"What's wrong with you?" Nydia set down her handbag and sat beside him, her tone filled with concern. "I should have taken you out with me to clear your mind, instead of letting you brood alone at home."Odgen rubbed his temples. "You're back? Lambert has disappointed me so much. He actually decided to accompany that Lydia to the US for surgery!""What? When did this happen?" Nydia was astonished; she had no idea about this!"It happened just these past few days. I heard the plane tickets are already booked for the 3rd of next month. Lambert has been working overtime these days, seemingly preparing to finish all his work for the next month!""Nonsense! Wasn't it said that there would be important personnel changes in the company next month? This is a critical period for the company. How can he just leave?""You're right! I don't understand what's going through his mind. Even if he temporarily delegates some work, it doesn't mean there won't be any unexpected situations later!""It's a
When Lambert heard Nydia's noticeably despondent tone, he felt a bit stifled. His tone softened unconsciously. "I didn't mean it that way. I just found it strange. Mom, haven't you always disliked Lydia? Why would you suddenly call?""Dislike her, but isn't she useful now? You're married, and there's Wythe. Even if I don't care about you, I should still care about my grandson, right?"Although Nydia's tone still carried some anger, to Lambert, it sounded much better. "Really? Thank you, Mom.""I heard you're going to the US. I have several friends there. Should I give them a call to arrange something for you?""No need, really. We'll be at the hospital as soon as we arrive. Let's not trouble them.""That's not trouble at all. But since you insist, forget it then. What about Wythe? Is he coming with you?""Yes!""That won't do. You're going for medical treatment, not vacation. Who will take care of Wythe? How about you send him over, and we'll take care of him for this time?"Nydia's t
Wythe chimed in, "Don't worry, Dad. I'll take good care of Mom!""This...""That's a good idea," Horace said. "Lambert, you don't need to worry about Lydia. I'll help take care of her. You go check on the situation and come back as soon as you can.""Alright, I understand."Lambert didn't hesitate any further. He leaned down and kissed Lydia on the forehead. "Thank you, Lydia."Lydia blushed, feeling shy as they were still at the airport. "You should go. We'll be waiting for you in the U.S.!"The announcement for boarding came again. This time, Lydia didn't hesitate. She took Wythe's hand and said softly, "Sweetheart."Wythe responded in a tender voice, "Mom, I'll take good care of you." He glanced back at Lambert before leading Lydia towards the terminal. Horace waved at Lambert, signaling that he would take good care of Lydia.Lambert didn't linger. He was more worried about what had happened to his father.Lambert hurried to the hospital, where he saw his father lying in a hospital
"Let's go home. After two days in the hospital, I feel stiff all over," Ogden said."So, we're just going to let Lambert be with Lydia?""Not exactly, but this matter can't be rushed. We need to plan carefully," Ogden replied thoughtfully.Hearing this, Nydia had no choice but to reluctantly agree. Whether she liked it or not, Lambert had already left.On the other side, Lambert's arrival in the U.S. brought immense relief to Lydia and the others, easing their fear of the surgery. Horace also felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.The happiest of all was Wythe. Having been stuck with Lydia all the time, he was finally free to go out and play now that his father was there.The day after Lambert arrived, Lydia's surgery began. This time, she lay on the operating table without fear, knowing that someone was waiting for her outside.The surgery went smoothly and was very successful. When Professor Blake emerged from the operating room, his tired face bore a satisfied smile.
