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
"…"The newcomers were Flora Zigler and her niece, Odelia!Nydia was the first to greet them, a look of delight on her face. "Flora, why did you come so late? I was afraid you wouldn't make it today! Come, have a seat. We saved a spot just for you."Flora's well-maintained face was clouded with anger. She pushed Nydia aside. "Nydia, I'm not here to celebrate your grandson's birthday. I'm here to settle a score with you!"Nydia was taken aback. Seeing Flora's fury and realizing something serious was up, she managed a strained smile. "Mrs. Zigler, today is Wythe's birthday. Can we discuss this privately later?"Standing with Lambert, Lydia felt a sudden unease. The glamorous woman who had entered with Flora hadn't taken her eyes off Lambert. Lydia felt a pang of anxiety, and when Odelia noticed her gaze, she smirked provocatively.Lydia instinctively stepped back. Lambert, noticing her discomfort, asked, "What's wrong?"Lydia shook her head, hoping she was overthinking things.Flora had