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. âForgive 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?â
âItâs fine. Just go back. Iâll go in and talk to her.â Natalie had a feeling that things would only get worse if these people went back in. Lydia wouldnât show them mercy.
Visibly relieved, the three thanked Natalie and hurriedly left.
Outside the door, Natalie took a moment to compose herself. Õ¼Ö ÊÉÊÖ Ê.ÆÖ Ê 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 didnât forget to hold her daughter in her arms to feed her. The baby kept crying though.
Noticing another personâs 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. âMay I come in?â Natalie stood by the door, her feet barely inside the ward. Her eyes took in the mess. She didnât 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.
âDo you need me to clean up?â Natalie stood in the middle of the disarray, at a loss for what to do next.
The babyâs crying had not ceased for a moment. Embarrassment started to creep into Natalie, and she decided to break the ice herself. âIâm just here to see you and your baby. You didnât look well yesterday in the Larson Group. Luckily the doctors came in time, and Iâm glad to see that you and the baby and both safe and sound.â
With these words, Natalie was subtly reminding Lydia of the help from the Larson Group. She was hoping that it would change Lydiaâs opinion of them. They were far from the cruel people the media presented them to be.
âAs you said, my daughter and I are both fine. I already thanked you for letting me stay inside the Larson Groupâs building yesterday.â Even as Lydia was devoid of any expression, she could feel Natalieâs respect from her words and demeanor.
But the thought of her husbandâs death brought anger rising to the surface once again. Her voice turned cold as she asked, âThereâs something I want to know. Last night, a worker from my husbandâs factory came to see me. He told me that your husband is the cause of my husbandâs death. The police just killed Jethro from an unconfirmed accusation. Is this true?â
Natalie had thought she was prepared to answer all Lydiaâs questions, but she still found herself stunned.
Was it because the outside world was too prejudiced against Brandon, or was it from the influence of public opinion? What led Lydia to misconstrue Brandon this much?
âBrandon didnât need to go through such danger.â Natalie kept her voice soft but there was no hint of falseness on her face. She was being sincere.
âThe truth is... it was Jethro himselfââ
âShut up!â Lydiaâs scream cut in angrily before Natalie could finish. She covered her ears and screamed, âI wonât listen to you slander and condemn my husband here!â
The more irritated Lydia got, the calmer Natalie became. âOkay, I wonât say anything more about it,â Natalie said in a soft voice. âCan you tell me first who told you about your husbandâs death?â
A worker who suddenly appeared and told Lydia the twisted version of Jethroâs death was clearly intended to sow discord between them.
âYou want me to tell you who he is? So, you and Brandon can kill another good man?â Lydia sneered. âWell, I wonât tell you, Natalie. My husband is dead. I wonât let another innocent person die in vain.â i Natalie shook her head and sighed. She knew Lydia could be really stubborn when it came to her husband. âLook, thereâs no use of me explaining things to you since you donât want to listen. But Iâm curious that you can still trust Jethro after what he did to you. He was lucky to be married to you because he didnât deserve a woman like you.â
Lydia closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. Her mood seemed to waver because of what Natalie had just said. Her eyes were still filled with resentment when she opened them again, âMy husband was not all that bad. He was actually good to me at home. He did what he did because he knew you wouldnât hurt me since I am pregnant. Because of my condition, he wouldnât be able to take me far away. I might die if he took me with him. So I can totally understand him.â
Natalie was speechless. Jethro obviously mistreated Lydia, but she still spoke for him. Natalie hadnât expected Lydia to be so stupid.
If Jethro were still alive, Natalie would like him to hear this sentimental speech about him.
âAs long as you 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 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 and starve, but donât let your baby suffer with you.â
Natalie couldnât help but feel softhearted as she gazed at the baby girl in Lydiaâs arms. Babies had a way of making people forget about their problems.
Lydia fell silent after hearing what Natalie said. In the quiet room, only the cries of the baby could be heard.
Natalie touched the girlâs soft cheek. Putting her hand in her mouth, the baby stopped crying and started babbling, curiously looking at the flowers in Natalieâs hands.
âNow, look at that! She likes me,â Natalie said, seemingly pleased with the baby. The look in Natalieâs eyes was soft. As soon as the baby stopped crying, Lydia started to relax. âI wonât accept the sympathy of the Larson Group, and I wonât attend the press conference to clarify it. You have seen me and my daughter. Can you leave here now?â she said, holding the baby firmly and turning her back to Natalie.
Since Lydia had asked Natalie to leave, it wasnât appropriate for Natalie to stay long.
Before leaving, she asked, âCan I have your phone number? I really like this baby. When you get out of the hospital, Iâll send her some baby stuff.â
Lydia frowned and gave Natalie a confused look.
Natalie shrugged and said, âItâs for the baby, not for you. And itâs not sympathy, not even flattery. Donât think much of it. I simply like the baby.â
Lydia looked at her daughter and spoke quietly to Natalie, giving her phone number.
âIâll call you. You can save my number.â Natalie put the flowers on the table and said, âEven if you donât attend the press conference, Iâm still willing to help you. Being a single mother wonât be easy. If you need anything, please call me at any time.â
Seeing that her words wouldnât get through to Lydia in her current state, Natalie walked out of the ward. When the door clicked shut, Lydia covered her face and broke into sobs.
In truth, Lydia knew that there was truth behind Natalieâs words. Õ¼Ö ÊÉÊÖ Ê.ÆÖ Ê The memory of Jethro picking up the money like crazy and running away was still vivid.
Her husband was not a good man. Before Lydia had gotten pregnant, there were more days than not that Jethroâs heavy hand made her b*ody its target. The abuse only stopped when she found out that she was carrying a baby. Jethro restrained himself then.
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