"I can make lots of money this way, so Mom won't have to work so hard!" Wythe's big, watery eyes gazed up at Lydia, nearly melting her heart."Mom, can you wait a little longer? If not, I can always go back to acting..." He had thought it over, and acting seemed like the best way to earn money quickly!Lydia's eyes grew hot, and she almost shed tears. But the smile on her lips became more pronounced as she waved Wythe over, who quickly snuggled into her arms."Silly child, Mom isn't just working hard to make money! Everyone should have their own dreams, and all the effort I'm putting in now is for my dream. So, it's okay to work hard because nothing in this world comes without effort!"Wythe nodded, only half understanding. "But it's rare for me to see you so exhausted, Mom...""It's just a temporary, important task. Once this period is over, things will be better. It's probably just the hot weather, too. Don't worry, Wythe, I'll take good care of myself.""Not just Wythe, even I'm wo
Lambert's gaze fell on Lydia. After a night of rest, her complexion looked much better, which made Lambert secretly breathe a sigh of relief. However, he maintained a cold demeanor as he instructed, "Wait outside for a while. I need to speak with Verna."Without waiting for a response, Lambert strode into the office, with Verna following closely behind like a submissive wife. Before entering, she gave Lydia a reassuring smile, but to Lydia, it seemed more like a taunt.Lydia lowered her eyes, smiling bitterly. She had nothing to do with Lambert anymore, so why would Verna feel the need to provoke her?Meanwhile, inside the office, Verna closed the door and dropped her elegant facade, looking dejectedly at Lambert. The sophisticated and graceful image she usually maintained was nowhere to be seen.Ever since Lambert started treating Verna like a sister, she had become increasingly "bold" around him. Lambert had come to realize that Verna's refined and eleg
Lambert's cold gaze swept across Lydia's face. "Verna's orders are my orders. Since she's arranged a place for you, report there immediately. I'll have Ivan notify you later."This time, Lydia didn't argue. She worked hard to keep her expression calm and indifferent, accepting the situation with a composed demeanor. "Understood. I'll do my best!"With that, Lydia turned and left without looking back. Her steps were quick, fearing that if she stayed even a second longer, her emotions would collapse.Once Lydia turned the corner and entered the elevator, Verna quickly lowered her hand. "Lambert, was I too harsh just now? I feel like Lydia was really hurt...""Really? I thought she seemed quite happy. Getting away from me is probably what she's been hoping for."Verna was speechless. Wasn't it you who arranged this? And now you're acting all resentful. Sigh, men's minds are indeed more complex than women's.As soon as she entered the elevator,
"Lydia, go to the copy room and print out two copies of the design drafts, quickly!""Lydia, help me fetch the sample clothes from the security desk. They just called to say the package has arrived.""Lydia, go to the warehouse and get some matching buttons; one is missing from the sample garment!"Tasks like these kept Lydia so busy she barely had a moment to breathe, let alone drink water. After just half a day, her legs felt as heavy as lead, barely able to move. The only consolation was that she was becoming familiar with the design department's operations, so she could complete the tasks the designers gave her efficiently.Having such a capable assistant increased the overall efficiency of the design department, but this also meant Lydia was given even more work.After a hectic morning, it was finally lunchtime, but Lydia had no appetite at all.One of the designers, noticing how busy she had been, invited her, "Lydia, since you're new
Lydia froze when she noticed that the small table, which previously held only a water cup and some bread wrappers, now had a delicately arranged thermal lunch box. Her stomach growled with hunger, and she couldn't resist walking over to it.Underneath the lunch box was a note that read, "Miss Lydia, please eat well and take care of yourself!" The handwriting was identical to the note on the door earlier. Warmth filled Lydia's heart, and she no longer felt the urgency she had before. Instinctively, she believed that the person who left the note had already taken care of her absence at work. Otherwise, how could she explain why her phone hadn't rung all this time? She couldn't imagine Stevin letting her off so easily during work hours.Besides, it was almost the end of the workday anyway, and even if she hurried back now, it would be too late. Resigned, Lydia sat down at the table and opened the lunch box.A fragrant aroma filled the air—sweet, rich pumpkin
