Despite the less-than-ideal food, Lambert and Verna had an enjoyable dinner, finding common ground and engaging in lively conversation. By the end of the meal, Lambert saw Verna as more than just a casual acquaintance; she was now like a little sister to him. Verna was content with this progress, understanding that building a relationship with Lambert would take time.Unbeknownst to Lambert, Lydia and Andrew were dining in the adjacent private room, but their visit was mission-driven. Clara, now hospitalized, had requested that Andrew and Lydia film their interactions to keep her entertained. Though the request was odd, Andrew and Lydia obliged, with Andrew particularly grateful for his mother’s assistance. This gave him a legitimate reason to spend time with Lydia.Andrew had chosen the restaurant, known for its romantic ambiance, to enhance the illusion of their relationship. Lydia, despite feeling awkward about posing for intimate photos, complied. Andrew’s suggestion for Lydia to
Lydia clenched her fists secretly, "That's right, my biggest hope now is that you don't show up in front of us anymore, because it really annoys me!"Lambert's emotions gradually calmed down. "I understand.""That's good. I hope Lambert keeps his word and doesn't bother us anymore!" Andrew said cautiously, taking Lydia's hand. "Lydia, let's go."Lambert watched them leave, his eyes darkening. There was no going back for them.Verna, standing nearby, felt a chill from Lambert's demeanor and instinctively stepped back. The current Lambert seemed frightening. Did she really know this man? Would someone like him, whom she hoped would gradually yield to her approach, end up with her?Verna was uncertain. Logic told her to stop, but she felt reluctant. Meeting such a good man was rare; was she really going to give him up so easily? Besides, his ex-wife clearly had a new lover now."Lambert, don't be sad. I'm sorry about today. I wanted to treat you to dinner to thank you, but it seems it up
Lydia lowered her head slightly. Had she not let go yet? She smiled self-deprecatingly at her wild thoughts. She and Lambert had nothing to do with each other anymore, right? So why did it hurt so much to see him with another woman?Verna's gaze occasionally drifted towards Lydia, then a slow smile curved her lips. What an interesting woman, she thought. Lydia was already engaged to Andrew, so why was she still so concerned about Lambert? Eyes couldn't lie, and as a fellow woman, Verna was very sensitive to this feeling. Lydia's words and true feelings were in conflict, making Verna very curious.It wasn't until they reached the Zheng family's door that Verna finally stopped talking, feeling quite satisfied. She politely thanked Andrew and then specifically bid farewell to Lydia.Lydia opened her eyes and stared coldly at her. "Verna, if possible, I don't want to see you again!"Lydia's hostility was obvious, but it only made Verna laugh. She leaned close to Lydia's ear and whispered,
"Maybe, as long as it's Mom's choice, she should know what she wants." Lambert fell silent, holding Wythe tighter, and didn't continue the topic.Wythe glanced at the clock on the wall, hesitating whether to ask Lambert to leave. Though it would be awkward for him to say so, Lambert seemed to understand. Seeing Wythe's expression, he guessed Lydia might be returning soon, and it was time for him to go to avoid making future visits more difficult.Before leaving, Lambert arranged a next meeting with Wythe. Despite Lydia being with Andrew, Wythe was still Lambert's child, an unchangeable fact. Lambert had decided not to remarry, making Wythe his potential sole heir.Lambert gave Wythe a serious goodnight kiss and then left, knowing staying longer might cause unnecessary trouble if Lydia returned. Watching Lambert's figure disappear into the night, Wythe stood at the door, tears welling in his eyes.When Lydia returned, she found Wythe standing at the door, cold and with red eyes. Her he
Lambert smiled slightly. After two days of adjustment, his mood had generally improved. As long as he didn't think about Lydia, he wouldn't feel too heartbroken.Father and son headed to the amusement park. Although it wasn't a Sunday, there were still quite a few people at the park, with many children around Wythe's age accompanied by their parents. The atmosphere was quite lively.Lambert carried Wythe on his shoulders. The striking resemblance and handsomeness of the father-son duo garnered a lot of attention from the crowd."Wythe, you can choose anything you want to play today, and Dad will join you, alright?"Wythe squinted his eyes at the towering roller coaster. "Dad, you said it! I want to ride the roller coaster!""Uh, you're still too young for that. Maybe next time...""How about the drop tower?""That's even more off-limits.""The roller coaster?""No way!" Lambert rejected Wythe's suggestion once again. "Wy
Half an hour later, Lydia stood outside the amusement park, panting. Her eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried. She gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar attractions inside the park, feeling a surge of mixed emotions.Meanwhile, inside the park, the father and son duo were blissfully unaware that Lydia had arrived. Wythe was having the time of his life on the bumper cars, a rare treat for him.Suddenly, a message was broadcast over the amusement park's PA system:"Attention Wythe, attention Wythe, your mother is looking for you. Please stay near the carousel and do not wander off. Repeat, stay near the carousel."Wythe's eyes widened with surprise and delight as he turned to Lambert, "Dad, did you hear that? It's Mom! Mom is here looking for me. How did she know we were here?""She probably guessed, Wythe. Let's go quickly so we don't keep her waiting."Lambert's expression grew complicated as he stepped out of the bumper car and t
"Here, take this."Lydia thought for a moment and handed the ointment to Lambert. His eyes flickered as he reached out and grabbed her fingers.Her fingers felt hot, like they were burning with fire. Lydia felt a sudden panic. "What are you doing?""You're concerned about me, aren't you?" Lambert's eyes were bright, sparkling like the stars in the night sky. The excitement and anticipation in his eyes made Lydia feel inexplicably flustered."Don't get the wrong idea. I just think you look awful with that face. I don't want to attract attention, and besides, I caused it. I can't just leave it like this."Lambert's expression quickly darkened, looking disheartened. Holding the ointment, he fixed his intense gaze on Lydia's face. "I can't see it myself. Can you help me apply it?"Lydia's face turned red with a mix of irritation and embarrassment, but she softened and didn't refuse his request. Lambert moved closer, and although there was still
"Don't talk to me right now!" Andrew's tone was calm, but there was a hint of underlying anger. "I'm afraid I won't be able to control my temper!"Lydia lowered her head in guilt. "I'm sorry, Andrew. I’ve caused you trouble today.""There's no need to apologize between us, Lydia. I'm not upset because you troubled me; I'm upset because you don't know how to protect yourself!" Andrew sighed. "Lydia, you and Lambert are no longer together, but are you trying to maintain some lingering connection with him?""I’m not..."Lydia tried to defend herself, but even she didn’t believe her own words, let alone Andrew. Although she knew he was looking out for her, Lydia just couldn’t let go of Lambert. Maybe for the rest of her life, she would never escape the fate that was Lambert.Andrew could only sigh to himself when faced with Lydia like this. But regardless, at least for now, she was still by his side.The large villa was c