Reality proved much more challenging than Lydia had anticipated.Lambert's parents strictly controlled access to his room, and Lydia had no one to help her.She was truly at a loss.One day, taking advantage of a moment when Nydia and others left, Lydia donned an outfit she had specially bought from a nurse, and, with a nervous heart, attempted to sneak in as she had done before.At first, everything seemed to go smoothly. The bodyguards didn't stop her. However, just as she was about to reach Lambert's bedside, a voice halted her."Wait a minute!" Lydia's steps froze, her fingers trembling slightly as she instinctively lowered her head.Odelia, eyeing Lydia's back suspiciously, had only gone out to buy some water. Why was a nurse here now? No one should be doing rounds at this hour."Who told you to come in?"Lydia feigned calmness. "Dr. Horace gave last-minute instructions to do another check-up.""Really? Then hurry up!" Odelia, not giving it much thought, sat on a sofa nearby and
“Andrew, how do I look?” Lydia asked nervously.“You look stunning, absolutely captivating. You’ll surely be the center of attention,” Andrew replied, unable to hide his admiration.Lydia blushed slightly. She wasn’t seeking the attention of everyone, just Lambert’s.Once ready, they both got into the car and headed to the Queen Hotel, where the banquet was being held.On the other side, Nydia and Odgen had already arrived at the hotel early. Nydia skimmed through the guest list, her eyes landing on a particular name.“Did you send an invitation to that Andrew?” she asked, frowning.Odgen chuckled. “Is there a problem with that?”Nydia frowned deeper. “He’ll surely bring Lydia with him. If Lambert sees her and regains his memory, all our efforts to make him believe Odelia is his wife will be for nothing.”“Don’t worry, they won’t even get a chance to meet. I’ve already made arrangements,” Odgen assured her confidently.Feeling a bit more at ease, Nydia nodded. “As long as you have thi
With this realization, Lambert suppressed the inexplicable feelings in his heart and left with Odelia. Lydia, noticing Lambert’s departure, felt unable to stand still any longer.She quietly followed them, hoping no one would notice.Andrew, aware of Lydia’s intentions, also followed her closely.Lambert found the event dull and had no intention of lingering at the hotel. He planned to leave through the side entrance with Odelia.Since he didn’t recognize the guests, he saw no reason to waste time mingling with them.Lydia hurriedly pursued them, intending to wait for Lambert at the side entrance. However, to her surprise, Lambert was nowhere to be seen.She frowned, searching around. She was certain she had seen Lambert and Odelia heading in this direction. Based on her understanding of Lambert, he would likely leave early.“You’re really relentless, aren’t you?” A familiar, mocking voice sounded behind Lydia, causing her to frown. Turning around, she saw Nydia.Nydia approached with
Andrew's suit, once pristine for the party, now hung loosely in his hand, and his tie was nowhere to be found. His shirt had two buttons undone, revealing a pale chest.His face was flushed, and the strong smell of alcohol and his unsteady steps made it clear he was drunk.Lydia was puzzled. How could Andrew be this drunk? At the hotel, he had only had a few sips.Seeing Andrew almost stumble, Lydia rushed to support him. "Andrew, are you okay?"Andrew's eyes were slightly red, and he gripped Lydia's shoulder tightly, causing her pain."Lydia!""I'm here! Andrew, you're drunk. Let's get you to the sofa so you can rest while I make some coffee."Lydia struggled to drag Andrew to the sofa, finally letting out a sigh of relief as she did so. She rubbed her sore shoulder and got up to make some coffee.At that moment, she felt a strong grip on her hand. Andrew pulled her with such force that she felt dizzy. When she regained her senses, she was met with Andrew's pained and determined gaze
Lydia's face was pale, and her dark eyes were filled with unspeakable sorrow."Do you really have to leave?"After a long pause, Andrew finally spoke.He knew that his actions yesterday had frightened Lydia, but he never expected her to be so resolute about leaving."I'm sorry, Andrew. I should have left long ago. It's just that the house at SG Manor wasn't ready before. Now it's time to move."Lydia had bought the house at SG Manor specifically for herself.Due to various reasons, she hadn't moved in. But after what happened, she felt that staying here was selfish.Lydia had spent a sleepless night reflecting. Since her return, she had unconsciously treated Andrew as family.When her father schemed against her, her ex-husband betrayed her, and she was all alone, Andrew's presence felt like the brother she had always yearned for.She indulged in this sense of "family," unaware of the harm it caused Andrew.Clenching her fists, Lydia's face turned even paler. How could she have been so
Ogden quickly followed suit. "Since you can't eat, let's have a good chat. Someone, clear these dishes and bring some desserts and drinks."The butler swiftly carried out the instructions, and soon the table was cleared of the food, replaced by plates of exquisite desserts set before Odelia."Odelia, let's talk!"This was the first time Nydia had spoken so seriously to Odelia since she moved into the Halsey house, making Odelia sit up straight unconsciously."Auntie, whatever you need to say, please just tell me directly. I'll definitely do my best."Nydia smiled. "You're a smart child; I don't need to say much. But you understand Lambert's situation. While we've all accepted you, Lambert's feelings are something you need to win over yourself. He has forgotten his past, which is the best and maybe the only chance for you!""I know!" Odelia nodded.She was well aware that her current position beside Lambert was sheer luck.If Lambert hadn't lost his memory, how could she have ever ente
