"I know you must be worried about the media. Don't worry, we won't invite the media on the day of the engagement, and I will go to greet the relevant people in advance."When Clara heard this, she also took the words and said, "Yes, Lydia, you don't have to be afraid. We will all stand by your side to accompany you and protect you. No one dares to do anything to you! As for the media, leave it to Andrew's father to deal with it.Clara had already opened her mouth. Lydia could only sigh, "I know."Andrew breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously held Lydia's hand tighter. Although Lydia didn't struggle because of Clara's presence, she still felt a little awkward in her heart. Especially every time she saw Andrew look at her, she couldn't help but worry. After the matter was completely exposed, could Andrew still come out?The Chen family's parents were also very quick. The two of them quickly agreed on the engagement date. It was just a week later. Although it was a bit urgent, beca
"That's true. What do you think of Lambert now?"Thera's sudden inquiry made Lydia look dejected. She thought of the morning when she parted like a stranger. She was the one who offered to leave, but she always felt abandoned.Seeing Lydia in a trance, Thera understood in seconds. It seemed that she really hadn't come out of her original feelings, and she didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing."Actually, I met Lambert once before...""Ah? When? What did he come to you for?" Thera was a little excited and a little worried that Lydia would be hurt because of this."I don't know what he's here for. It was the day of the heavy rain when he stood alone outside my house. I, I didn't hold back, so I let him in."Lydia's face quickly flashed with annoyance and shyness, causing Thera's heart to thump. "You didn't have sex with him again, did you?"Lydia looked down in embarrassment. Thera had understood everything from her reddened ears and was immediately speechless. "Lydia
Andrew, satisfied, took her hand and said, "Let's go, Lydia, don't keep the designer waiting!"Lydia, reluctantly, was led out of the café by Andrew. Meanwhile, Wythe's cunning gaze fell on their joined hands, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips, lost in thought.What Lydia and Andrew didn't know was that just around the corner in a black Bentley, Bob was faithfully reporting the situation."Boss, Andrew and Lydia have left the café. Should we continue following them?"Lambert was silent for a long time before his hoarse but determined voice came through, "Follow them!"Bob quickly followed. Twenty minutes later, Lambert received the news that Lydia and Andrew had entered a bridal shop.His heart sank to the bottom, and then was filled with the flames of anger, making him increasingly irritable. "They went to a bridal shop?""Yes, from their conversation, it sounds like they are planning to get
Andrew didn’t insist. Somehow, he managed to convince his parents to let Lydia go directly to the hotel with him. Thera had also arrived early. As the bridesmaid, she naturally stayed close to Lydia. Lydia looked at her reflection in the mirror, feeling a bit dazed.Under the makeup artist’s skillful hands, Lydia’s originally delicate face became even more radiant. Her long eyelashes fluttered like little fans, creating ripples in one’s heart. Her glassy eyes, though confused, added a touch of softness, making it hard to look away."You look stunning, Lydia!" Thera couldn't help but praise, causing Lydia to blush."Thera, stop joking. You know the truth behind all this...""No matter the reason, beautiful is beautiful. Speaking of which, we didn’t know each other during your previous engagements, so I couldn't be your bridesmaid. I’m quite happy to have this chance now."Faced with Thera’s teasing, Lydia fe
Chad gently reassured his wife, "Don't worry, they're probably stuck in traffic. Andrew called earlier and said they'd be here soon."Clara eagerly looked forward to the arrival of her son and his wife, hoping to put her mind at ease.Meanwhile, across the street, a black Bentley was parked, its occupants also waiting for the wedding car to arrive. Lambert tugged at his collar in agitation, his furrowed brow indicating his foul mood. Bob sat silently beside him, not daring to make a sound for fear of provoking his boss's ire."Why aren't they here yet?" Lambert asked coldly.Bob started, then quickly replied, "They must have been delayed on the road."Lambert frowned but said nothing more, closing his eyes as if to rest. Bob noted the deep exhaustion on his boss's face and sighed; it seemed Lambert hadn't slept at all last night.At 9:10, the motorcade finally appeared, the lead wedding car pulling up to the hotel entrance. Andrew was the first to step out, a slight smile on his face,
However, Lambert was fully aware that he currently lacked any qualifications for such a demand. He took a deep breath and locked eyes with Lydia, his gaze intense. "Who you marry is none of my business, but since you're getting married, Wythe's custody should be given to me!"Bob, standing a short distance behind Lambert, was at a loss for words. Internally, he rolled his eyes and thought, "Boss, do you have to be so prideful? If you care, just say it. If it doesn't matter to you, then why are you here? Sightseeing? You're shouting that it doesn't matter, but secretly you're heartbroken. This really doesn't suit you, Boss!"Despite his internal complaints, Bob knew better than to interfere in his boss's personal affairs, so he could only stand on the sidelines, anxious but silent.Hearing Lambert's demand for custody, Lydia couldn't hold back her anger. She bit her lip, her eyes blazing with fury. "Lambert, can you be any more shameless? The divorce agreement was clear—I left with not
Bob saw the situation getting out of hand and quickly stepped forward to pull Lambert away. "Boss, let's go back," he urged. Lambert, in a daze, allowed Bob to lead him out of the crowd. He watched as the master of ceremonies stepped forward again to encourage the newlyweds to kiss. Through his blurry vision, he saw Andrew smile as he kissed the corner of Lydia's mouth, and then everything went black.When Lambert woke up, he found himself in a hospital room with white walls, the IV drip in his hand reminding him of his location. Still somewhat dazed, he felt as if everything that had happened was a nightmare. He hadn't seen Lydia and Andrew kissing with radiant smiles, but he knew it was real.Lambert stared blankly at the ceiling lights. The harsh glare made his eyes dry and painful, and cold, bitter tears rolled down his cheeks without him noticing."Boss, you're finally awake. You scared me to death!" Bob's voice brought him back to reality. Bob was approaching with a lunchbox, fo
Even though it was just an engagement, Clara still specially decorated a new room for them. Traditional red sheets, paired with various matching decorations, gave the room a wedding-like atmosphere. The only thing missing was the mutual understanding between the two people in the room."Lydia, you must be tired. Go take a bath first."Andrew's tone was natural and gentle, soothing Lydia's emotions as if he had done this countless times before. Lydia didn't think too much about it. After all, they had shared a room before, and she trusted Andrew deeply. She believed this man would never hurt her.Lydia rubbed her slightly aching forehead and obediently went into the bathroom. Hearing the sound of water, Andrew's slightly inebriated eyes darkened. He unconsciously tugged at his collar, sitting quietly on the sofa, though his heart felt like it was burning with fire.Moments later, Lydia came out, wearing a relatively modest blue nightgown. Her long black hair was draped behind her, and
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