When Lydia woke up, the sunlight outside was just right, making her eyes sting as she opened them.She instinctively raised a hand to shield herself from the sun, reflecting on everything that had happened yesterday. She felt a sudden pang of embarrassment.She couldn't believe she had exposed her most disheveled self to a man she somewhat fancied.And to make matters worse, she had blindly followed him home. Though nothing seemed out of line between them yesterday, she couldn't help but blush."You're awake?"A low, seductive voice slipped into Lydia's ears, causing her to involuntarily look up.The man in front of her seemed to have just come out of the bathroom, his hair still dripping, clad only in casual pants.His upper body was bare, the sunlight accentuating his bronzed skin, accentuating his muscular physique. Lydia couldn't help but marvel at his perfect muscle definition.As a fashion designer, Lydia had seen plenty of male models shirtless, but this man, who seemed to be a
Lydia felt remorseful and guilty as she reached up to rub her still-drowsy temples, cautiously placing the phone against her ear."Wythe~""Madam! Do you remember you have a son?" The usually tender voice sounded unexpectedly cold today. Lydia could almost picture her son's small face looking serious and indifferent.Her heart sank. Oh no! This time, Wythe was truly angry!"Sweetheart, let me explain. It's like this—after the press conference yesterday, I wasn't feeling well. Then, I met a friend, and...""And you just went home with your friend? Without even a call or text to me!" Despite the calm tone on the other end of the line, the accusation was clear, making Lydia realize she was in trouble."I'm sorry, honey. Mom neglected you. How did you get home yesterday? Did you have dinner?""Now it's morning, and you're only concerned about whether I had dinner? Isn't it a bit late for that?" The little guy was quite proud."I'm sorry, really sorry. Mom knows she was wrong. I really for
Lambert had prepared a set of light yellow dress for her, which accentuated her already fair skin, making her look even more delicate.There was still a blush on her face from their previous passionate encounter, and her long black hair hung softly behind her, fresh and pure, like a newly emerged swan, beautiful enough to make Lambert unable to take his eyes off her.Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lydia adjusted the hem of her dress. Her face blushed slightly. "Is it appropriate for me to wear this at my age?""No, it's perfect for you!" He admired her from head to toe with burning eyes, not missing a single detail."Then, shall we go quickly? Wythe must be waiting anxiously." Lydia turned her head slightly, avoiding Lambert's eyes.His deep and scorching gaze seemed to drown her instantly."Just a moment!" Lambert paused, picking up a dry towel he had prepared earlier from the sofa and covered Lydia's head. "Dry your hair before we go. A few minutes won't matter."Lydia felt warm inside,
Wythe stood by the window, watching his mother step out of a luxury car worth millions.Then another man emerged from the car, tall in stature, towering over his mother, who only reached his chin.The man wore a tailored suit, his face handsome, and most importantly, his mother didn't refuse his kiss!Wythe's little face tensed up, his almond-shaped eyes spinning around. His intuition told him that this man must be the Mr. Halsey his mother had mentioned before!Seeing this scene, Wythe couldn't help but sigh.Indeed, the man had a strong presence, no wonder his mother forgot about him! However, as he continued to watch, Wythe furrowed his brows.Huh? Why did he feel like he recognized that man's face?He pressed his face against the window, puzzled.Then it hit him. He understood! That man's face was exactly like what he imagined his own would look like when he grew up!The indifferent and serious expression, the sharp and handsome features, everything looked exactly like himself!Co
A few days later, Saturday, the weather was clear!Early in the morning, Lydia got up. She had an important exhibition today, and a few models were coming over for interviews. The studio had just moved here from Paris, and there was a lot to start anew, so she had been busy lately!After hastily preparing breakfast, Lydia knocked on the door, "Wythe, are you up yet?""Not yet..."Wythe's drowsy voice came from inside. Lydia's eyes softened with indulgence, "Alright, then you can sleep a little longer. It's Saturday anyway, but don't forget to have breakfast. If the milk is cold, you can heat it up again. There are sandwiches on the table. I'm off to the office!""I know! Bye, Mom!" came the soft voice from the room."Bye, sweetheart!"After exchanging greetings with her son, Lydia hurried downstairs.Glancing at the time, she realized she needed to be quicker, or she might miss today's morning meeting.At this moment, Wythe wasn't lying in bed either.He had already gotten up early an
The executives left the conference room one by one, unable to contain their curiosity. Wasn't the child at the reception desk? Let's ask the receptionist to take a photo and send it to the internal staff group.Meanwhile, the receptionist was buzzing with excitement on her phone.Receptionist: Boss's son spotted! Attached is a photo.Finance: Wow! The resemblance is uncanny!Receptionist: He's here with me, looking for his dad, Lambert! He's adorable!Wythe wasn't aware of what the receptionist was discussing with others. He just felt the strange gaze from the pretty lady, but he didn't have the energy to pay much attention to this peculiar lady now.Despite his calm appearance, Wythe was somewhat nervous. Would his dad meet him?At the same time, the subsidiary general manager, Gordon, had also arrived at the reception desk. At the sight of Wythe, one thought occupied his mind: Damn! This kid is definitely the boss's own flesh and blood! There's no way they could look so alike withou
In the director's office of a hospital, a man in a white coat lounged with his legs crossed. He didn't look like a doctor; rather, he seemed more like a rogue.His name was Horace, Lambert's family doctor and childhood friend.Suddenly, Horace's phone buzzed twice. He picked it up and slid the screen open, revealing a message from someone named Lambert:"Urgent, come quickly!" Below was an address."Huh? Why would he suddenly text me? I just did his check-up the day before yesterday, everything seemed normal. Could something unexpected have happened?" With this thought, Horace's face quickly became serious. He knew it was quite normal for Lambert, with his status, to encounter unexpected events. He just wondered who had dared to confront him this time.With that in mind, Horace quickly got up, not even bothering to change clothes, grabbed his medical kit, and went out for a house call. Ten minutes later, Horace appeared before Lambert.Pushing open the boss's office door, Horace imme
"Gurgle..."Hearing the sound coming from Wythe's stomach, Lambert couldn't help but want to smirk. The feeling of blood connection was truly wonderful. Looking at this child was like seeing his past and his future!Wythe felt extremely embarrassed as he covered his stomach. It was almost noon now, and he had only eaten a sandwich and drank a glass of milk in the morning. Feeling hungry now was normal!"Let's go, let's have lunch first!"While Wythe awkwardly fumbled, Lambert directly approached and lifted the child. He's quite heavy!It seemed that the mother had raised the child well. Maybe he could double the amount he had originally planned to compensate her with! Anyway, the woman probably had the same goal in mind.In the moment Lambert's strong arms lifted him, Wythe realized the difference between his father and mother.Compared to his mother's soft embrace, his father's embrace was firmer and warmer, with powerful arms. The cool scent of mint was just like what he smelled on