Although they would interact and show affection in front of them, the awkwardness shown in their every move and gesture made her want to persuade her son to think it over again for a long time.But after hearing Lydia's words today, Clara suddenly understood. In fact, it was always her son who was enthusiastic while the girl didn't like him! This made Clara want to blame but also feel heartbroken. Why is her son so stupid?"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry! I know that I have caused you a lot of trouble during this period, and I also know that I have violated the original agreement with Andrew. But I don't want to deceive you anymore, and I don't want Andrew to continue to indulge in this false life. For me, Andrew is like my own brother. I don't want to hurt him. I want him to be happy!"Tears welled up in Clara's eyes immediately. While Chad put his arm around Clara's shoulder, his face was livid. Any parent would not feel good when they hear that their prospective daughter-in-law is only som
"Andrew is just this kind of person. He has been stubborn since he was a child. But this time he has really hit a hard wall. But it's good in a way. Maybe after this time, he will become enlightened!""I hope so!"Chad and Clara were extremely worried. Lydia, on the other hand, was completely relieved. After having a heart-to-heart talk with Chad and Clara, she only felt that the whole person was much more relaxed."Mom, what were you talking about just now?" Wythe asked curiously."Nothing. Wythe, there is one thing that mom has never asked you. If one day you have to be separated from mom, then will you stay at the Fraine family or go back to your dad?"Wythe blinked his big eyes, looking a bit uneasy. He tightly held Lydia's clothes. "Mom, where are you going? Don't leave me behind!"Lydia stroked Wythe's little head. "Wythe, you haven't answered mom's question yet. Among Uncle Fraine and your dad, who do you prefer to live with?"Wythe thought carefully for a while. "Mom, don't be
"Come on, don't be so cold. We're all just here to have a good time. If you're feeling down, why not share it with us? Maybe we can help," one of the women suggested.Andrew took another deep gulp of his drink and muttered to himself, "No, no one can help me. No one!""That might not be true, handsome. From the looks of it, are you heartbroken? Come on, tell us. Maybe we can offer some advice."When Andrew remained silent, the two women exchanged glances and reached out to grab his arm. Before they could, Thera, having seen enough, walked over swiftly, her steps light yet forceful, and yanked Andrew to his feet."Hey! Who do you think you are?"The two women, upset that their "prey" had been snatched away, glared at Thera. But she simply raised an eyebrow, giving them a disdainful look. "You're hitting on my man. Who do you think I am?""What makes you think he's your man? I could say he's mine! We spotted him first!" they retorted. After all, a man with such clean looks, perfect feat
Andrew still hadn't recovered from the shock. The sudden shift from bliss to torment made him feel utterly disoriented.How did this happen? Wasn't the person with him last night Lydia? How had she suddenly become Thera? He had unintentionally betrayed Lydia!Andrew closed his eyes in agony, but Thera blew a puff of smoke directly in his face, causing him to cough repeatedly. She stood up, towering over him with a condescending gaze."Andrew, you don't need to make that face. We're adults; we can own up to our mistakes. Last night was just an accident. If it bothers you, you can just forget about it."Andrew looked at her with a mixture of surprise and disbelief. He was familiar with Thera's tough and independent personality but hadn't expected her to be so nonchalant!Still, regardless of how Thera viewed things, Andrew knew that as a man, he couldn't just walk away after sleeping with someone without taking responsibility, even if his own feelings were in complete disarray."Thera,
"All you want to discuss is the aftermath of last night and whether Lydia will find out about it. So let me make my decision clear first, yesterday was just an accident. I won't care about it or tell Lydia; as for whether you say anything, that's up to you! Second, starting today, I've decided to pursue you!"Andrew was taken aback. The sudden change left him confused. What was happening? Did he just mishear something?Thera's beautiful eyes were fixed on Andrew with a sharp gaze. "What? Am I not allowed to pursue you?""Uh, yes... you can..." Andrew almost instinctively replied under her intense stare."Then what are you waiting for? Didn't I ask you to help me buy an outfit? Are you really going to let me go back like this?"Andrew wanted to protest but found himself swallowing his words. By the time he realized it, he was already in a clothing store helping Thera pick out clothes. After all, he had accidentally torn her outfit the previous day. Ugh, alcohol and mistakes!Andrew, be
"Wythe, you're the best!"Lambert felt his mood lift as he was infected by Wythe's joy, dispelling some of his recent gloom."I wish Mom were here so we could grill the fish together. This is the first fish I've ever caught myself!" Wythe mumbled, a hint of disappointment in his voice.Upon hearing this, Lambert's expression darkened. More than Wythe, he wished Lydia were present, but that was just a fantasy, wasn't it? He had thought that by inviting Wythe to celebrate his birthday, Lydia would join them. Instead, she let Wythe ride alone and didn't want to see him. She must really hate him now.Noticing Lambert's change in demeanor, Wythe realized he might have said something wrong and felt anxious. Today was his dad's birthday, and he didn't want to upset him.Wythe hesitated; he could tell his dad the truth about his mom's pregnancy, but he had promised her not to say anything.Frowning and looking conflicted, he watched as Lambert snapped back to reality, scooping him up and plac
