After speaking, Lambert turned and headed back towards the reporters, aware of the mess he still needed to clean up. Just the thought of it gave him a headache.But suddenly, Odelia made a move.She rushed forward and tightly hugged Lambert's waist, forcefully dragging him toward the cliff's edge.Normally, Lambert could have easily shrugged her off, but he had been injured just the day before.The impact on his back wound sent pain shooting through him, making his vision blur and causing him to stumble.Odelia sensed Lambert's weakness.With a crazed determination, she felt it was fate helping her, convinced that Lambert was meant to be with her—even if it meant dragging him to hell.Her eyes, red with mania, shone with a fanatical glow as she managed to pull him to the edge of the cliff.The reporters, too far away and battling the strong wind, hadn't realized the gravity of the situation, thinking Odelia and Lambert were merely arguing.Lydia, who had been watching Lambert intently
Odgen's face lit up with joy. "Lambert, you really agree?""Yes, I agree!"Odgen, delighted, patted Lambert's shoulder reassuringly. "Alright, you rest well. I'll go contact the lawyer immediately!"As Odgen left the hospital room, he spotted Lydia dozing on a nearby lounge chair. He frowned, intending to leave quietly but then changed his mind and approached her."Lydia!"Startled, Lydia woke up and quickly stood up. "Uncle Odgen!"Odgen snorted, "Lydia, go home. What are you doing here?""Uncle Shen, I didn't mean any harm. I was just worried about Lambert. How is he?""My son doesn't need your concern. He's fine now! You should leave before he sees you and gets upset, hindering his recovery."Lydia was initially stunned by Odgen's words, then elated. "Lambert is awake? That's wonderful! Uncle Odgen, can I see him?"Odgen's patience was wearing thin. "Lydia, can't you read the room? I've already told you that none of us like you. Have some self-respect and stop disrupting our lives.
"How can this be? After all, he is his father, and now he is so lonely..." Lydia's voice trailed off as she noticed Thera staring intently at her. "Did I say something wrong?""Lydia, do you know? Sometimes, you are too kind. Maybe it's because of this kindness that so many people like you. But sometimes, kindness alone is not enough, or you'll be abandoned by the world."Lydia was confused, but Thera continued, "What I mean is, if you could be a bit more selfish, you might not care about Odgen's fate. But you're not that kind of person, and I believe Lambert wouldn't be that selfish either. However, this way, you won't be able to deal with Odgen, who is doing everything he can to stop you from being together."Lydia's expression darkened. She longed for a complete family, but it always seemed out of reach.Thera patted her head. "Don't overthink it. Let things take their course. Sometimes, divorce isn't the end; it might be a new beginning. Don't forget, you still have a loyal guardi
"Moreover, Wythe is a boy. In his upcoming growth, having his father by his side would be better," Lambert argued logically, clearly wanting to keep Wythe with him.However, only he knew that if Wythe stayed with him, he could at least see Lydia in the future. Otherwise, their connection would be completely severed.Lydia's eyes were already red.She stared at Lambert, speaking each word clearly, "No need to trouble Mr. Halsey. If you're worried about Wythe's upbringing, rest assured, I'll find him a father he's satisfied with soon!"Lambert clenched his fist secretly, while Odgen narrowed his eyes, glancing between them. "Enough, both of you. Lydia, if you disagree with this divorce agreement, we can modify it."Lydia nodded. "Fine, I want custody of the child! After all, you should know by now, Wythe chose me!"Lambert wanted to say something, but Odgen held his shoulder. "Lambert, Lydia is Wythe's mother. Believe that he will grow better with his mother. Besides, there will be othe
Seeing the concerned look on her son’s face, Lydia’s feelings of grievance and discomfort surged up once again. She hugged Wythe tightly.“Wythe, from today onwards, it’s just you and me.”Lydia’s voice choked with emotion.Although Wythe didn’t know what had happened to his mother, he instinctively hugged her back.“Mom, no matter what happens, I won’t leave you.”Lydia didn’t speak for a long time, and the mother and son leaned on each other until Lydia’s phone rang.Lydia snapped back to reality and picked up the phone. Seeing the number on the screen, she hesitated for a moment before finally answering.“Lydia, where are you now? Are you okay?” Andrew’s voice sounded anxious and worried.“Andrew, I’m at home. Did something happen?”“Is the news on the internet true?”Although Andrew knew it was a bit too much to ask at this moment, he desperately wanted an answer.Lydia was still a bit confused, but Wythe, who had heard the call, had already opened the computer.Unlike a few days
He mainly feared that in a moment of excitement, she would take the initiative to find Lydia, which would be awkward.Meanwhile, as Andrew was asking his mother for tips on how to pursue Lydia, Lydia had already started packing."Mom, are we really going out with Uncle Fraine?" Wythe asked, folding his clothes and placing them in his small suitcase.He looked up at Lydia. He knew his parents had divorced, and now his mom was traveling with Uncle Fraine.This clearly meant Uncle Fraine was pursuing her, and from the looks of it, his mom was somewhat accepting his advances.Wythe felt a bit down.He understood what divorce meant. Some kids at his kindergarten had divorced parents, and the looks others gave those kids made him uncomfortable. Plus, he was sad about it himself.Seeing the forlorn look on her son's face, Lydia felt a pang of guilt.Adults' actions often had consequences for their children.She knew the divorce from Lambert had upset Wythe, but he had never complained.If sh
Elegant and refined, Andrew stood beside Lydia. They really did look quite suited to each other.Even though Lambert understood that he had no right to reproach her—after all, he had been the one to initiate the divorce—seeing the woman he loved traveling to France with another man so soon after their separation filled him with a jealousy he couldn't suppress.Yes, jealousy.As much as he hated to admit it, that was the undeniable truth.He was jealous of Andrew, jealous that he could openly stand by Lydia's side, hold her hand without hesitation, and even make her smile.Lambert's long fingers swiped across the screen, hesitating to delete the photos because Lydia was in them.He never realized he could be so indecisive. His lips curled into a self-mocking smile. Since he had chosen to divorce, why was he still so reluctant now?He had been so heartless facing Lydia before; she must hate him by now. Thinking of this, his heart sank.After a moment's thought, Lambert transferred the p
The sudden appearance of someone trying to replace his father should have been unacceptable.So when Wythe said such words to Andrew, he was overjoyed, feeling that this child might accept him."Wythe, I solemnly promise that I will take good care of and cherish Lydia. I will never let her shed a single tear or suffer any harm. I only wish for her to be safe and happy for the rest of her life."Wythe nodded, his big eyes showing a hint of reluctance before turning to relief. "Although it doesn't sound nice, I still have to say it: you must keep your promise. Otherwise, no matter what, I will take Mom away."Andrew breathed a sigh of relief and gently tapped Wythe's nose. "Wythe, you're still a kid. You don't need to worry about so many things. At your age, having fun is the most important thing. If you keep thinking so much, you'll turn into a little old man.""Hmph! If I'm a little old man, then Uncle Fraine, you're a big old man, an ancient old man. Let's see how you chase Mom then!