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