Lydia Hu Married Novels & Stories

The New Year's Eve dinner is almost ready when the doorbell rings. I wipe my hands and answer the door, thinking it's a relative stopping by. "Justin Lowell." I can never mistake that face. I slam the door shut and press my back against it, my heart racing. "Who's that? Why didn't you let them in?" My wife, Lily Fisk, pokes her head out from the kitchen. "Don't open…" My throat goes tight. It's too late. Lily's already turning the doorknob. The woman outside smiles at Lily and says, "Hello. I'm Justin's wife, Katy Dugan." The rolling pin slips from Lily's hand and hits the ground. She immediately turns to look at me. "Justin." Lily's voice is trembling. "Is she telling the trut

Liana’s POV The city never really sleeps, not even when I want it to. From the balcony, I can see its pulse. The headlights tracing arteries of glass and steel, the faint hum of machinery rising from Z-Core’s district like mechanical breath. Somewhere in that grid of light, there’s a secret buried deep enough to drive men mad and tonight, that secret has my husband’s name all over it. I set my phone down on the marble counter and stare at the message again. No greeting, no signature. Just the name that’s been following me like a ghost for weeks: ELIA.

Time passed quickly, and by the time Marvin was three, Lydia’s plan to fully integrate into the Gregory family still hadn’t progressed. She grew anxious. That’s when she targeted Kendrick’s mother. While she never admitted this outright at the detention center, she hinted at it—soon after, Lilly died. Colten was devastated, drowning in grief. Lydia started bringing Marvin to visit the Gregory family elders regularly, slowly gaining their favor. Eventually, the old man and woman warmed up to her and began urging Colten to accept her and move on from his grief. With their pressure, Colten finally married Lydia. She had waited nearly four years to achieve this—finally becoming the daughter-in-l

“Me! I’m rich, pretty and popular. Think about your dad’s hospital. It’ll perish without my family’s support. One day, we can even get married and I’ll bring so much profit to your-” “Are you nuts?” Nathan scolds her. “What’s the matter with you? Why the f*ck do you wanna throw away your life after someone who doesn’t even like you back?” Lydia only cries harder which flusters Nathan. “Look, I don’t wanna be with you,” he tells her. “I’m with Halsey now.” “No!”

Then, the Staff went on to the next question, "So, did you hire a lawyer to discuss the division of property?" "My Lawyer will handle that, Give her three..." Before the last word "Billon" could be uttered, Lydia cut him off. "I don't need anything!" She said Hmmm?? Lydia smiled at his gaze like a siren, narrowed into little crescent moons. "What are you playing again? Didn't you marry me for my money?" Lydia fondles the divorce certificate in her hand, her nose slightly sore, having been married to him for three years but her love for him is much more than that.

Taking a deep breath to suppress her emotions, Lydia spoke firmly, "Uncle, Aunt, I mean no disrespect, but marriage is between Lambert and me. It has little to do with the Halsey family. Whether you acknowledge it or not, I am already Lambert's wife." Lydia's confident words only made Odgen and Nydia dislike her more, perceiving her tone as boastful.

Cale finally said with a long exhale. Lydia let out a short, humorless laugh. “Really?” Her eyes dropped to the photograph again. “Because to me, this looks a little too significant to be called ‘nothing.’” “Mrs. Lydia…” Naomi tried speaking again, her eyes already shimmering with tears. “Please don’t misunderstand. I only found out about all of this today too.” But Lydia still could not calm the storm inside her mind. “I came here carrying tea,” she said quietly while staring at Cale, “and then I hear my husband talking about the possibility of marrying another woman.”

Lydia strolled toward a newly acquired antique, her eyes gleaming with a faint smile as she replied, "I don't care who becomes our daughter-in-law. As long as the child's a Lloyd, that's all that matters." She gently wiped the dust off the antique and added with a calm finality, "As for who gets to be Gene's wife, that's up to Gene."

Lydia's eyes held no concern. Instead, there was only disdain. "Clean this up and hurry up with the food. Everyone's starving." The door closed behind her. She didn't know about the tumor in my stomach that needed immediate attention, or that I'd just discovered at the hospital that our marriage was a complete sham. My life had been nothing but a joke from the moment I fell in love with her. The following day was Saturday. Lydia left early in the morning, saying she had an urgent client to meet.

Ryan just stared at her, at a complete loss. Was she out of her mind? What the hell had Julian done to her? First Victor, then Julian—both Ashfords, both disasters. He used to think she’d get over that family after Victor’s accident, but no. She’d latched onto the younger one instead, and now it was full-blown obsession. And never mind Julian’s so-called charm or talent—the man was married. Why the hell would she throw herself into that mess? “ENOUGH,” Ryan snapped. “He’s married, Lydia. Married. I didn’t raise you to be someone’s affair.”