However, what puzzled Lambert the most was that he felt almost nothing towards her.It was as if the woman lying on the bed shouldn't be the one in front of him.This strange sense of dissonance made Lambert sit gentlemanly on a nearby sofa, avoiding further glances at Odelia after that initial look.Odelia was furious.Here she was, lying on the bed looking sexy and alluring, and Lambert didn't even spare her a glance.He had instead sat on the sofa and turned on the television!Could the TV program be more attractive than her?Biting her lip in frustration, Odelia struggled to contain her anger.After a moment, she decided that if the mountain wouldn't come to her, she'd go to the mountain.She got off the bed and slowly approached Lambert, sitting beside him.Her pale fingers traced Lambert's skin, moving teasingly. "Lambert..."Odelia breathed softly into Lambert's ear, her voice low and sultry, her posture enticing. She wrapped her arms around his waist, finding his firm, toned b
“Are you really going to take down those bodyguards? Your legs are thinner than their arms. How can you fight them?”“Who said anything about fighting?” Wythe pouted. “Mom, you underestimate me. Violence is the most foolish way to solve things. We need to use our brains! Besides, I’ve come up with three different plans, A, B, and C. We’ll find a way!”Wythe’s little face was full of pride!Lydia felt her mood lift inexplicably. She reached out and ruffled Wythe’s hair. “Alright, little man, Mom is counting on you tomorrow. But for now, let’s go to bed so we’ll be in good spirits.”Wythe nodded vigorously, rubbing his head against Lydia’s shoulder, yawning. “Mom, I know! Will you sleep with me?”Lydia nodded at her son’s rare display of affection. She lay down with Wythe, watching his face that resembled Lambert’s so much, and slowly drifted to sleep.The next morning, Lydia woke up to find Wythe already up, holding a beach ball in one hand and a remote control airplane in the other, s
Lydia looked at the foot basin, her cheeks reddening slightly. This had become a routine for Lambert, who had read somewhere that foot soaks and massages could ease swelling for pregnant women. So, he made it his mission to prepare a foot bath for her every day at the same time.At first, Lydia was quite resistant, but with Lambert's persistence and Wythe's innocent pleas, she eventually gave in.Now, Lambert was crouched down, without concern for his appearance, gently removing her shoes. Seeing Lydia's noticeably swollen feet filled him with worry. Was this foot bath helping at all? Why was her swelling still so bad?It was Lambert's first time caring for a pregnant woman. He had heard of all the challenges women face during pregnancy, but witnessing it firsthand, especially with someone he loved deeply, stirred a strong, indescribable tenderness within him. He felt an overwhelming desire to protect Lydia from any pain, to the point of wishing he could bear it all himself.Lambert c
The next morning, when Wythe woke up, he found his mother looking at him with gentle eyes. Unable to resist, he leaned in and kissed Lydia, then nuzzled against her shoulder, seeking comfort.Lydia felt a warm flutter in her heart; her child had missed her. A wave of guilt washed over her as she stroked Wythe's little head. "Wythe, I'm sorry for not saying anything before and leaving you behind."Wythe, despite his previous frustration, had come to understand that his mother had no choice. "It's okay, Mom. I've grown up and can understand your decisions. Just promise that wherever you go, you'll take me with you.""Of course!"As they chatted warmly in the living room, Lambert stood in the kitchen, facing a daunting array of ingredients. He had done some research beforehand and learned that pregnant women needed balanced nutrition, preferably from home-cooked meals, since who knew about the hygiene of outside food?Determined to prepare a meal for Lydia, Lambert decided to cook. After
Once Lydia calmed down, she realized Lambert had already come in. Given Wythe's presence, it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to leave.Seizing the moment, Wythe turned to Lydia and said, "Mom, can I stay with you tonight?"Lydia nodded without hesitation. "Of course you can! Where else would you stay?"As she spoke, she shot a glance at Lambert, her eyes clearly indicating that she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. He was just too much to deal with.Unfortunately, Lambert didn't take the hint and instead asked, "Lydia, you only have a small bed here. Wythe won't fit; I think he should stay at my place."Although it was just next door, Lambert's place was vastly different—a spacious two-hundred-square-meter apartment with three bedrooms and two living areas, while Lydia's was only about ninety. As soon as he moved in, Lambert had redecorated one of the rooms specifically for Lydia.Before Lydia could respond, Wythe looked at
