"I think it looks like a pregnant mistress confronting the wife."
"Not necessarily. Maybe the pregnant one is the wife. Mistresses nowadays are bold and wouldn’t kneel."
"She might be a slut, acting all weak and pitiful..."
"Alright, let's just watch!"
"…"
Lydia felt uneasy. What was this woman up to?
Odelia began to cry. "Lydia, please stop clinging to Lambert. You have so many young, talented men around you, like Andrew and Mr. Arliss. Even without Lambert, you would do just fine. But I only have Lambert, and now I'm carrying his child. I can't lose him, and the baby needs a father. Please, have mercy on my child."
Lydia’s face turned pale, her lips tightly pressed together. Odelia’s kneeling made it seem like Lydia was forcing her.
Lydia stood up, intending to leave, but Odelia clung to her legs.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!"
Lydia's face darkened further. She felt like she was de
As the car stopped at the entrance of the neighborhood, Thera noticed a tall man standing outside Lydia's villa.Recalling the reports from the bodyguards and Lydia's previous words, she immediately understood the man's identity.Thera's anger surged.Holding Lydia with one hand and Wythe with the other, she strode toward Lambert.Seeing Lydia and her son, Lambert's expression softened, his eyes filled with a faint affection. "Lydia, you're back!""Mr. Halsey!" Thera's tone was icy. "Why are you standing here all day? Are you here to disgust our Lydia? Do you think she's easy to bully because she has no family? Let me tell you, from the day she became my god-sister, the Arliss family has been her family."Lambert was taken aback but quickly responded, "Thera, I...""Don't 'Thera' me! We're not close. What do you want?"Lambert felt like he was dealing with a fierce sister-in-law. He composed himself and said respectfully, "I don't intend to do anything until Lydia forgives me. I just
Lydia lowered her head, her emotions complicated.The food tasted bland in her mouth, and her long eyelashes trembled, masking her nervousness.Suddenly, a slender hand reached across the table and touched Lydia's chin.Startled, Lydia instinctively slapped it away. "What are you doing?"Lambert's hand was immediately reddened by the slap, but he didn't seem to mind.He kept his eyes fixed on Lydia. "Nothing, you had a piece of vegetable on your face."Lydia blushed at his words, feeling a mix of anger and embarrassment.She lowered her head and resumed eating, her mouth moving rapidly, looking just like Wythe beside her—like two hamsters.Wythe, observing the scene, rolled his eyes internally. Even with amnesia, Dad's tricks were still top-notch.The breakfast was awkward and bizarre, though Lambert found it immensely satisfying. After breakfast, Lydia thought Lambert wouldn't bother her again.However, within half an hour, he returned, this time claiming he had no cleaning cloths an
Lydia tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Finally, she got up, exasperated, and quickly ran to the door, throwing it open.Lambert was sitting on the steps outside his villa, head lowered in thought.When he saw Lydia open the door, he smiled brightly, like spring flowers blooming.Lydia's mood lifted involuntarily, though she coughed to steady herself. "Why are you sitting outside my door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"Lambert, looking somewhat helpless, said, "I forgot my keys and can't get into my house. Could I possibly...""Don't even think about it!"Lydia cut him off before he could finish.She knew his borrowing things earlier was just a pretext to get closer. That damned Lambert, she wouldn't be fooled again!She went back to her room and slammed the door shut. She didn't want to admit it, but her heart had fluttered when she saw Lambert outside.Watching the door close, Lambert sighed. It seemed he was destined to sleep outside tonight. He wrapped hi
Lydia, exhausted, fell asleep without realizing she had been moved back to bed.Feeling the warmth next to her, she instinctively curled into Lambert's embrace, everything so natural and familiar.Lambert, equally satisfied, closed his eyes again.The atmosphere was peaceful and warm.When Lydia woke up again, she was stunned. She was wrapped around Lambert like an octopus, feeling the familiar warmth from his body.She widened her eyes in surprise, her mind swirling with confusion. How did this happen?She distinctly remembered falling asleep by the bedside.How did she end up in bed, shamelessly hugging Lambert?Oh no, how embarrassing!Lydia's face turned red. She wanted to push Lambert away but feared waking him, so she carefully extricated her limbs.However, in her nervousness, she tripped on the sheets and fell heavily onto Lambert.Lambert couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer. He groaned and opened his eyes.Lydia, extremely embarrassed, jumped out of bed before he could s
