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
From Lara's words, Lydia gleaned some crucial information.First, these people were brought here by Downey and did not belong to the same modeling agency, so they were not very familiar with each other. This made Lydia feel quite relieved.Additionally, Lydia learned that they were here to entertain some wealthy businessmen and young heirs and would soon be taken to the main venue.She also heard that Lambert, the organizer, would be present there.With this new information, Lydia decided not to leave quietly but to follow the group, hoping it would be less conspicuous.With her mind made up, she felt much less anxious.Sure enough, it wasn't long before the flamboyant man named Downey approached them. "Listen up, when you meet those bosses, make sure you impress them. These people hold your future in their hands. If any of you plan to enter the entertainment industry, you'd better serve them well. They are your gods!"Downey's pep talk seemed to boost everyone's confidence.Those who
Ronald didn't pursue Lydia further. Knowing her name, he wasn't in a hurry.Since she was brought by Downey, he could easily find out more about her later.Putting Lydia aside for the moment, Ronald turned his attention to chatting with Lara.Meanwhile, Lambert left the party feeling irritable. He found such gatherings incredibly dull, but Odelia seemed to enjoy them immensely.Walking down the corridor, looking for a quiet place to smoke, he sensed someone following him at a distance.Lambert frowned slightly. Was it his imagination? Why would anyone be trailing him on this yacht?His eyes turned cold. Whether he had lost his memory or not, he wouldn't tolerate anyone plotting against him.He quickly turned a corner, then watched as a graceful figure followed suit.It was Lydia, who had been chasing after Lambert. She was now panting and searching anxiously for him. Lambert's frown deepened.He vaguely remembered this woman—she was supposedly the girlfriend of Sanctity Apparel Corpor
At that moment, a voice called out from the other side, "Annie, there you are! I've been looking for you everywhere!"Ronald stepped forward and grabbed Lydia's wrist, staring down Lambert. "Lambert, thanks for taking care of my person!""Let go of me!" Lydia angrily tried to shake off Ronald. "What are you doing? This is ridiculous!"Lydia admitted she was a bit angry, but her mind was also a mess. And now, of all times, a clueless young man had to show up.How could she properly talk to Lambert now?Even if he had moved on, she still needed to clear things up with him.Lambert had only recently heard of Ronald and knew of his bad reputation.Despite being the youngest of the Arliss family, Ronald was notorious for his lack of discipline.Seeing him with Lydia confirmed Lambert's suspicions."Come with me!" Ronald pulled Lydia, but she stubbornly refused to leave.Odelia, relieved, spoke up, "So Ronald, this is your person. Even if you like her, she can't just do whatever she wants.
Watching Ronald boasting in a serious manner, Lydia couldn't help but chuckle, feeling oddly better. She glanced at Ronald and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in young meat!""Tsk! No taste! I'm the school heartthrob!"With Ronald's antics, Lydia was thoroughly cheered up. She solemnly thanked Ronald, "Thank you, Ronald!""Okay, okay, enough of that. What are you planning to do next?"Rarely receiving such solemn thanks, Ronald felt a bit shy inwardly.The dynamics between people were indeed strange; some could know each other for years without becoming friends, while others could hit it off after just a brief encounter.As a playful young noble, Ronald was surrounded by either women aiming to climb the social ladder, sycophants flattering him, or those disdainful of him for having nothing besides his family background.Lydia, however, was one of the few who showed such sincere gratitude for a small favor he provided.If Ronald was initially more interested in Lydia, now he f
Just as Ronald was about to help his new friend, he was suddenly delayed by an unexpected visitor—his childhood rival.This old acquaintance insisted that Ronald accompany her throughout her visit, leaving him no choice but to oblige.Lydia, understanding the situation, let him go, feeling grateful for his efforts.Lydia wandered to the deck alone.Despite the bright sun, the cool sea breeze made the deck more refreshing than the stuffy interior. She stared at the vast blue sea, her mind a whirl of emotions."Lydia, you seem very relaxed, enjoying the view at a time like this. Truly admirable!" The sarcastic voice made Lydia turn, facing Odelia’s mocking face."Not as much as you, Odelia. Pretending to be the rightful lady of the house while being a usurper. Aren’t you afraid of the day the truth comes out and you’re left with nothing?"Odelia was taken aback.Previously, Lydia had always been tongue-tied in their encounters, leading Odelia to believe she was easy to bully."I didn’t
"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