At this moment, Odgen had only one thought in his mind. What Lambert said earlier about cutting off ties with Lydia was simply deceiving him! When did this Lambert become so duplicitous?"Odgen, what's wrong?" Lydia deliberately showed confusion. Odgen, on the other hand, had a cold expression. "Nothing. Since we've encountered them, let's go and take a look."When Odgen and Lydia went over together, Lambert was helping Wythe peel an apple. He carefully peeled off the apple skin, cut it into small pieces, and put one into Wythe's mouth. Wythe chewed with his cheeks puffed up. With those big, watery eyes, he looked exactly like a little hamster.Lambert stared tenderly at his son eating, feeling extremely peaceful in his heart."Lambert! Why are you here? If I remember correctly, the JS project has reached a crucial moment. Instead of supervising at the company, you come here to accompany a child on an outing?"The moment Odgen appeared, Wythe subconsciously widened his eyes. Unfortuna
"Lambert, we have painstakingly raised you and put you in the position of the boss of Universal Conglomerate. And all we get in return is such a sentence from you? You ungrateful wretch! If your mother were still alive, she would probably be angered to death by you again!"Lambert pursed his lips. Wythe widened his eyes and looked at Odgen. "Grandpa, although I don't know why you are so angry, hitting people is wrong. You should apologize to Dad!"Odgen gave Wythe a cold glance. "Sure enough, father and son are alike. The older one is an ungrateful wretch, and the younger one is no better. What right do you have to lecture me? Just because of your inferior mother?"Wythe clenched his small fist, his face flushed red. There was a glimmer of water in his big eyes. He was purely angry. He didn't know that his grandpa was such an unreasonable person."Wythe, be good. This is an adult matter. Don't get involved."Lambert patted Wythe to soothe his excited son. Wythe nodded extremely obedie
"Lambert, at this rate, you could almost switch careers to become a nanny!" Horace teased, noticing how expertly Lambert cradled the baby.Unfazed by his friend's jest, Lambert beamed with happiness. "You wouldn't understand if you don't have kids. Once you get married, you'll know. This is my legacy, and I didn't get to care for Wythe when he was a baby, so I'm determined to be hands-on with Candice."No one could truly grasp this sense of compensation!Horace rolled his eyes, clearly at a loss for words. It was pointless to engage with someone so enamored with fatherhood.While the men gathered to chat, Thera leaned closer to Lydia and whispered, "So, Lydia, are you really back together with Lambert?"Lydia nodded. "Yeah. After everything that happened, I realized I need to cherish every single day. And Lambert is sincere—I can feel it.""That's great!" Thera sighed in relief, finally putting her worries to rest."What about you, Thera? I see you and Andrew getting along quite well!
At this moment, Lambert felt completely at ease. It seemed that Lydia's earlier words were not just talk; she was genuinely ready to give them a chance!A smile crept onto Lambert's lips, but there was no time to think of anything else; he needed to take care of their baby, Wythe. Thanks to the maternal training classes he had attended with Lydia, he had learned a lot about caring for newborns. Gently, he picked up his daughter and quickly checked her diaper, only to find that she had wet it.With nimble hands, he changed her diaper, and the little one fell back asleep. Looking at her innocent face, Lambert's heart melted. This was his child, the result of his and Lydia's love.The baby slept soundly, and Wythe had been temporarily taken away by Bob, who had come to deliver some items. Now, only Lambert and Lydia remained in the room, but Lydia, having slept quite a bit earlier, was no longer drowsy."Are you still feeling unwell?" Seeing Lydia frown slightly, Lambert asked with conce
Lambert glanced at his son's disapproving expression and was momentarily at a loss. "Wythe, you might've looked even more wrinkled than her when you were born, yet look at you now—a handsome young man," he teased, smiling at his daughter. Though wrinkly, he found her to be the most beautiful and precious little girl.Wythe huffed proudly, his lips in a slight pout. "I wasn't this ugly! Besides, you didn't see me when I was a baby." A hint of sadness crossed his face; he hadn't been as lucky as his sister—he hadn't had his dad by his side when he was born.Hearing the touch of bitterness in his son's voice, Lambert immediately understood. Wythe was jealous, understandably so. For all his maturity, Wythe was still just a child. For his first five or six years, he had only his mother and no father. He often envied kids with both parents, and when Lydia finally returned home, her on-again, off-again relationship with Lambert had left Wythe hurt and forced him to grow up faster than other
