It was late at night, and the neighborhood where Lydia lived was quiet. Wythe’s shouting was particularly conspicuous. Afraid of attracting unnecessary trouble and delaying the plan to rescue Nydia, Odgen ordered the bodyguards to knock Wythe out.
Seeing this, Lydia struggled desperately, but it was futile.
Frustrated, Odgen knocked her out too. He left a bodyguard to look after Wythe and then took Lydia out of the house.
After leaving the neighborhood, Odgen dialed Odelia’s number. Odelia, seeing the call, smiled playfully. The show was finally about to begin, and she was excited.
"Odelia, I have Lydia. Where do we exchange the hostages?" Odgen’s voice was urgent; he didn’t want to waste a second. His long-time wife was being held, and he couldn’t let her suffer.
To Odgen, Lydia was the cause of all the problems.
If not for her, none of this would have happened, and Odelia wouldn’t be so crazy. It was onl
Upon hearing that Odgen had arrived, Nydia's eyes lit up with hope. Surely he had come to rescue her!Meanwhile, Lambert was deeply suspicious of Odelia and her associates' demeanor towards Odgen's arrival. Why were they so pleased? Had Odelia struck some other deal with his father behind the scenes?Lambert's unease grew, realizing he had underestimated Odelia. Her cunning was truly surprising.Soon enough, Odgen was brought in, accompanied shockingly by the unconscious Lydia. In an instant, rage surged within Lambert as he rushed forward, attempting to seize Lydia."Stop him!" Odelia quickly ordered her henchmen. Lambert found himself outnumbered and blocked, forced to watch helplessly as his father and Odelia continued their "exchange".Odgen's gaze fell upon the bound Nydia, eyes reddened with fury. He demanded of Odelia, "I've brought the person, now release Nydia!""Dad!" Lambert interjected angrily, "You can't do this!""Why ca
"Lambert, what should we do now? You have to save your mom. She's been through hours of this torment, and I'm worried her health won't hold up much longer," Odelia said urgently.Lambert clenched his lips tightly, feeling helpless for the first time. If it had only been his mother, he might have found a way, but now he had to comply with Odelia's demands.Odelia was exhilarated; she had never imagined that controlling others' fates could be so thrilling and empowering. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face contorted with a terrifying expression."Lambert, how about I give you a chance?" Odelia said, her voice tinged with a sinister edge.Lambert's gaze turned cold as he awaited Odelia's next words, knowing they wouldn't be good.Odelia walked over to where Nydia and Lydia were bound. "You can only take one of these women with you. The other one will pay with her life for my child. How does that sound for a deal?"Lambert bit his lip, a hint of b
Only Lydia understood how terrible this feeling was.Fear inexplicably filled her body, and her limbs, stiff from being bound for so long, could only obey Odelia's commands.Lydia shook her head desperately. "No! I don't hate her!""Really? You must hate her. Let me help you. Just kill her, and it will all be over! No one will force you to leave Lambert. Isn't that good?" Odelia's voice was loud and mocking.Lydia trembled all over. Her hands and feet refused to obey her, but to Odgen and Nydia, Lydia clearly seemed under Odelia's spell."Lydia, what are you doing? Lower your gun! Do you even know who you're aiming at?""I'm sorry, I don't want to, but I can't control my body..."Odelia laughed triumphantly. "Yes, that's right! Just like I said. Pull the trigger, and you won't have to endure the Halsey family's scorn anymore. You won't have to separate from Lambert because of their objections. Isn't that great?"Nydia looked at
Odgen's heart-wrenching cry echoed through the air, causing Lambert to shut his eyes in agony. He embraced his father tightly, pleading, "Dad, please don't do this... Mom is still waiting for us..."As Odgen's emotions began to subside, tears blurred his vision. He looked suddenly aged, stumbling into the emergency room.Lambert, equally distraught, didn't even glance at Lydia standing nearby. He followed his father inside, his heart heavy.Tears streamed down his face; this was his mother, who despite opposing his marriage and orchestrating his future, had always loved him.Nydia, pallid and weak, her gaze unfocused, lips drained of color, knew her time was near. She summoned all her strength to catch Lambert's eye.Lambert dropped to his knees beside her bed, bowing his head deeply. "Mom, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"Regret consumed Lambert. If only he hadn't been so headstrong, or if he had temporarily accepted Odelia's conditions, perhap
Frustrated, Wythe had no choice but to turn to Thera for help. Perhaps as an adult herself, she could comfort his mom properly.Thera arrived shortly after receiving the call. Just minutes ago, Lambert had called her asking to take good care of Lydia.As she pondered over what was going on with this family, Wythe called again, making Thera realize something serious had happened.Arriving at the villa past nine in the morning, Thera brought breakfast, knocking on the door.Wythe answered; the mature child's eyes welled up as he choked out, "Godmother, Mom came back and went straight into her room. She looks like she's been hurt..."Thera hugged Wythe and ruffled his hair. "I understand, Wythe. Go have your breakfast. I'll take care of your mom."Wythe nodded obediently, while Thera knocked on Lydia's bedroom door.Inside, Lydia sat motionless by the door, eyes vacant, tear streaks dried on her face. She curled up, consumed by profound
"Alright, silly girl, you need to understand. His mother just passed away, and everyone's emotions are raw. I heard his father still hasn't woken up! Lambert might have been acting impulsively. You can't let that define you, okay?" Thera said, trying to console Lydia.Lydia nodded, clutching Thera's sleeve like a lost child. "Thera, tell me what to do. I'll do whatever you say."Sighing softly, Thera replied, "Okay, first, let's get you something to eat. Then you can rest a bit. In the afternoon, we'll go to the hospital together to see Lambert, alright?"Lydia eagerly agreed, "Okay! I'll go eat right now."Relieved that Lydia was cooperative, Thera thought to herself.It's good she's still willing to listen. If she retreats into herself completely, I won't know what to do.After lunch, Thera accompanied Lydia to the hospital where Ogden was in a VIP room.Lambert was just returning with lunch for his father when they arrived. His exp
"Lambert, do you really hate me that much? Even if I told you that what happened with your mother was unintentional, you still won't believe me?"As the elevator was about to reach the ground floor, Lydia suddenly blocked the door and quickly pressed the button to go back up.At the very least, this would give her a few more moments with Lambert.Since the incident, Lydia had been in a daze.She couldn't believe she had actually shot Nydia, couldn't believe the event had made headlines, and couldn't believe that because of Nydia's death, Lambert seemed like a completely different person.The warmth and passion of the past were gone, and his attitude towards her was even colder and more ruthless than when he had initially lost his memory.Facing Lydia's questioning, Lambert pressed his lips tightly together. It wasn't until the taste of blood filled his mouth from biting himself that he came back to his senses.God knows how much he wa
Andrew felt frustrated. Maybe he shouldn't have distanced himself from Lydia's affairs to avoid his own feelings.He loved this woman deeply, and even though this love seemed humble and foolish, he couldn't ignore her.Seeing the guilt in Andrew's eyes, Thera sighed inwardly. Fate was indeed cruel.If Lydia had fallen in love with this gentle man in front of her, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many uncontrollable events. But love is something that no one can control.After Andrew assured them he would take good care of Lydia, Thera left with Wythe.Andrew stayed quietly by Lydia's side, his eyes never leaving her face.Lydia's sleep was restless.Her brows were furrowed in pain, and her eyes were tightly shut, with long lashes casting a faint shadow under her eyes, adding a touch of fragility to her appearance."Lambert... Lambert... Don't, don't leave me..."Suddenly, Lydia mumbled in her sleep, tears rolling down