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
"Alright, stop talking. Does your stomach still hurt?"Odelia nodded, her voice soft and weak. "It still hurts a little. Lambert, do you think the baby will be alright?"As she spoke, she pulled Lambert's hand to her abdomen.Lambert stiffened for a moment at her touch but still gently massaged her stomach with great tenderness.This glaring scene felt like a sharp knife stabbing into Lydia's heart.She found it hard to breathe, and instinctively took a step forward, grabbing Lambert's hand."Lambert, it's me, Lydia! Have you forgotten everything we've been through? When we got married, you promised to never leave me. But what is this now? How long has it been, and you've already forgotten your vows?"Large tears fell onto Lambert's hand.He frowned deeply, the cool tears strangely burning his heart, causing an intense, almost scorching pain.The dense pain in his heart made Lambert very uncomfortable. Almost instinctively, he pushed Lydia away.Lydia stumbled back a few steps, lookin
Lydia thought for a moment before giving Ronald her number. Ronald happily accepted it and gave her his number in return."Amélie, if you ever need any help, don't hesitate to call me!"Lydia felt a warmth in her heart. Whether or not it was just a polite gesture, she was deeply moved.After Lydia left, Roxanne, noticing Ronald's lingering gaze on Lydia's retreating figure, tugged on his sleeve, clearly displeased. "Ronald, since when are you so interested in an older woman?"Ronald glanced at her. "What do you know? She is Amélie! The woman hailed as a miracle worker in the fashion industry. Besides, my mother is very fond of her! I thought I was mistaken earlier, but to see her here…"Ronald paused, his expression a mix of regret and reflection.Roxanne couldn't comprehend Ronald's sentiment.She rolled her eyes, clearly unable to accept the situation and feeling wary of Amélie.It wasn’t often that a woman caught Ronald's attention so quickly.Unbeknownst to Roxanne, Ronald’s inter
Nydia was deeply unsettled by the persistent appearance of Lydia in Lambert’s life.If Lambert regained his memories, all their previous efforts would have been in vain.She could not allow this to happen. Fortunately, her probing suggested that Lambert hadn’t been bewitched by Lydia.Nydia felt somewhat reassured, but she was unaware that her actions had already planted seeds of suspicion in Lambert’s mind.After comforting Odelia, Lambert found himself alone on the deck. He retrieved the ring Lydia had thrown at him from his pocket.The ring was well-polished, indicating how much its owner cherished it. Inside, he noticed the engraving "L&L."Staring at the distant, tumultuous sea, Lambert’s eyes grew darker.Could it be that everyone around him had been lying to him?Lambert's expression turned cold. If this were true, he had been nothing but a puppet since waking up. A man like Lambert could never tolerate such a situation.After some thought, he dialed a number, "Hello, I need yo
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