Lambert paced restlessly in the hallway, nearly losing his mind. Every moment was agonizing, with Lydia's screams from the delivery room piercing his heart. He prided himself on being strong, yet in that instant, he felt an overwhelming urge to flee, especially as her cries of pain echoed through. Angry at himself, he slapped his own face—Lydia was suffering because of him, and he'd never realized how terrifying childbirth could be."Calm down. This is what childbirth is like," a woman nearby said kindly. She was the mother of a little girl, and both she and her husband couldn't help but notice how visibly nervous Lambert was. "You've been through this once before, so you should be able to handle it," she added."Why isn't it over yet? Is she in danger?" Lambert's mind was in turmoil, fighting the urge to rush inside and see Lydia himself.The little girl's father stepped in, attempting to reassure him. "You and your family will be just fine," he said. The man recalled his own frantic
At that moment, Lydia was on the verge of total collapse, as if her entire world had crumbled in an instant, and sorrow overwhelmed her.What had she done? What had she been doing these past days?She had been recklessly indulging in Lambert's affection, without any sense of gratitude or restraint. Now, she regretted her actions deeply. If only she had known this day would come, she would never have argued with Lambert or dismissed his love and efforts out of a misguided sense of pride.All she wanted was for him to be safe, to live happily with her and their children, never to be apart.Lydia's vision blurred as she stood in shock, unable to step closer to the crowd to confirm what had happened. But through a gap, she caught sight of a blood-red stain spreading across the ground. The sight was so jarring that it felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest."Mom, are you okay?"Wythe ran over, panting, to see Lydia sitting dazed on the ground, staring at the red stain in
Lambert's words made Wythe roll his eyes, secretly exasperated. What was going on with his dad? Wasn't everything decided? Why was he suddenly backing out at the last moment?Men! Their thoughts are just impossible to figure out!Lambert had indeed changed his mind unexpectedly. He didn't want to deceive Lydia, even if it was just a harmless joke. Something about it felt wrong. Even if it was to bring them closer, lying to her didn't seem right.Wythe's plan had been simple he wanted Lambert to stage an accident, making it seem like he'd been hit by a car. He was certain his mom would show her true feelings; if she still cared for him, there was no way she'd just stand by. It was a good plan, but now that the moment had come, Lambert didn't want to test Lydia this way.People's feelings shouldn't be tested.Wythe grew increasingly anxious. They'd prepared everything, but now his dad was retreating? That wasn't like him at all! Taking advantage of n
Half a month had passed since Lydia's last check-up. Lambert continued caring for Lydia with the same attentiveness, unbothered by her cold attitude towards him. Although her indifference saddened him, he was undeterred; his determination grew in the face of difficulty, a testament to his personality.But little Wythe had had enough. He felt it was time to give his parents a nudge towards reconciliation. Yes, it was his turn to step up!So, one morning, when Lambert went out early to buy groceries as usual, Wythe found an excuse to tag along. Lydia didn't think much of it; over time, she had noticed Lambert's earnest efforts and couldn't deny feeling somewhat touched, even if her heart remained conflicted. Deep down, she feared reopening herself to love, only to be hurt again.After all, "Once bitten, twice shy," as they say. Lydia never saw herself as particularly brave—in fact, in love, she was timid and afraid. She longed for a peaceful, uncomplicated l
Once, Lydia believed she and Lambert would grow old together, inseparable and loyal. But her genuine love had only brought repeated hurt and disappointment. That's why she had fled Nova City, leaving behind everyone she knew, so this time, she refused to open her heart again.Lambert sighed, his tone gentle. He knew Lydia wouldn't easily open up to him again, but he didn't mind; he was willing to wait. Determined, he led her to the prenatal clinic, aware of the many tests ahead—ultrasounds, blood tests, monitoring the baby's heartbeat—a series of over ten examinations. Each department was exceptionally busy, requiring an immense amount of patience.Throughout, Lambert remained unwaveringly attentive, showing no sign of impatience. He stayed by Lydia's side with the eager anticipation of any expectant father, his heart fully in it.Before the ultrasound, Lydia needed to drink water, but Lambert, inexperienced in these matters, hadn't prepared any. She didn't feel inclined to remind him
Happiness, it seems, makes people wish the same for those around them. Like the husband in the next hospital bed—he had the sense to keep quiet the moment he sensed the tension between Lydia and Lambert.Lambert didn't seem to mind Lydia's sudden outburst. He simply took off his suit jacket, now stained with soup, and said regretfully, "The soup spilled, Lydia. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer. I'll have someone bring a new one right away! Why not have a piece of cake to tide you over?"Lambert's calm demeanor only made Lydia feel as if her anger was landing on nothing but soft cotton, frustrating her even more. What was Lambert up to? Was he mocking her on purpose?It was infuriating!Lydia knew her emotions were out of sorts lately. Ever since Lambert left, she hadn't had much of an appetite. When she found out his trip was delayed, everything around her began to irritate her. It was as though a cloud of anger clogged her heart, but she couldn't find a way to let it ou