Wythe pouted. "Since Dad asked you if you still love him."Lydia falls silent. "Wythe, will you blame me for not taking the opportunity to accept Lambert and be with him?""No! Mom, no matter what decision you make, I won't blame you. I know that Mom must have her own difficulties, right?"Lydia moves her lips, but in the end, she says nothing. In fact, even she herself feels a bit overly sentimental. Now that Lambert has taken the initiative to lower his head, she should go with the flow, shouldn't she? But she just doesn't want to do this!She can't get over that hurdle in her heart!The grievances and pain she has endured, can they be wiped out with just one sentence?Lydia feels that the only person she is sorry for is Wythe. She is very clear in her heart how much this child hopes that she and Lambert can be together again. This expectation can often be seen in his eyes. But whether it's said that she is selfish or sentimental, she doesn't want to force herself to stay with Lambe
Upon hearing this, Bob was extremely indignant. He had always loathed such despicable people who liked to stab others in the back. He would beat up such people every time he saw them.Lambert tapped on the table with his finger, carefully pondering the strangeness of the entire matter. Judging from Ben's financial resources, there was absolutely no way he could stage a comeback so quickly. Therefore, there must be someone else lurking behind this incident.After a long while, just when Ivan and Bob thought Lambert didn't want to discuss this topic anymore, Lambert suddenly blurted out, "Keep an eye on everything and don't take any action. We need to play a long game and catch a big fish!"Bob had always admired his boss's ability to strategize. As a result, he didn't question the boss's decision at all. As for Ivan, he was an absolute fan of Lambert. Since the big boss had spoken, they didn't need to be anxious. Just wait for good news. They believed that the boss would definitely mak
The subsequent conversation didn't make Sibyl relax much. In particular, Rein always gave her a very dangerous feeling that made her shudder. She was even considering whether she should advance her own plan as soon as possible?Ben, on the other hand, had a great conversation with Rein. The two even talked a lot about the JS matter without any hesitation.Throughout the whole process, Sibyl just kept her lips tightly closed and ate by herself."Ben, your daughter is really likable. She's beautiful, smart and well-behaved. It's really enviable." Rein's gaze fell on Sibyl, carrying a faint hint of appreciation, but it made Sibyl feel extremely disgusted."Thank you for your compliment, uncle."Sibyl was polite for a while, and then started eating again as if it had nothing to do with her. Ben frowned in dissatisfaction....Half an hour later, Rein left the café. In the private room, Ben looked at Sibyl with a gloomy face. "Sibyl, what's wrong with you? I asked you to come here to get c
The butler was stunned for a moment after hearing this. "Master, how could such a thing be controlled?"He had originally wanted to advise Odgen to let go and take things as they come, but his words inadvertently gave Odgen an idea."I've got it! Since he's so eager to remarry Lydia, I'll make it happen and ensure he marries her as soon as possible!"The butler stood speechless. Master, that wasn't what I meant at all!Odgen, however, seemed to have had an epiphany and calmed down. He leisurely sipped his coffee before making a phone call....In the top-floor office of Universal Conglomerate, Lambert sat holding a photo, deep in thought. His expression was particularly cold. "Is this the person Ben just met?""Yes, this man's name is Rein. He came from the capital, and more importantly, he's rumored to be an illegitimate son of the Arliss family. He's a half-brother to the current head, Hiram Arliss. He's also involved in the JS project.""It seems Rein is the one funding Ben in secr
"You mentioned a deal earlier—why don't you explain what it entails?" Lambert's voice was steady as he addressed Rein.Rein's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Lambert, you're as sharp as I thought. I enjoy doing business with smart people. My demands are simple—just hand over your shares in the JS project, and I'll pretend I didn't discover your substandard materials. How about that?"Lambert almost laughed out of sheer disbelief. This Arliss really knew how to make outrageous demands. "Arliss, are you joking? Do you really think you can get JS shares with just a few words? Are you still half-asleep?"Lambert's sarcasm wiped the smile off Rein's face. "So, you're saying no? Aren't you afraid that I'll expose what you've been hiding?"Lambert stood up, looking down at Rein with an icy gaze filled with disdain. "You're welcome to try."Rein instinctively straightened up in his seat, feeling the intense and overwhelming presence of the man standing before him. He couldn't help but admit th
The executives were anxious, discussing for a long time, only to find their boss showing no reaction at all. They exchanged glances, but gradually calmed down."Have you all finished?" Lambert spoke in a calm tone, his icy gaze sweeping over everyone, causing the executives to feel a chill and shiver involuntarily."Since everyone is done, how about I share my thoughts?" Lambert stood up, his tall figure somehow instilling a sense of reassurance. If the boss wasn't worried, why should they be?With that thought, the executives settled down, and Lambert signaled to Ivan, who quickly handed out a stack of documents to the executives.Everyone seriously began reviewing the materials, which included the work plans and expenditures of various departments within JS. Since the project was still under construction, it had yet to turn a profit."Boss, what is this detailed directory for?""Since the other party claims our group is cutting corners on this project, let's make all our funding exp
"Lydia might not want to see me right now. The last time I dropped you off, she got mad and kicked me out..." Lambert expressed his woes without pressure, hoping Wythe could come up with a solution.Wythe frowned upon reading the message. Adults were such contradictory creatures; why pretend to be indifferent when they clearly cared about each other?Sigh! Adults were truly hard to understand!"Dad, you could message her directly. Mom has a soft heart; maybe after a few messages, she'll start chatting with you!"Wythe's suggestion sparked an idea in Lambert. If Lydia could support him under a pseudonym, why couldn't he do the same to communicate with her? Perhaps they could create some sparks together.With this resolve, Lambert was about to set up a fake account when suddenly, the office door swung open, and Ivan rushed in, looking anxious."Boss, we've got a problem!"Lambert's heart sank but quickly steadied; it seemed Rein was up to something again."Calm down and tell me what hap
A sharp-eyed reporter immediately recognized Lambert, and soon, a crowd surrounded him, even the workers rising to hear what he had to say.Especially the family of the injured worker rushed to the front when they learned Lambert was coming. If Ivan hadn't intervened, the woman might have grabbed Lambert by his clothes!"You heartless boss! My husband was killed because of you! You'll pay for this!"Tears and mucus streaked down the woman's face as she wept, her expression both sorrowful and disheveled."Ma'am, we are currently investigating the cause of the accident. Rest assured, our company will not abandon you," Ivan tried to reason with her."What's there to investigate? It's clear your company cut corners for profit, using substandard materials! Otherwise, how could the steel have broken?"Her relentless accusations caused doubts to arise among those present about Universal Conglomerate. What she said made sense—if the materials were sound, how could such an accident happen, esp
"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