"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
Lambert was momentarily stunned, then quickly answered the call. Upon seeing Lydia's name on the screen, his expression softened rapidly.He seemed to forget about the meeting entirely, waving his hand to dismiss everyone and then answering the call."Lydia..."The sudden change in the boss's demeanor left the department employees bewildered.Wasn't this their cold and imposing boss, who could make grown men tremble in fear just moments ago?How could he transform into such a tender husband with just one phone call?However, the department heads were secretly relieved, silently applauding the timely call from the boss's wife.Whoever spread rumors about the boss having a mistress should be dragged out and punished.Judging by the boss's behavior, it was evident that he deeply cared for his wife!Lambert had no intention of continuing the meeting. Since the day Lydia left with their child out of anger, he hadn't been able to contact her.His calls went unanswered, and he couldn't find
Moreover, during this period, Wythe had been catching up on a lot of insider information about the aristocratic families.He knew that in families like the Halseys, having one or two illegitimate children was normal.Consequently, Lambert's previous hundred percent expectation had dwindled to less than sixty percent now, especially with the sudden appearance of an inexplicable third party carrying his child.Looking at Wythe's stubborn little face, Lambert felt an inexplicable heartache. "Darling, no matter what, you are my son, Lambert's son, my one and only treasure! Besides, I never even touched that woman!"Wythe fixed his gaze on Lambert. "Don't think you can deceive me just because I'm a kid! That woman doesn't have superpowers; where did her child come from if you didn't touch her?"Lambert was rendered speechless by his son's words.Then, without a word, Wythe opened the door and got out of the car.He faced Lambert and said, "I'll take the bus back by myself, you don't need t
"Lydia, look at what Wythe has become by staying with you! Does he show any of the nobility of a prestigious family's heir? Of course, coming from a lowly background yourself, we didn't expect you to raise a proper child, but we can't let this child waste away in your hands!""Why waste words on her? Now that Wythe is with us, let's leave immediately!"Nydia, clearly disdainful of continuing the conversation with Lydia, ordered her men to take Wythe away.Thrown to the ground by the bodyguards, Lydia watched helplessly as Wythe was taken away.Her heart felt as if it was being ripped apart. In a desperate move, she clenched her teeth and rushed towards Wythe without regard for anything else.Nydia sneered at Lydia's actions and ordered her men to block her. "Lydia, don't waste your efforts!""Mom!"Wythe's eyes were red, though he didn't cry. Instead, he stared angrily at the Halsey parents, his lips tightly pressed together.The bond they had painstakingly built was now shattered. Th
Lambert's gaze turned cold. "So what if I am? I've told you before! Lydia is my wife, and Wythe is my son. What you're doing now isn't just hurting them—you're hurting me!"Nydia's face turned a deep shade of blue with anger, her once-beautiful features now twisted in rage. Her eyes burned with venom as she looked at Lydia.She deeply regretted not having discreetly dealt with this woman when she first appeared, sparing them from this confrontation now.Odgen stepped forward, supporting the stumbling Nydia, and scolded, "Lambert! Is this how you treat your parents?"Lambert took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. "Don't push me to my limit."Nydia, consumed by fury, stepped forward and raised her hand to slap Lambert. He caught her wrist, his gaze icy. "Mother, are you sure you want to do this?"Nydia froze, her body stiffening under his cold stare.She gritted her teeth but finally let her hand drop.Odgen, equally infuriated, thought for a moment before speaking. "If you
Lydia then realized they had come prepared; perhaps their ultimate goal was for her and Lambert to divorce.Previously, she had only noticed the bodyguards, completely unaware that they had also brought a lawyer!A pen was thrust into Lydia's hand, her fingers trembling, nails turning white from the pressure. Her face was pale, and her fragile expression was heart-wrenching."Why aren't you signing? Are you trying to stall?" Nydia's tone was harsh.Lydia pressed her lips together, looking at Nydia. "You don't need to say more. I'll sign."Lambert stood there, watching the scene unfold, feeling a deep sense of absurdity.The woman he loved most and the parents he once deeply respected were now sharply opposed, completely ignoring his presence as the main party involved.Divorce? How could they even suggest such a thing? And what infuriated Lambert more was that Lydia was actually about to sign!Just as Lydia's pen was about to touch the paper, Lambert stepped forward and grabbed the di
