Early the next morning, Lydia received a call from Andrew, saying he wanted to treat them to a welcome-back celebration.Lydia felt a bit resigned; this was just how Andrew was sometimes—so considerate that she couldn't even bring herself to refuse.After quickly getting herself and Wythe dressed, Lydia took Wythe downstairs.Andrew had been waiting for half an hour, but there was no trace of displeasure on his face. He enjoyed this waiting process, watching his beloved step closer to him step by step. His heart felt warm, and his smile softened even more."Good morning, Andrew!""Good morning!"Wythe, with his serious expression as usual and a hint of confusion in his eyes, indicating he hadn't fully woken up, looked adorably drowsy.Lydia affectionately ruffled Wythe's hair. "Sweetheart, you can sleep a bit more in the car."Andrew felt a bit embarrassed. "Did I come too early and disturb you? After all, you just came back from Paris, and I'm sure the jet lag hasn't worn off yet. I'
Lydia was on the verge of going mad with anger at this scumbag. Even though she was a bit far away and couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, hitting a woman was definitely not right!Filled with rage, Lydia first went forward to help the woman up, and then she stopped the man who was about to leave.As soon as the woman was helped up by Lydia, she bowed her head and thanked Lydia before hurrying away as if fleeing, clearly feeling guilty.Lydia didn't notice this, because she saw the man's face turning towards her, and she was utterly dumbfounded.It was the pervert who had been misbehaving in the restroom!Lambert's eyes stared closely at Lydia's face, his expressionless face exuding an indifferent aura that made people inexplicably fearful.Lydia felt a bit intimidated, but she secretly clenched her fists to encourage herself."Don't you think what you did just now was too much? Is it necessary to be so brutal to a woman? I think you owe that woman an apology...""Do you know
"Hey, are you back to your senses?"Like the low, husky tones of a cello, the voice smashed into Lydia's ears, abruptly waking her up.She raised her head and met a pair of mocking eyes, suddenly infuriated!Thinking about how she had been inexplicably molested by this man, Lydia's face flushed with heat."You! Bastard!" Lydia was furious and lost her temper, not mincing her words. She then noticed that the people who had chased after them earlier seemed to have left.Lambert extended his slender fingers, lightly touching Lydia's delicate red lips. The mockery in his eyes didn't diminish. "Is that so? It seems like you enjoyed it too... Mm!"Before Lambert could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp blow between his legs. The spot that was previously alert suddenly became limp with pain. His usually calm and indifferent face twisted slightly, veins popping on his forehead in an instant.Lydia pushed Lambert away all of a sudden, and then, with her chin raised slightly, she looked at th
Following that, a cry of pain came from outside the car. "Ah! My leg!"Lydia's face paled. She hurriedly got out of the car to check the situation.Fortunately, there was no gruesome scene with blood splattering everywhere, which somewhat eased Lydia's mind. However, the situation before her didn't seem optimistic.A middle-aged man lay in front of her car, wearing a suit that still seemed intact. Beside him, a briefcase lay on the ground, with documents scattered around.There was a slight dent in the front of the car, resembling the aftermath of hitting someone.The man was clutching his leg tightly, wailing, "Ah! My leg is broken! It hurts so much!"Lydia furrowed her brow. Although she might have been distracted at the time, she had slammed on the brakes the moment she saw the person. Moreover, although she had heard a collision, it didn't sound like the impact of a physical body!But looking at his painful expression, it didn't seem like an act. For a moment, Lydia felt extremely
Bob didn't understand at first, but he soon realized that his boss wasn't joking. As a qualified bodyguard, he quickly understood his boss's intention—it was time for a hero rescue!"Bring the check over," Lambert ordered.Bob immediately understood, taking out a check from his bag and respectfully handing it to Lambert.After Lambert swiftly signed his name and filled in the amount, Bob quickly got out of the car and headed towards the growing crowd.Leaning back slightly, Lambert's deep black eyes focused on Lydia's bewildered face.They met again!As Lambert leisurely watched the scene unfold, Lydia was on the verge of panic.Her phone's ringing reminded her that it was already 8:50, and it seemed like she would be late for her important meeting.Meeting for the first time and being late already—would UC still trust her as a business partner?But this man was stubbornly holding onto her, refusing to let her leave.Lydia was on the brink of insanity!"Hey! Let go of me!"Just when L
Lambert's gaze was deep as he looked at Lydia's face through the rearview mirror. Lydia was momentarily speechless. Honestly, she didn't know how to thank this person. Though it might be a small favor for him, Lydia didn't want to owe him this kindness.Just as Lydia furrowed her brow, pondering how to properly thank him, Lambert suddenly spoke up, "By the way, I don't know your name yet.""Lydia Gilford.""Lambert Halsey!"The two exchanged names and fell into silence again. Lydia felt awkward and uneasy, almost forgetting about the cooperative meeting she was already late for.Fortunately, Lambert reminded her in time, "Where are you rushing to?"Lydia was taken aback, her expression instantly turning grim. "Oh no! My cooperative meeting!"She glanced at the time; it was 8:58. Even if she flew there, she probably wouldn't make it to UC on time. She felt a sense of disappointment."What's wrong? Where are you headed?""Do you know about Universal Conglomerate? I have a meeting at 9,
The deep voice, as melodious as plucking strings of a harp, caused Lydia's ears to redden involuntarily as she looked at Lambert's outstretched hand.He seemed to have seen through all her embarrassing moments!Lydia suddenly recalled the phone call Lambert had made in the car earlier.Could it be that the postponed meeting he mentioned was the collaboration meeting she was supposed to attend?A sweet sensation filled Lydia's heart inexplicably.When she snapped back to reality, she found herself shaking Lambert's hand."Thank you, Mr. Halsey. Here's to a fruitful collaboration!"Lambert smirked. "To a fruitful collaboration indeed!"Everything went smoothly thereafter, much to Lydia's disbelief. Her confident demeanor left a lasting impression on Lambert.Suddenly, he realized that this woman, apart from being helpless and amusing, had another side to her.Lydia stood at the podium, presenting her meticulously designed creations one by one.Her crisp voice calmly elaborated on the mu
A few days later, at the largest hotel in the city - Queen Hotel.At this moment, it was bustling with activity, with countless reporters flocking here.They orderly entered the hotel lobby with their respective press badges. Once inside, the reporters began gossiping with acquaintances.Anytime, gossip about wealthy families was their favorite topic!"Why such a big fuss today?""Don't you know? I heard that Lydia Gilford, the granddaughter of Mr. Elijah Zeal, the former chairman of ZQ Group, is back.""Lydia Gilford? Harlan Gilford's daughter? I don't think I've heard of her. Elijah Zeal has been dead for so many years, and now even ZQ Group is under the name of her son-in-law--Harlan Gilford. What does she want by coming back now?""Who knows?"People tend to forget.Six years have passed, and they had long forgotten that Lydia was the sole heir to the Zeal family. Once envied by countless girls as a princess of a prestigious family, she had long disappeared from everyone's memory.
"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