Lydia's face turned purple as she read the post.This was outrageous! These people had no idea what they were talking about, spreading rumors like that!Seeing his mom's distressed expression, Wythe hurriedly reassured her, "Mom, don't worry, I'll help you!"Taking a deep breath, Lydia sensed a connection between this incident and Odelia.Thinking of Odelia led her to think of Lambert, the man who had provoked this woman.So, when Lambert arrived with food to thank her, he found himself locked out.Lambert was puzzled. What was happening? Women's minds were truly unfathomable!Feeling a bit down after being shut out, Lambert wondered if Lydia had discovered his little act.Feeling somewhat guilty, he resigned himself to wait outside again, this time directly at the villa's gate.With a tall, handsome man standing at the gate holding food, the neighbors couldn't help but be curious.Although Lydia and her son had recently moved in, they were well-liked in the community, especially by t
Wythe sat in front of the computer, his small hands dancing across the keyboard.Characters and barcodes rapidly appeared on the screen.Lambert raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Wythe, what are you doing?"Wythe's little face was serious as he pouted slightly, not even glancing at Lambert. He only uttered two words, "Counterattack!"Lambert was stunned. He looked at Lydia. "This..."Lydia, knowing that Lambert had forgotten the past and didn't remember Wythe's intelligence, explained, "Wythe has been fascinated by computers since he was little. He has already finished studying books on computer programming. He's writing a program now that will automatically hack any computer that posts videos or negative comments about me."Lydia's tone was full of pride, while Lambert was left speechless.He knew he had a superstar son adored by the nation, but he hadn't realized the boy was a genius!Wythe didn't turn to look at his parents, but his ears perked up.Hearing Lydia proudly introduce wha
Ever since Lambert helped Lydia deal with the negative comments online, he had noticed a subtle change in her attitude towards him.There seemed to be an inexplicable reliance, and their time spent together also allowed Lambert to rekindle his father-son relationship with Wythe.Like now, the father and son sat cross-legged in front of the TV, each holding a game controller, playing a racing game. Their identical expressions were amusingly endearing.When Lydia entered with a tray of fruit, she found the two arguing over who had better skills. It was a novel and delightful experience to witness."Alright, alright, stop arguing. You've been playing for over an hour now. Wythe, don't you care about your eyes? Or do you want to end up wearing glasses?"Wythe stuck out his tongue. "I know, Mom. I'll do my eye exercises in a bit. I promise I won't get nearsighted!"Lambert chimed in, "I'll keep an eye on Wythe."Wythe pouted. "I don't need Dad to watch me. If Dad has time, he should spend
With Lydia's permission, Lambert sat on the edge of the bed, placing Lydia's leg on his lap.Lydia felt extremely awkward and was about to object when a wave of tingling numbness spread from her calf.It felt like a thousand ants were biting her, causing her to cry out in pain. She looked up at Lambert, noticing his focused expression.In truth, when Lambert first touched Lydia's smooth calf, his thoughts began to wander.If it weren't for his strong willpower, he might have already done something he would regret.To maintain control, he focused all his attention on massaging Lydia.Lambert poured some medicinal oil into his palm and began to massage up and down Lydia's calf.After the initial uncomfortable tingling, a burning pain set in, making Lydia feel utterly miserable. She bit her lip to stifle her sounds, but occasional soft moans still escaped her lips.Unbeknownst to Lydia, her involuntary sounds were making Lambert's muscles tense.The smooth, delicate skin under his hands,