Thinking about it, Wythe began to feel conflicted again. His mother had just gotten engaged to Uncle Fraine, so why was she back with his father? What would happen to Uncle Fraine now?Wythe opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't ask about it. After all, he had secretly followed his mother back then, and if he brought it up now, wouldn't she find out that he had been spying on her?And Uncle Fraine—if he knew that his mother was still in contact with his father, he would surely be heartbroken, wouldn't he?So, it seemed that for now, he'd better help keep it a secret. Although he didn't know why his mother was doing this, she must have her reasons. He should trust her, right?As a result, with Lydia deliberately keeping it hidden and Wythe choosing to stay silent, Andrew had no idea that the woman he cherished was about to become a maid, and that she would soon be tormented by her vengeful ex-husband.Lydia sighed inwardly, deciding to just endure it. After all, it was only for a
In the grand scheme of things, nothing is more important than eating!Having fully come to terms with everything, Lydia indulged herself without hesitation, unknowingly finishing three bowls.When she finally put down her chopsticks, she noticed Lambert sitting across from her, staring in disbelief with a hint of amusement in his eyes. Her face flushed involuntarily—damn it! She had made a fool of herself again!After breakfast, Lambert and Lydia headed to the office together. Just like the previous day, Lydia was assigned to the design department. As soon as she walked in, she was met with the disapproving glare of her superior."Mr. Stevin, is something wrong?" A bad feeling crept up in Lydia as she asked."Lydia, if I'm not mistaken, this is your second day in the design department. I know you have connections, but could you at least not make it so obvious?""What do you mean?" Lydia was clearly taken aback. She genuinely didn't think she had been acting as if she had any special b
When Lydia and her colleagues met with Lambert, they were greeted by an extremely cold and intimidating demeanor. However, the fury simmering in Lambert's eyes was still enough to send chills down their spines.As Lambert tapped his index finger on the table, everyone fell silent, trembling with fear. Even Stevin, who had been calm just moments ago, began to sweat under Lambert's piercing gaze."Speak," Lambert commanded.Stevin, eager to defend himself, quickly responded, "Boss, it's not that I don't want to give Lydia a chance, but we simply can't afford to keep her! It's only her second day, and she's already caused such a significant loss. If she stays in our department, who knows what else might happen?"Ivan, standing nearby, couldn't help but sneer at Stevin's obvious attempt to undermine Lydia. How foolish! Where did he get the confidence to so blatantly suppress a newcomer? Did he really think everyone else was an idiot?Stevin noticed Ivan's disdainful look and became even m
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
Lydia could hardly believe her ears, but Debby wouldn't lie to her. So, Lambert had really come looking for her.Her emotions were a whirlwind. It had been nearly five months since she left. During this time, she had come to Y City alone, found a job at a kindergarten, and gradually found some peace.Being away from the chaos allowed Lydia to reflect on herself, and she realized that the situation with Lambert wasn't entirely his fault. While he sometimes acted presumptuously, his intentions were good—he always acted out of concern for himself. Each argument only chipped away at their relationship.No bond can withstand constant fighting.Lost in thought, Lydia absentmindedly traced her fingers over her phone screen. Should she reach out to Lambert? According to Debby, he was probably headed to Rong City.She lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes casting shadows over her troubled eyes. When she first heard that Lambert was looking for her, her
As Lambert stepped out of the apartment, a lost look lingered in his eyes. For the past few months, he had been caught in a cycle of hope and disappointment almost every single day.He should have been used to it by now, but each time he felt let down, hurt, and increasingly restless. The longer the search went on, the more he worried about whether he would ever find Lydia."Hey, don't be too downcast. Finding someone is like this; as long as you persevere, you will eventually locate them!"Lambert nodded at her comforting words, knowing well that now wasn't the time to give up."Lambert, since you haven't found her yet, what's your next move?"He frowned slightly. "I think I'll stay here for a while. According to the information my friend gave me, there might be another Lydia in City Y."She sighed. "You really have it tough. How long do you think it will take to find her? It's like searching for a needle in a haystack!""It's okay;