No matter how upset Lydia felt, Lambert followed her like a shadow. However, he managed to avoid any more foolish actions after their earlier confrontation, even going so far as to apologize.He was humble, hoping to cheer her up, but she remained as cold as ice, leaving him in despair."Dad, I've arrived at Y City Airport! Come pick me up!"When Lambert received Wythe's call, he felt like a savior had arrived. Ever since their argument over Lydia's job, she hadn't spoken to him at all. Initially, she wouldn't let him in, and now she didn't even open the door. If she saw it was him through the peephole, she would resolutely stay inside!With that attitude, even Lambert's best efforts were useless.Wythe's arrival was the perfect catalyst to break the deadlock. Delighted, Lambert headed straight to the airport after dropping off Lydia's meal, as usual.Meanwhile, Lydia was fuming at the sight of meals consistently hanging on her door. She cou
Lambert presented himself as refined, but his underlying dominance was unmistakable. "That's not the case, Principal. I'm just worried about Lydia's health. She's pregnant, and she's caring for a class full of four- and five-year-olds. If something were to happen, it could be very dangerous for her."The principal furrowed her brow, eyeing him curiously. His concern seemed more like that of a family member than a parent. "While your point is valid, we've already considered this. Surely, you wouldn't expect her to be dismissed? After all, maternity leave is an option now...""Maternity leave is limited," Lambert replied firmly. "Besides, you must know that Lydia can't stay here forever."The principal felt uneasy. Lambert's demeanor and attire suggested he was no ordinary individual; why would he want his family working in such a small place? Something felt off."On what grounds are you so sure?" she asked.Lambert responded with unwavering confiden
Meanwhile, Lydia was feeling quite emotional in her room. The impact of seeing Lambert, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, was overwhelming. He had lost quite a bit of weight, and from his words, it seemed he had been eager to find her ever since he left.It would be a lie to say she wasn't touched; he truly cared about her. She had always held onto him in her heart and never let go. However, the idea of going back because of this was unlikely; after all, she was a stubborn person, and once she made a decision, it wasn't easy to change her mind.Lydia hoped that Lambert would take the hint and leave soon so her life could return to normal. Otherwise, her heart would be in turmoil!As Lambert, whom Lydia hoped would leave, was knocking on the door next door, an elderly man in his sixties opened it, eyeing Lambert suspiciously.Lambert straightened his clothes and spoke with a gentle tone, "Hello, I'm Lambert. The thing is..."Lydia, completely obl
Using their son as a shield might seem a bit embarrassing, but it was undeniably effective. Sure enough, upon hearing Wythe's name, Lydia paused her resistance to Lambert. She struggled to move her legs and began to make her way toward her home.What should have been a short ten-minute walk turned into a half-hour ordeal due to Lydia's difficulty in moving. During this time, she even awkwardly made a trip to the restroom. As she entered the later stages of her pregnancy, not only had her legs swollen, but her trips to the bathroom had also increased significantly. Just moments ago, she had finished a latte, which made the situation even more awkward—suddenly needing to find a restroom while walking.Lambert, while unaware of the many inconveniences pregnancy could bring, couldn't help but feel like a negligent husband and father as he watched Lydia struggle. He realized he knew nothing about what she was going through. Seeing her in such discomfort made his heart
Lambert closed his eyes, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. He had truly found Lydia!"Sorry, Lydia, I think I got a bit carried away!"Could this be a dream? If it is, he hoped he'd never wake up.Lydia was at a loss for words. This wasn't just being a bit excited; he was clearly overwhelmed!She decided to change the subject. "Lambert, how's Wythe doing?" Her son was the person she cared about most, and the one she felt she owed the most to."He's fine, but he really misses you. I didn't expect that after all this time, you wouldn't even call once."Hearing this, Lydia lowered her head, guilt washing over her. In some ways, she knew she hadn't been a very good mother. She had neglected her son for her own feelings."I'm sorry..."Lambert sighed softly, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "You don't need to apologize, Lydia. It's all my fault. If I hadn't misunderstood you, you wouldn't have felt the need to leave Nov
Debby felt a sudden jolt, her ears turning bright red. Being caught doing something wrong and exposed in public was a uniquely uncomfortable experience."Uh, I..."Lambert's heart raced. Could it be that he finally found the right place? Was Lydia really at this kindergarten?Fearing he might startle her, he spoke gently, his tone patient. "Debby, there's been a misunderstanding between Lydia and me. I care about her deeply, and I can't lose her. I don't know how you've interpreted our situation, but as her friend, I assume you want her to be happy too?"Debby hesitated at his words. Was this man truly a scoundrel? Upon reflection, Lydia had only mentioned that she had divorced her partner and left Nova City due to some circumstances. She had never spoken ill of her ex-husband, so perhaps she had misjudged him?Debby's expression shifted, yet she still seemed unsure. Lambert seized the moment to ask, "Debby, Lydia hasn't left, has she?""How