The next morning, when Horace knocked on Lambert and Lydia's door, he saw Lydia nestled in Lambert's arms, apparently still asleep, with Wythe standing beside them looking very grown-up for his age.The scene was so amusing that Horace couldn’t help but laugh, giving Lambert a thumbs-up, which Lambert acknowledged with a proud smirk.When Lydia woke up and realized how embarrassing her situation was, especially under Horace's teasing gaze, she wished she could disappear.It was incredibly mortifying.After returning to their home country, Lambert and Lydia quickly immersed themselves in their work, making up for lost time. Lambert, in particular, had a backlog of work at his company.Despite their busy schedules, they did not forget an important event: Wythe’s upcoming birthday.Lambert had missed Wythe’s birthdays over the past five years, so he wanted to throw a big birthday party for him this time, formally establishing him as the Halsey family’s eldest son.This was also the wish
However, Lambert only paused for a moment.He knew very well that if Lydia had any interest in Andrew, he wouldn’t stand a chance.Despite this, Lambert admired and respected Andrew.In his place, Lambert knew he could never be so self-restrained with his feelings.Seeing Lambert silent, Lydia became anxious. “Don’t overthink it. I just feel a bit guilty. Plus, we’ve been bothering him since we got back.”“I understand,” Lambert said, pulling Lydia closer by the waist. “You’re my wife now. Of course, I trust you. Besides, Andrew is a good guy. Wythe likes him too. We should definitely invite him to the party.”Lydia looked at Lambert with shining eyes, and he smirked. “Feeling touched?”Lydia laughed, “Yes! By the way, I haven’t told Andrew about my recovery. How about we invite him to dinner tomorrow?”Lambert’s face darkened immediately. “No, you can’t meet him alone.”“Don’t you trust me?”“Hmph.”The teasing expression on Lydia’s face faded, replaced by seriousness. “Lambert, I ge
"Daddy, if you wanted to come, why didn’t you just join Mom openly?" Wythe questioned, puzzled by his father’s covert actions.Lambert’s response was that the situation was too complex for Wythe to understand.Wythe thought disdainfully that it wasn’t about complexity but rather Lambert’s lack of trust in Lydia being alone with Uncle Fraine.Nevertheless, secretly following and watching was quite entertaining, provided they kept it a secret from Lydia.Meanwhile, Lydia and Andrew’s conversation was going well. Andrew, suppressing his feelings, maintained a friendly demeanor.Listening to Lydia animatedly talk about her life with Lambert caused Andrew’s heart to ache.As he watched her pink lips move, he felt a sudden, uncontrollable urge to touch her.Reaching out, he lightly touched the corner of her mouth, causing Lydia to stop mid-sentence, her eyes wide in surprise.Wythe, hidden in their booth, also widened his eyes in shock. Uncle Fraine was touching Mom!The air around them see
"Maybe this isn’t so bad, right?" Andrew murmured softly, silently protecting the woman he loved. Seeing her happy was enough for him.…The cheerful sound of an alarm clock rang out, waking Wythe from his sleep. Groggily, he opened his eyes and glanced at the calendar on the clock, instantly becoming alert. Today was his birthday!Wythe jumped out of bed, quickly got dressed, and knocked on Lambert and Lydia's bedroom door."Mom, Dad, wake up! Wake up!"Lambert opened the door and immediately picked Wythe up, planting a kiss on his forehead. "Good morning, darling!""Dad! Your beard is prickly!"Wythe's small complaint elicited a laugh from Lambert. "Is it? Then I’ll shave it off right away.""Dad, did you forget something?"Wythe blinked his big eyes, staring at Lambert. His adorable expression melted Lambert's heart. Lambert lifted Wythe onto his shoulders. "Of course I didn’t forget. Happy birthday, darling!"Wythe beamed, giving Lambert a big kiss on the cheek. He loved his dad t
Once Lydia calmed down, she realized Lambert had already come in. Given Wythe's presence, it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to leave.Seizing the moment, Wythe turned to Lydia and said, "Mom, can I stay with you tonight?"Lydia nodded without hesitation. "Of course you can! Where else would you stay?"As she spoke, she shot a glance at Lambert, her eyes clearly indicating that she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. He was just too much to deal with.Unfortunately, Lambert didn't take the hint and instead asked, "Lydia, you only have a small bed here. Wythe won't fit; I think he should stay at my place."Although it was just next door, Lambert's place was vastly different—a spacious two-hundred-square-meter apartment with three bedrooms and two living areas, while Lydia's was only about ninety. As soon as he moved in, Lambert had redecorated one of the rooms specifically for Lydia.Before Lydia could respond, Wythe looked at
No matter how upset Lydia felt, Lambert followed her like a shadow. However, he managed to avoid any more foolish actions after their earlier confrontation, even going so far as to apologize.He was humble, hoping to cheer her up, but she remained as cold as ice, leaving him in despair."Dad, I've arrived at Y City Airport! Come pick me up!"When Lambert received Wythe's call, he felt like a savior had arrived. Ever since their argument over Lydia's job, she hadn't spoken to him at all. Initially, she wouldn't let him in, and now she didn't even open the door. If she saw it was him through the peephole, she would resolutely stay inside!With that attitude, even Lambert's best efforts were useless.Wythe's arrival was the perfect catalyst to break the deadlock. Delighted, Lambert headed straight to the airport after dropping off Lydia's meal, as usual.Meanwhile, Lydia was fuming at the sight of meals consistently hanging on her door. She cou
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;