"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
Lydia's heart sank to the bottom.The pendant was something Lambert had personally purchased as part of a set that included her bracelet and the necklace Wythe wore.Lambert cherished these pieces and wore them close to him at all times.If Odelia had it, there could be no doubt about the intimacy between them.Wythe's face turned grim. He clenched the pendant hanging around his neck, his lips pressed tightly together.That morning, before they left, Wythe had asked Lambert about wearing the matching diamond set since they were dressed in coordinated outfits for the family celebration.Lydia wore her bracelet, and Wythe wore his necklace, but Lambert's pendant was mysteriously missing.Lambert had explained it might have been left somewhere in their villa, and they didn't have time to look for it. Now, here it was, surfacing in such a distressing manner.It was ridiculous.Lydia instinctively glanced at her bracelet, feeling a wave of dizziness. Lambert had betrayed their marriage, in
"Not watching the traffic light, do you have a death wish? Damn it! If you want to die, don’t drag me into it!"Andrew turned his head, his usually gentle face now dark and cold. He snapped at the driver, "Get lost!"The driver, stunned, spat out a curse before speeding off. Lydia sat on the ground, dazed and unaware of what she was doing.Wythe was the first to regain his senses. He whispered, "Thank you for saving us."Andrew quickly helped them up, asking, "Are you both okay?"Lydia instinctively shook her head, but Andrew noticed her arm and knee were scraped. Wythe, in his long sleeves and pants, was better off.Andrew frowned, wanting to reprimand Lydia, but seeing her distraught state, his heart softened. He sighed and gently helped her up."Lydia, come with me for now. We’ll talk about everything later."Lydia finally nodded and followed Andrew to the car.Meanwhile, back at the hotel, things weren’t going smoothly for Lambert. After the initial shock and surprise, he regained
Andrew brought Lydia and Wythe home, harboring his own private intentions but genuinely hoping Lydia could find happiness again."Lydia, what do you want for dinner? How about we go to the supermarket together?"Andrew tried to distract Lydia, but his attempts were futile. She locked herself in the guest room as soon as they entered the house, even kicking Wythe out.Wythe, deeply worried about Lydia, was upset about Lambert's sudden revelation of a child. Despite his anger and sadness, he quickly came to terms with it.Before returning to the country, he and his mother had lived just fine.Even if Lambert was no longer his father, as long as his mother was by his side, he could be happy.Fathers are indeed too fickle!Andrew was disappointed that he couldn't get Lydia to come out, but Wythe tugged at his clothes, "Uncle Fraine, can you get me another cake?"Andrew suddenly remembered that today was Wythe’s birthday, which had been ruined by the unexpected woman's intrusion.His heart
"What does Odelia want to talk about?"As soon as they sat down, Lambert went straight to the point, but this Odelia wasn't about to let Lambert off that easily. She stirred her coffee with a smile."The coffee here is good. You should try it!"Lambert's expression darkened. "Do you want to talk or not? If not, I don't see the point in wasting time."Odelia gracefully pushed the stirred coffee towards Lambert. "Don't be so impatient. You nearly scared me! Remember, I'm pregnant now. If you give me a fright, you'll have to take care of me."Lambert remained silent, his gaze sharp on Odelia. His intuition told him she was not an easy woman to deal with. She seemed thick-skinned yet elusive. His concern now was whether she would really be willing to take the money and leave.Regardless, Lambert wanted to give it a try.Taking a deep breath, Lambert controlled his emotions perfectly. "Odelia, I don't know what you're thinking, but I can tell you straight up, I will not marry you. And as f
Lydia had already stood up from the rock, her long hair flying in the wind.The sunset's glow illuminated her, making her look like an angel ready to leave this world.She stood there, gazing at the turbulent sea, a thought surfacing in her mind:Jump! Since life was so painful, why should she continue to endure?Step by step, she walked forward. Just as she was about to reach the edge of the rock, a voice, heart-wrenching, shattered the air. "Mommy!"Lydia froze, slowly turning her head. Then she saw a small figure running towards her against the sunset.He ran so urgently, tears streaking down his face, his small face red from the exertion, yet unable to stop his steps.Suddenly, he seemed to step on something, tumbling forward, but he quickly got up again.Lydia stood there motionless, her gaze still empty, feeling nothing as she watched the scene unfold.Yes, she didn't care about living anymore, so why should she care about anything else?Lydia turned away and continued walking f
Upon hearing this, Lydia couldn't help but burst into tears!Andrew didn't stop her, only holding her tighter.Lydia nestled in his arms, crying uncontrollably, as if she wanted to wash away all the sadness.Lydia didn't know how long she had cried. In a daze, Andrew helped her into the car.Both Lydia and Wythe were exhausted.As soon as they got into the car, they fell into a deep sleep, not even having dinner!And thus, Wythe's sixth birthday slipped away into the stream of time!When Lydia woke up the next day, it was already noon. She smelled the aroma of food as she got up. Wythe was already happily sitting there, gnawing on a chicken leg.Lydia felt guilty when she noticed his slightly swollen eyes and numerous bruises on his tender arms from yesterday's fall.Lydia's heart clenched. She noticed Wythe looking at her and forced a smile. "Mommy, are you awake? Uncle Fraine made my favorite chicken legs! Do you want some?"Lydia walked over and lifted him onto her lap. "Sorry, bab