ex-husband, so perhaps she had misjudged him?Debby's expression shifted, yet she still seemed unsure. Lambert seized the moment to ask, "Debby, Lydia hasn't left, has she?""How
Lydia could hardly believe her ears, but Debby wouldn't lie to her. So, Lambert had really come looking for her.Her emotions were a whirlwind. It had been nearly five months since she left. During this time, she had come to Y City alone, found a job at a kindergarten, and gradually found some peace.Being away from the chaos allowed Lydia to reflect on herself, and she realized that the situation with Lambert wasn't entirely his fault. While he sometimes acted presumptuously, his intentions were good—he always acted out of concern for himself. Each argument only chipped away at their relationship.No bond can withstand constant fighting.Lost in thought, Lydia absentmindedly traced her fingers over her phone screen. Should she reach out to Lambert? According to Debby, he was probably headed to Rong City.She lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes casting shadows over her troubled eyes. When she first heard that Lambert was looking for her, her
As Lambert stepped out of the apartment, a lost look lingered in his eyes. For the past few months, he had been caught in a cycle of hope and disappointment almost every single day.He should have been used to it by now, but each time he felt let down, hurt, and increasingly restless. The longer the search went on, the more he worried about whether he would ever find Lydia."Hey, don't be too downcast. Finding someone is like this; as long as you persevere, you will eventually locate them!"Lambert nodded at her comforting words, knowing well that now wasn't the time to give up."Lambert, since you haven't found her yet, what's your next move?"He frowned slightly. "I think I'll stay here for a while. According to the information my friend gave me, there might be another Lydia in City Y."She sighed. "You really have it tough. How long do you think it will take to find her? It's like searching for a needle in a haystack!""It's okay;
Upon seeing the information, Lambert felt as though he'd been tirelessly searching, only to stumble upon the answer effortlessly.Watching him hold the household registry, his hands trembling, the elderly woman knew that this young man truly loved his wife. She couldn't help but sigh. Why couldn't people just talk things out calmly instead of storming off? When this Lambert finally found his wife, she made a mental note to have a good talk with her. After all, finding someone who genuinely loves you these days isn't easy, especially someone as handsome and devoted as him.As she shared more advice, Lambert listened attentively. A couple of hours later, there he was, standing outside apartment 803 of Building 6, disguised in a delivery uniform, complete with a sunhat and a package in hand.*Ding dong, ding dong...*Lambert stood at the door, feeling anxious. He feared the person inside wouldn't be Lydia, but also worried they wouldn't answer at all.
The intense longing Lambert felt was like ants gnawing at his heart—an unbearable pain that consumed him. Yet, this separation made him realize even more clearly how deeply Lydia had become a part of his life. Without her, he felt utterly lost, as though she had completely permeated his existence without him even noticing.After a brief rest, Lambert began his search for information. He quietly arrived at the neighborhood where one of the pregnant women named Lydia was living and started asking around about her."You seem unfamiliar. You're not from around here, are you?" An elderly woman approached him, curiosity in her eyes.Lambert's heart leaped at the question. He had been wondering how to start the conversation, and now someone had given him the perfect opportunity. "You've got a sharp eye, ma'am. I'm new here.""I thought so! We don't usually see such a handsome young man in our neighborhood," the woman commented."Are you here for work, or are you planning to settle down? You