The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 571

The door to the ward was still open. Chances were Lydia heard every word loud and clear.

None of the employees had realized it until that moment. One of the three spoke up, looking contrite. “Forgive us, Mrs. Larson. Our behavior was unacceptable. We let our emotions get the better of us and spoke without thought. Should we go in and apologize?”

“It’s fine. Just go back. I’ll go in and talk to her.” Natalie had a feeling that things would only get worse if these people went back in. Lydia wouldn’t show them mercy.

Visibly relieved, the three thanked Natalie and hurriedly left.

Outside the door, Natalie took a moment to compose herself. ռօʋɛʟօʐ.ƈօʍ She tried her best to wear a friendly smile as she walked inside the ward.

All her mental preparation seemed to have been in vain. She was still seized with shock the moment she saw Lydia.

The woman looked much more haggard than Natalie remembered from yesterday. Her messy hair was sticking to her scalp, and her face was red and swollen, with telltale streaks of tears drying on her cheeks. She must have cried her eyes out.

Even in this state, Lydia didn’t forget to hold her daughter in her arms to feed her. The baby kept crying though.

Noticing another person’s presence, Lydia turned her head and glared at her visitor. The ferocity in her gaze turned to hesitation when she saw who it was. Lydia said nothing, the vicious words that had been ready to pierce the next person lodging heavily in her throat. “May I come in?” Natalie stood by the door, her feet barely inside the ward. Her eyes took in the mess. She didn’t know where to stand.

Lydia offered no response. She lowered her head, pouring her attention on trying to soothe the crying baby in her arms. Natalie took her silence as acquiescence and walked further in, placing the fruit basket on the table. She looked around next for a vase to hold the bouquet but her eyes found several pieces of broken porcelain littering the floor.

you need me to clean up?” Natalie stood in the middle of the disarray, at a loss for what

here to see you and your baby. You didn’t look

Group. She was hoping that it would change

letting me stay inside the Larson Group’s building yesterday.” Even as Lydia was devoid of any expression, she could feel Natalie’s respect from

thought of her husband’s death brought anger rising to the surface once again. Her voice turned cold as she asked, “There’s something I want to know. Last night, a worker from my husband’s factory came to see me. He told me that your

had thought she was prepared to answer all Lydia’s questions, but she still found

or was it from the influence of public opinion? What led

soft but there was no hint of falseness on her face. She

up!” Lydia’s scream cut in angrily before Natalie could finish. She covered her ears and screamed, “I won’t listen

the calmer Natalie became. “Okay, I won’t say anything more about it,” Natalie said

and told Lydia the twisted version of Jethro’s death was clearly intended to sow discord between

you and Brandon can kill another good man?” Lydia sneered. “Well, I won’t tell you, Natalie. My husband is dead. I won’t let another innocent person

and sighed. She knew Lydia could be really stubborn when it came to her husband. “Look, there’s no use of me explaining things to you since you don’t want to listen. But I’m curious that you can still trust Jethro after what he did to you. He was lucky to be married to you because he

He was actually good to me at home. He did what

Jethro obviously mistreated Lydia, but she still spoke for him. Natalie hadn’t expected Lydia to be so

like him to hear this sentimental

believe in that. I am also the wife of a man, so I understand that you may implicitly believe that Jethro would not have escaped from prison, but even if you were his wife, you cannot lose your own judgment. And now you are a mother. You have

but feel softhearted as she gazed at the baby girl in Lydia’s arms. Babies had a way of making people forget

after hearing what Natalie said. In the quiet room, only the

baby stopped crying and started babbling, curiously looking at