Lydia excused herself, claiming she felt unwell, and returned to her room.She slowly walked to the window and looked outside.From her vantage point, she could see Lambert's figure.As the sky darkened, Lydia recognized Lambert's tall silhouette standing alone. The small red glow of his cigarette flickered in the night, making him appear inexplicably lonely.Lydia felt a tightness in her chest, an unexplainable sadness overcoming her.In the darkness, Lambert remained at his post, and Lydia continued to watch him from the window, her expression complicated.A knock on the door startled Lydia. She quickly moved away from the window and opened the door.Andrew stood there, holding a tray, his face filled with concern. "Lydia, how are you feeling? I made some of your favorite dishes. You should eat something."Lydia forced a smile. "Thank you, Andrew."Andrew sighed and set the tray down. He took a step closer to Lydia, his eyes filled with emotion as he spoke each word carefully. "Lydi
Nydia cast a sidelong glance at the reporter who had just rebutted her. "In love? How do you know? If they were truly in love, they wouldn't have encountered so many problems since their marriage, nor would they be living apart now."The reporters were in an uproar. "Mrs. Halsey, does this mean your son and Miss Lydia are definitely getting divorced?""That's correct!""Do you already have a suitable candidate for your daughter-in-law in mind?""Of course!" Nydia beamed as she held Odelia's hand. "This is Odelia, the daughter of a friend of mine. I think she would make an excellent daughter-in-law."As soon as Nydia finished speaking, a sharp-tongued reporter spoke up, "Odelia, it's well known that Lambert is deeply in love with Miss Lydia. Doesn't this make you a homewrecker?"Odelia responded gracefully, "Matters of the heart are difficult to explain. I won't comment on Lambert and Lydia's past relationship. Maybe they were once in love, b
Lambert was taken aback by Lydia's calm and distant demeanor.Did she not see the press conference?"Would you like tea or coffee?" Lydia's question felt oddly formal and distant, as if they were mere acquaintances.Seated on the couch, Lambert began, "Lydia, the TV...""I've seen the press conference," Lydia interrupted. "Congratulations.""Lydia, things aren't what they seem!" Lambert said, anxious and frowning, but it was clear Lydia didn't believe him."There's no need to explain. Are you going to tell me you knew nothing about what your mother said?" Lydia's smile was mocking. "Do you think I'm that gullible or foolish?""Lydia, I have no reason to lie about this. I just found out about it myself.""So?" Lydia raised an eyebrow. "What are you going to do?""I promise you, I'll give you an explanation."Lydia shook her head. "Lambert, I don't need an explanation. As your mother said, she never approved of us f
"I really envy you, being able to eat such delicious desserts every day," Flora said with feigned resignation.Nydia quickly took her hand. "What's there to envy? If you want, you can come over every day! Or I can have them delivered to you."Flora laughed, "I couldn't possibly do that. If my husband found out, who knows what he'd say about me.""What's the big deal? This is between us women. It's just a few pieces of dessert. We're practically family now, so why fuss over such trivial things?"Flora's smile became more genuine. "Exactly, who would have thought we'd end up being so closely related?""Indeed. I just adore Odelia!"Odelia jumped in, "Auntie, you're too kind. I'm not as perfect as you say. Otherwise, I wouldn't still be single at this age.""Perhaps fate intended for you to meet Lambert," Nydia said with a knowing smile.Odelia blushed, then put on a slightly bitter expression. "Lambert seems to dislike me. He nev
By the time Lambert snapped out of his thoughts, his car was already parked at the entrance of the complex.He got out and walked to that familiar spot, looking up at the second-floor window.He knew that was where Lydia lived, but now, he no longer had a place in that home.Lambert stood there for a long time, smoking cigarette after cigarette.Finally, he stubbed out the last one and strode purposefully towards the apartment building.He couldn't stay passive any longer.Since Lydia refused to talk to him, he would take the initiative.After the doorbell rang, he heard Lydia’s familiar voice, "Coming!"Then the door opened, and Lydia's delicate face appeared, making Lambert's heart flutter. Lydia was clearly taken aback as well.She thought she had made things clear with Lambert, but here he was again."What are you doing here?"Lydia's voice was cold and distant, trying to make Lambert leave on his
In front of them, thinking they had shaken off the paparazzi for good, Lambert was dismayed to find the pursuing car relentlessly closing in.Frustrated, he jerked the steering wheel in reverse. In that split second, due to the excessive speed, Lambert failed to notice a truck hurtling towards them from the side road.Everything seemed to happen in a blink of an eye.The truck grazed the front of the Maybach, sending the entire car crashing brutally into the guardrail.In that moment, without a second thought, Lambert spread his arms, shielding the two people he loved most in his life!The massive truck didn't stop either, colliding directly with the following press car, leaving no survivors inside.Five minutes later, the major traffic accident was reported, and the few survivors were rushed to the hospital.White walls, bustling doctors, the sharp scent of disinfectant—everything felt like a blur to Lydia.She felt as i
Lydia pursed her lips and walked directly towards the room door, only to be stopped by the two guards."Miss, you can't go in here!""I am Lambert's wife, I have the right to visit my husband!""Sorry, we only recognize Lambert's parents. Without their permission, no one can enter!"Lydia's face turned paler. She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger and worry. "Please, I'm really worried about him. I just want to take a quick look. Please."The two guards remained expressionless. Their employer was Nydia, so even if they sympathized with Lydia, they wouldn't let her in.Lydia's pleas fell on deaf ears. The guards stood there like robots, not giving Lydia any leeway.As Lydia fretted, a sharp voice filled her ears. "What are you doing here?"Lydia turned and saw Nydia standing angrily in front of her. Perhaps from taking care of Lambert in recent days, she looked somewhat haggard, her eyes bloodshot, giving her a more sinis
Moreover, she needed some rest.At eight o'clock in the evening, Lydia woke up on time. After eating something, she began to wait for Horace's arrival.Two hours later, there was a knock on the door of the ward. Lydia quickly got up to open it and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Horace."Horace, you're here."Horace looked at the nervous Lydia with some amusement. "Since I promised you, of course, I'll come.""Yeah, I know. So, Horace, shall we go now?""No, we need to wait a little longer. Nydia and the others have gone back now. There's only one nurse in Lambert's ward. Let's wait a bit. You should change your clothes first!"Lydia then noticed the nurse's uniform he was holding. It turned out he wanted to dress her up as a nurse.In order to see Lambert as soon as possible, Lydia didn't care much and quickly changed her clothes. Soon, a lovely nurse appeared in front of Horace.The light green