"Lambert, at this rate, you could almost switch careers to become a nanny!" Horace teased, noticing how expertly Lambert cradled the baby.Unfazed by his friend's jest, Lambert beamed with happiness. "You wouldn't understand if you don't have kids. Once you get married, you'll know. This is my legacy, and I didn't get to care for Wythe when he was a baby, so I'm determined to be hands-on with Candice."No one could truly grasp this sense of compensation!Horace rolled his eyes, clearly at a loss for words. It was pointless to engage with someone so enamored with fatherhood.While the men gathered to chat, Thera leaned closer to Lydia and whispered, "So, Lydia, are you really back together with Lambert?"Lydia nodded. "Yeah. After everything that happened, I realized I need to cherish every single day. And Lambert is sincere—I can feel it.""That's great!" Thera sighed in relief, finally putting her worries to rest."What about you, Thera? I see you and Andrew getting along quite well!
At this moment, Lambert felt completely at ease. It seemed that Lydia's earlier words were not just talk; she was genuinely ready to give them a chance!A smile crept onto Lambert's lips, but there was no time to think of anything else; he needed to take care of their baby, Wythe. Thanks to the maternal training classes he had attended with Lydia, he had learned a lot about caring for newborns. Gently, he picked up his daughter and quickly checked her diaper, only to find that she had wet it.With nimble hands, he changed her diaper, and the little one fell back asleep. Looking at her innocent face, Lambert's heart melted. This was his child, the result of his and Lydia's love.The baby slept soundly, and Wythe had been temporarily taken away by Bob, who had come to deliver some items. Now, only Lambert and Lydia remained in the room, but Lydia, having slept quite a bit earlier, was no longer drowsy."Are you still feeling unwell?" Seeing Lydia frown slightly, Lambert asked with conce
Lambert glanced at his son's disapproving expression and was momentarily at a loss. "Wythe, you might've looked even more wrinkled than her when you were born, yet look at you now—a handsome young man," he teased, smiling at his daughter. Though wrinkly, he found her to be the most beautiful and precious little girl.Wythe huffed proudly, his lips in a slight pout. "I wasn't this ugly! Besides, you didn't see me when I was a baby." A hint of sadness crossed his face; he hadn't been as lucky as his sister—he hadn't had his dad by his side when he was born.Hearing the touch of bitterness in his son's voice, Lambert immediately understood. Wythe was jealous, understandably so. For all his maturity, Wythe was still just a child. For his first five or six years, he had only his mother and no father. He often envied kids with both parents, and when Lydia finally returned home, her on-again, off-again relationship with Lambert had left Wythe hurt and forced him to grow up faster than other
Lambert paced restlessly in the hallway, nearly losing his mind. Every moment was agonizing, with Lydia's screams from the delivery room piercing his heart. He prided himself on being strong, yet in that instant, he felt an overwhelming urge to flee, especially as her cries of pain echoed through. Angry at himself, he slapped his own face—Lydia was suffering because of him, and he'd never realized how terrifying childbirth could be."Calm down. This is what childbirth is like," a woman nearby said kindly. She was the mother of a little girl, and both she and her husband couldn't help but notice how visibly nervous Lambert was. "You've been through this once before, so you should be able to handle it," she added."Why isn't it over yet? Is she in danger?" Lambert's mind was in turmoil, fighting the urge to rush inside and see Lydia himself.The little girl's father stepped in, attempting to reassure him. "You and your family will be just fine," he said. The man recalled his own frantic
