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

crying had not ceased for a moment. Embarrassment started to creep into Natalie, and she decided to break the ice herself. “I’m just here to see you and your baby. You didn’t look well yesterday in the Larson Group. Luckily

subtly reminding Lydia of the help from the Larson Group. She was hoping that it would change Lydia’s opinion of

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

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

thought she was prepared to answer all

Brandon, or was it from the influence of public

such danger.” Natalie kept her voice soft but there was no hint of falseness

Natalie could finish. She covered her ears and screamed, “I won’t listen to

more about it,” Natalie said in a soft

the twisted version of Jethro’s death was clearly intended

tell you who he is? So, you and Brandon can kill another good man?” Lydia sneered. “Well, I won’t tell you, Natalie. My

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

them again, “My husband was not all that bad. He was actually good to me at home. He did what he did because he knew you wouldn’t hurt me since I am pregnant. Because of my condition, he wouldn’t be able to take me far away. I might die if he took me with him.

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

would like him to hear this sentimental

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 to think of your baby. Jethro is dead and even your survival will be a problem after leaving the hospital. You may be okay live on the streets

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

hearing what Natalie said. In the quiet room, only the cries of the baby could

the girl’s soft cheek. Putting her hand in her mouth, the baby stopped crying and started babbling, curiously