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 frowned deeply, contemplating how to start. After her initial panic, she had completely calmed down. Andrew probably didn’t mean it, which is why he fled to the bathroom in a panic after she resisted, even slapping himself hard. That red mark looked painful even to her."Andrew, I’ll consider what happened as you being drunk. I don't want to hold it against you, but I hope it never happens again!"Andrew nodded, "I'm sorry, Lydia. I was indeed a bit drunk today and almost did something bad to you. Please forgive me."Andrew's sincere apology made Lydia nod slightly. "I understand. I won't hold it against you anymore. Andrew, it would be best if you also forget it. Additionally, I want to talk to you about something else.""What is it?""Andrew, I initially agreed to be your girlfriend to put Auntie Chen at ease for her surgery. But now, things have turned out like this, which neither of us wanted. In fact, I don’t want to deceive her any longer. So, I’ve decided to tell her the
Lennon continued, "Lambert, you know our family runs an entertainment company. I've seen countless breakups and reconciliations. In my opinion, Lydia may not have lost all feelings for you, and in some ways, she isn't that kind of woman."Lambert looked up, hesitating. Could it be true? Perhaps there was another reason behind Lydia and Andrew's engagement? Thinking about it carefully, if Lydia had agreed to Andrew, she wouldn't have waited until now, nor would she have rushed into an engagement.Could there be a reason he was unaware of?Sometimes, people in the situation can't see things clearly. Once Lambert completely calmed down and looked at Lydia's situation from a different perspective, he noticed many oddities.Seeing Lambert's confused eyes replaced with determination, Lennon and Horace exchanged glances, knowing their friend had finally come around.Lennon patted Lambert on the shoulder, "Lambert, it's good you've figured things out. No matter what, we'll always be on your s
Fifteen minutes later, four or five thugs lay beaten on the ground, with Lambert standing over their leader, his foot pinning the man's hand to the pavement. Lambert's voice was icy as he demanded, "Now, tell me, are you going to let her go?"The thug let out a pained scream. "Yes! Yes! We’ll let her go! Please, just let us go, man! We didn’t recognize who you were before, but we get it now. Spare us, we’ll never do this again!"The girl who had been surrounded stepped forward. "Lambert, that’s enough. I think they’ve learned their lesson. I’ve already called the police. They should be here soon."Surprisingly, the girl Lambert saved was Verna!After her fiancé ran off with the money, Verna had been kept at home for a while. Recently, her parents had allowed her out again, thinking she was over the man. She had come out today to attend a class reunion but had found it dull and decided to leave early, only to run into the thugs. Little did she expect Lambert would show up as her hero.
Verna recounted the entire evening's events to her parents. After listening, Zebulon gave his daughter a complex look and asked, "So what do you mean now? Have you changed your mind?"Verna's eyes sparkled with determination. "That's right! I'm going to pursue him!"Verna's parents exchanged a bewildered glance, finding the situation somewhat laughable. Previously, when they had urged her to get closer to Lambert, she had stubbornly refused, clinging to her then-boyfriend, Winston, as if he were irreplaceable. Now, just when they had given up on pushing her towards Lambert, she decided to take the initiative herself.Zebulon’s face darkened. "This is ridiculous! What, just because Lambert played the hero, you're falling for him? Have you thought about what happens if you fail?""I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. What if I succeed? Missing out on such a quality man would be a real shame!" Verna muttered."No, I don't agree!" Zebulon vehemently opposed. Initially, he had agreed
Lambert fell silent after hearing Verna’s words. Although her perspective might not be entirely reliable, she was right about one thing: sometimes women are more resolute than men. While he was still trying to salvage their relationship, Lydia had already moved on to someone else. This realization filled Lambert with a profound sense of sadness.Feeling the weight of this sorrow, Lambert lost the desire to continue the conversation and his tone grew colder. “Verna, if there's nothing else, I’ll hang up now.”“Lambert, we know each other well enough; just call me Verna. It’s late now, so I won’t keep you. Next time, dinner is on me. You must promise to come!”“Alright.”With that, Lambert ended the call. On the other end, Verna pouted, somewhat dissatisfied. It seemed her parents were right—winning Lambert over was not going to be easy. Still, she had brought up Lydia intentionally, hoping to avoid future complications.Lambert didn’t sleep all night, only dozing off on the sofa at daw