At that moment, Lydia was on the verge of total collapse, as if her entire world had crumbled in an instant, and sorrow overwhelmed her.What had she done? What had she been doing these past days?She had been recklessly indulging in Lambert's affection, without any sense of gratitude or restraint. Now, she regretted her actions deeply. If only she had known this day would come, she would never have argued with Lambert or dismissed his love and efforts out of a misguided sense of pride.All she wanted was for him to be safe, to live happily with her and their children, never to be apart.Lydia's vision blurred as she stood in shock, unable to step closer to the crowd to confirm what had happened. But through a gap, she caught sight of a blood-red stain spreading across the ground. The sight was so jarring that it felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest."Mom, are you okay?"Wythe ran over, panting, to see Lydia sitting dazed on the ground, staring at the red stain in
Lambert's words made Wythe roll his eyes, secretly exasperated. What was going on with his dad? Wasn't everything decided? Why was he suddenly backing out at the last moment?Men! Their thoughts are just impossible to figure out!Lambert had indeed changed his mind unexpectedly. He didn't want to deceive Lydia, even if it was just a harmless joke. Something about it felt wrong. Even if it was to bring them closer, lying to her didn't seem right.Wythe's plan had been simple he wanted Lambert to stage an accident, making it seem like he'd been hit by a car. He was certain his mom would show her true feelings; if she still cared for him, there was no way she'd just stand by. It was a good plan, but now that the moment had come, Lambert didn't want to test Lydia this way.People's feelings shouldn't be tested.Wythe grew increasingly anxious. They'd prepared everything, but now his dad was retreating? That wasn't like him at all! Taking advantage of n
Half a month had passed since Lydia's last check-up. Lambert continued caring for Lydia with the same attentiveness, unbothered by her cold attitude towards him. Although her indifference saddened him, he was undeterred; his determination grew in the face of difficulty, a testament to his personality.But little Wythe had had enough. He felt it was time to give his parents a nudge towards reconciliation. Yes, it was his turn to step up!So, one morning, when Lambert went out early to buy groceries as usual, Wythe found an excuse to tag along. Lydia didn't think much of it; over time, she had noticed Lambert's earnest efforts and couldn't deny feeling somewhat touched, even if her heart remained conflicted. Deep down, she feared reopening herself to love, only to be hurt again.After all, "Once bitten, twice shy," as they say. Lydia never saw herself as particularly brave—in fact, in love, she was timid and afraid. She longed for a peaceful, uncomplicated l
Once, Lydia believed she and Lambert would grow old together, inseparable and loyal. But her genuine love had only brought repeated hurt and disappointment. That's why she had fled Nova City, leaving behind everyone she knew, so this time, she refused to open her heart again.Lambert sighed, his tone gentle. He knew Lydia wouldn't easily open up to him again, but he didn't mind; he was willing to wait. Determined, he led her to the prenatal clinic, aware of the many tests ahead—ultrasounds, blood tests, monitoring the baby's heartbeat—a series of over ten examinations. Each department was exceptionally busy, requiring an immense amount of patience.Throughout, Lambert remained unwaveringly attentive, showing no sign of impatience. He stayed by Lydia's side with the eager anticipation of any expectant father, his heart fully in it.Before the ultrasound, Lydia needed to drink water, but Lambert, inexperienced in these matters, hadn't prepared any. She didn't feel inclined to remind him
Happiness, it seems, makes people wish the same for those around them. Like the husband in the next hospital bed—he had the sense to keep quiet the moment he sensed the tension between Lydia and Lambert.Lambert didn't seem to mind Lydia's sudden outburst. He simply took off his suit jacket, now stained with soup, and said regretfully, "The soup spilled, Lydia. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer. I'll have someone bring a new one right away! Why not have a piece of cake to tide you over?"Lambert's calm demeanor only made Lydia feel as if her anger was landing on nothing but soft cotton, frustrating her even more. What was Lambert up to? Was he mocking her on purpose?It was infuriating!Lydia knew her emotions were out of sorts lately. Ever since Lambert left, she hadn't had much of an appetite. When she found out his trip was delayed, everything around her began to irritate her. It was as though a cloud of anger clogged her heart, but she couldn't find a way to let it ou