"Think about it, if I marry Lambert in the future, the one who will be hurt the most is you!"Odelia spoke sincerely, touching the reporters with her kindness.But before the emotion could settle, a sudden voice interrupted the scene."Odelia! I return the same words to you! You'd better leave Lambert willingly, or be ready to receive a court summons!"Everyone turned to see Lydia standing at the door, holding Wythe by the hand.Lydia's unexpected arrival caused an uproar; no one had anticipated that the "mistress" Odelia had mentioned would show up so boldly, even bringing a child along!Today, Lydia was dressed in a sharp black business suit skirt, her long black hair elegantly pinned up.The suit perfectly outlined her stunning curves.Beside her, Wythe wore a small shirt and suspenders, his face almost identical to Lambert's, looking stern and mature, instantly charming many in the room.Odelia panicked for a moment, not expecting Lydia to appear so openly! However, there was no r
"Odelia, ..."The sharp questions from the reporters made Odelia's face turn pale.She instinctively covered her belly, trying to feign discomfort to avoid facing the facts.Perhaps she didn't need to pretend, as her excessive nervousness was indeed causing her to feel unwell.At that moment, the hotel door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and two teams of bodyguards entered, forcibly parting the crowd to create a path.The reporters grew even more excited, as if injected with adrenaline. Someone else was coming? It seemed today's dramatic scene was far from over!"Who said Odelia is not part of our family anymore?"Odgen's powerful question instantly gave Odelia confidence. She brightened up and straightened her back, greeting them, "Uncle, Aunt, why are you here?"The appearance of Odgen and Nydia generated another flurry of camera flashes. Under the lights, Nydia smiled gently as she stepped forward to hold Odelia's hand, not even glancing at Lydia as she passed by.Lydia
Just the thought of their usually obedient son defying them ever since meeting this woman made the old couple feel extremely frustrated."Lydia, don't get too proud of yourself. Lambert is only temporarily infatuated with you. Who knows what the future holds? You better watch yourself!" Odgen's words showed mild disapproval, but Nydia's statement clearly placed her on the opposing side.Everyone at the scene was focused on the unfolding events, speculating on what might happen next. Some even wondered if things would escalate into a physical confrontation.Odelia, standing beside Nydia, was visibly pleased.So what if Lydia was with Lambert? Without the approval of the Halsey parents, Lydia's position as their daughter-in-law would always be precarious.No one likes having someone they dislike around constantly.Odelia was particularly pleased because if Lydia and Odgen were on bad terms, it might extend to her child.As long as Odelia could produce a male heir, her position would be
Lydia had long given up on trying to understand what their criteria were for judging if she was a qualified daughter-in-law.Now, she truly didn’t care anymore. As long as Lambert stood firmly by her side, that was enough.Seeing Lydia remain silent, Wythe took the initiative to respond, “That’s not right. My mother taught me well, but I can’t say the same for you. Every time we meet, nine out of ten times it ends in a fight!”“So you always stand by Lydia’s side? Haven’t you considered that this woman might be using you? You’re too young to understand and realize you’re being used,” Odelia chimed in, desperate to assert her presence.Wythe looked at her with utter disdain, “Aunt, it might be impolite, but I seriously doubt your intelligence. This is my mother, the person I love the most, who gave birth to and raised me. If I don’t protect her, should I protect you? Besides, if a person doesn’t love their own mother, are they even human?”Wythe’s words stunned everyone present. They f
Odgen calmed down, but Nydia wasn’t ready to let it go. “Nonsense? Who’s really being nonsensical here? You’ve abandoned your fiancée at home, still entangled with Lydia. If it wasn’t to deal with your mess, would your father and I have come here?”Lambert raised an eyebrow, “Mom, are you sure it’s because of me? Isn’t it for this woman named Odelia?”“She’s your fiancée!”“She’s not! My wife has always been one person, and her name is Lydia!”“But she’s carrying your child now!”“Are you sure that child is mine?”Lambert’s mocking smile made Nydia’s heart skip a beat. “Lambert, what are you saying?”Odelia, emotional, also chimed in, “Lambert, don’t you believe me? The child is definitely yours! Have you forgotten that night…”“Shut up!”Lambert was thoroughly tired of this woman’s persistence. He turned to his parents, “Dad, Mom, do you really want to continue this discussion here?”Odgen hesitated, but Nydia waved it off, “There’s nothing to hide. Why can’t we discuss it? We can sc
Nydia’s heart nearly stopped at the sight of the blood. "Quick, take her to the hospital!"Odelia, crying, said, "Auntie, do you believe me now? This child really is Lambert’s! I didn’t want to keep him at first, but now, I can’t bear to lose him..."Nydia held her hand tightly, desperately trying to comfort her. "Enough, Odelia, don’t speak anymore. Rest well. We’re going to the hospital now. Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one will bully you."She was extremely anxious; after all, Odelia was carrying her grandchild."Thank you, Auntie!" Odelia finally closed her eyes, pretending to faint.Lambert took a step forward, wanting to say more, but Odgen glared at him. "What else do you have to say? Don’t think I don’t know about your little tricks. Horace helped you with that fake paternity test, didn’t he? You’ve really outdone yourself, using such a method to shirk responsibility!""Don’t you believe me?" Lambert frowned."Do you think Odelia would go to such lengths to stay in the
"Well, as long as you understand," Flora sighed, "regardless of whether Odelia marries into the Halsey family, for your future’s sake, you can’t have a fierce daughter-in-law."Nydia sighed deeply, resonating with Flora’s words. "Flora, you’re absolutely right. But my son won’t listen to us. It’s as if he’s bewitched. Who knows what spell that vixen has cast on him.""You can’t let the younger generation do whatever they want. You are the parents, after all."They chatted as they walked toward Odelia’s hospital room. Upon entering, Flora immediately saw Odelia’s conspicuous bandage and rushed over."My poor Odelia, what happened? Why did you do this to yourself?"Odelia, looking pale but spirited, saw Flora and Nydia enter and quickly tried to sit up. "Aunt, Auntie, you’re here...""We’re family, lie down. Is your head still dizzy?" Nydia’s voice was incredibly gentle, which would astonish Lambert and others if they were present.Odelia forced a weak smile. "I’m fine now. Thank you fo
Lydia glanced at him but said nothing more.By the time they got back, Wythe had fallen asleep in the car, prompting Lydia to voice her lingering doubts."Lambert, what are your intentions?" Lydia's voice was calm, though Lambert sensed an underlying unease in her tone. He pulled the car over, turning to face Lydia."What's troubling you?"Lydia pursed her lips. "Nothing. I just think if you can't bear to..."Lambert narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low and dangerous. "Bear what? Ignore Odelia and let her ruin what we have between us?"Lydia's eyes flickered as she tightened her grip, murmuring softly, "I didn't mean it that way. It's your choice."Lambert stared at her for a long moment before sighing deeply. Then, with a firm hand under her chin, he made her meet his eyes.Tenderness softened his dark gaze, and without hesitation, his lips covered Lydia's rosy ones.His tongue traced her lips gently yet firmly, parting them before her attempt to escape, intertwining with her li
"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