Lydia sighed. "Thera, as soon as you beckon, a crowd of men will be at your feet. How could you ever be alone?""I don't care. Wythe is mine! Either find another date or come with Andrew. I've already informed him. As for the rest, you handle it. That's that!"With these words, Thera quickly left Wythe's office, leaving him speechless.After getting into her car, Thera dialed a number. Soon, a soft voice came from the other end, "Godmother?""Wythe, I've taken care of it. Just wait and see. Your mother will definitely attend with someone.""That's wonderful. Thank you!" Wythe's voice was filled with joy.Thera, however, felt a bit worried. "Wythe, is this really okay? Helping to matchmake your mother and Andrew?""Of course, it is. Don't worry, Godmother. Everything will be fine. Mom is divorced now and fears being alone. Uncle Fraine will treat her well. Don't you think my plan is good?"Thera laughed. "It's quite good. Once Andrew wins your mother over, we must treat him to a grand
The children were playing happily, so much so that Wythe didn’t even notice Lydia’s arrival.Lydia had indeed come with Andrew today.Andrew was dressed in a white suit, looking as refined and elegant as a prince, while Lydia wore a mauve long dress, exuding intellectual elegance.Their entrance garnered considerable attention, given that it was, after all, an Arliss family gathering.The appearance of two unfamiliar faces naturally sparked curiosity.The Arliss family’s extended relatives whispered among themselves, speculating about Lydia’s identity.“Who are those two? I don’t think I’ve seen them before! But she seems quite familiar with the family—didn’t you see Andrew personally greet her?”“That child playing so well with the eldest’s kids called that woman ‘Mom’. Could she be an illegitimate daughter from somewhere?”“That doesn’t seem likely. I saw Grandpa call them over earlier, and he seemed quite amiable. Given Grandpa’s temper, he detests illegitimate children the most!”
Thera’s confident and natural demeanor left Thera at a loss for words.Ronald, on the other hand, glanced at the three of them with a half-smile and raised his glass. "It's an honor to have Lydia here, and who's this handsome fellow by her side? Lydia, aren't you going to introduce him? Or are you planning to surprise us?"Lydia felt a bit awkward, but Andrew smiled and said, "I've long heard of Ronald's charm and sophistication, and now I see it's true! I'm currently pursuing Lydia."Andrew's straightforwardness made Lydia's face flush, not from shyness but from embarrassment.She instinctively looked at Lambert, who remained expressionless as if he was oblivious to everything, which made her feel a deep sense of loss.Ronald continued, "Brother Chen has a keen eye, unlike some people who miss out on gems. I wonder if they ever regret it!"The previous remarks were subtle, but this one was an obvious jab. Lambert's handsome face showed no signs of being affected, which only added to
Seeing that Lydia seemed somewhat sober and not as drunk as he had imagined, Lambert was about to turn and leave when Lydia suddenly grabbed his collar.Lambert was taken aback, and then he saw the woman in front of him shedding large, heavy tears.“Lambert! Why? Why are you doing this to me?”Seeing her tears, Lambert felt a pang in his heart. He instinctively reached out to caress her face but quickly withdrew his hand, realizing it was inappropriate. “You’re drunk. I’ll have Thera take you home.”By this time, Lydia was thoroughly drunk. Her eyes were red, and she clung tightly to Lambert’s clothes, refusing to let him leave.Lambert felt a bit at a loss. He wanted to push her hands away but couldn't bring himself to do it.“Lambert... Lambert...”Lydia called out his name repeatedly, her tears falling like pearls, soaking Lambert’s shirt and piercing his heart.Lambert couldn’t care about anything else anymore. He scooped her up and strode toward his car.Lydia’s face was pale, he
Even though he knew everything before him was nothing more than a beautiful dream, and that once the dream ended, they would still go their separate ways, Lambert couldn't bring himself to let go.Lydia responded passionately to his kiss. Her small frame suddenly seemed to burst with immense strength, pushing Lambert onto the bed and straddling him. Her hands fumbled eagerly at his clothes, and her lips impatiently kissed his face.Lambert felt both amused and saddened. The usually reserved woman now behaved like a kitten, eager to assert her territory. He could easily push her away, but he couldn’t bear to let her go.In her hazy state, Lydia felt an urgent need to do something incredibly important. She wanted to hold the man before her, to make him hers forever, never to leave. However, she couldn’t seem to find the right way, and frustration filled her eyes.Seeing Lydia like this softened Lambert’s heart, and the heat stirred by her eager movements made him feel out of control.At
Lydia stepped out of the room and found out that her accommodation had already been paid for. She had a vague suspicion in her heart, and this suspicion made her feel conflicted.When Andrew arrived, he saw Lydia standing in a daze at the hotel entrance, her eyes filled with a trace of confusion. Andrew’s heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward to ask about her situation."Lydia, are you alright? Did Lambert do anything to you?"Lydia snapped out of her daze and subconsciously repeated Andrew's words, "Lambert? He’s the one who brought me here?"Andrew was taken aback, then felt a bit frustrated. He had intended to keep it from Lydia, but now that it was out, he decided to be honest. "Lydia, I'm sorry. You were drunk last night, and somehow Lambert ended up taking you away. I apologize; I didn’t protect you well.""Andrew, you don’t need to apologize. It’s not your fault. Besides, Lambert didn’t do anything bad to me, so you don’t have to worry."The more Lydia reassured him,
Zebulon smiled warmly, “Since you’ve put it that way, not staying would seem petty. Alright, I’ll accept your hospitality.”“No need to be so polite. We might even become in-laws in the future!”Lambert frowned upon hearing this, feeling discontent but managing not to show it in front of the guests. On the other hand, Verna, sitting opposite, blushed and stole glances at Lambert, clearly quite pleased with him.“Lambert, let me introduce you. This is Zebulon’s wife, and this elegant young lady is Zebulon’s daughter, Verna. You young people should have plenty to talk about!”Odgen’s enthusiastic demeanor made everything clear to Lambert. No wonder his father had stopped monitoring him—he had already decided Lambert should get married and start a family.Verna, although restrained, clearly had a favorable impression of her prospective partner. Unlike other women who might have thrown themselves at him, she merely stole glances, which did not go unnoticed by her parents.Zebulon sighed i
Lambert and Verna talked as they walked back to the villa. Their interaction did not go unnoticed by Odgen and Zebulon, who exchanged knowing smiles. It seemed their families would soon be united.Lambert was unaware that his father and Verna's father had already reached an agreement. His thoughts were entirely occupied with Lydia, especially because he remembered they had an important business meeting in two days.Lambert was both looking forward to and dreading the meeting. He yearned to see Lydia but knew they could never be together. Even so, he couldn't resist the opportunity to see her again.Two days later, in the general manager's office of Universal Conglomerate's branch, Steven was baffled by the sight of his boss sitting at the desk.It was just a minor meeting; why was the boss so involved?And why was he so meticulously reviewing the cooperation proposal? His dedication was astonishing.At 8:45, Lambert finally looked up from the proposal. "Are the representatives here ye
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