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
"Are you ashamed and angry now, Father? Unfortunately, your rage pales in comparison to the fury I feel inside! I hate you all. If it weren't for you, none of this would have turned out so horribly!"Lambert, still slumped on the ground, looked up with eyes full of hatred, making Odgen's heart skip a beat. Yet, his anger flared up again. How could Lambert so openly express such hatred towards them just for a woman? Anyone would think he'd been bewitched by her.Lydia! That damn woman! Even after their engagement, she still haunts us!After venting his emotions, Lambert felt a sharp pain in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. Just as he was about to speak again, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and then everything went black as he lost consciousness.The last thing Lambert saw before passing out was the look of anger and fear on Odgen's face, which gave him a twisted sense of satisfaction.When Lambert woke up again, it was no surprise th
As Verna spoke, she gently opened the thermos, carefully poured a little soup into a spoon, and brought it to Lambert’s mouth with a natural smile, saying, “Lambert, open your mouth, ah…”“Dad! What are you doing?”A clear, youthful voice interrupted Verna’s actions. Turning around, she saw a small child standing by the door, with features that were an exact replica of the man lying in the hospital bed. Even though she had never met him before, Verna instantly guessed the child’s identity and flashed a sweet smile.“You must be Wythe, right? You’re as adorable as I imagined!”Verna praised him sincerely, and Lambert took the opportunity to gently push away the spoon she was offering. The tension in his furrowed brow eased slightly with Wythe’s arrival.“Wythe, how did you get here?”Wythe's big eyes scrutinized Verna from head to toe. Although she didn’t have the overwhelming scent of perfume like the other women he had seen, he still couldn’t warm up to her.Especially since Verna's
Lambert was amused by Wythe's comparison. "Alright, I get it. Be careful on your way back, and if anything comes up, call me right away.""I know, Dad!"Wythe responded obediently and turned to leave. Just as he was about to step out, he quickly turned back, planting a big kiss on Lambert's cheek. "Dad, I love you!""I love you too, Wythe!"On the second-floor balcony of the Halsey mansion, Ogden stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, frowning as he read through the freshly printed documents. A tall bodyguard stood not far behind him."So, Lydia and her fiancé are also staying at the same hospital as Lambert? And Wythe has already visited Lambert's room?""Yes, it's because of Madam Chen's health. She's there for treatment, and their rooms aren't too far apart."Ogden's expression darkened. What was that woman Lydia planning? Flirting with another man while still trying to cling to Lambert through their son? She was despicable!"Go to the hospital as soon as possible and
Lydia's words pierced Lambert's heart like a sharp dagger, causing his eyes to redden and his tone to grow colder. "Satisfied? Of course, I'm satisfied, but given how biased your answer is..."Before Lydia could react, Lambert had already pressed her against the wall, his thin lips with a hint of tobacco taste forcefully covering hers. Lydia's eyes widened in disbelief at the man before her. His deep eyes held no affection, only a wild, frantic heat, like a beast driven by pure instinct to possess and plunder.This passionate kiss was not as sweet as one might imagine. The bitter taste of tobacco made Lydia feel nauseous. Her arms were pinned against the wall, and her emotions shifted from pain to anger.Just as Lambert was about to deepen the kiss, he felt a sharp pain on his tongue. The metallic taste of blood spread in his mouth, and the madness in his eyes intensified. Lambert felt like he was losing his mind. The thought of the woman he once loved being intimate with another man
In the days that followed, Lambert became unusually cooperative with his treatment. It was as if he had completely come to terms with everything, regaining his usual cold demeanor, though now with an added sharpness.During his hospital stay, Verna came by every day to bring him food, to the point where even Horace knew that Lambert had a new admirer, who seemed to be a rather nice girl."Lambert, you really are lucky. Girls just keep flocking to you, one after another. Not like me—I'm rich and handsome too, but no one seems to like me!" Horace joked, clearly in a good mood seeing Lambert’s recovery.Lambert gave him a sideways glance. "I’ll make sure to pass that on to your dad."Horace immediately panicked. "No, please don’t! My parents are already nagging me about getting married. If it weren’t for my busy work schedule, my mom would never let me off the hook."Lambert responded with a cold smile, remaining silent. Horace, however, continued his teasing, "But seriously, Lambert, ha
In an elegantly styled café on the second floor of a sophisticated establishment in Nova City, a man and a woman sat in a private room, with two tall bodyguards standing by the door.The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, heavily made-up with a strong scent of cosmetics. Her flaming red lips were pressed into a thin line, showing her impatience. She wore revealing clothing that emphasized her cleavage, and her nails, painted a bold red, tapped the table twice."Are you done yet? You've been looking at that for ages!"Opposite her, a man dressed in a black coat was seriously scrutinizing various documents, trying to reconcile the photos in the files with the flamboyant woman sitting before him. This man was none other than Lambert's father, Odgen, and the files in his hands contained basic information about the woman in front of him.Reportedly, this woman was still a university student, but due to her extravagant spending and vanity, she had unwittingly fallen into debt. Unab