Chapter 425 The Dispute

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