Lambert held Wythe's small hand as they waited in the living room for Lydia to finish getting ready. Wythe, growing impatient, pouted, "Dad, Mom is so slow!"No matter how smart he was, he was still just a child, with all the usual impatience of one.Lambert crouched down to look Wythe in the eyes. "Wythe, learning to wait is an essential trait of a gentleman. Besides, don't you want to see Mom looking her best?"Wythe proudly lifted his chin. "Mom's always beautiful, even without getting dressed up! Right, Dad?"Lambert was momentarily speechless, caught off guard by his son's response. He chuckled and affectionately tapped Wythe's nose. "You're such a clever little rascal!""Of course I am!" Wythe said, beaming with pride.Just then, Lydia descended the stairs. She was dressed in a light pink gown, her delicate features enhanced by a subtle touch of makeup. Her skin, smooth and radiant, looked even more stunning against the soft pink, giving her an almost ethereal appearance, like a
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