Novel & Cerita Lydia Hu Parents

After that, Lydia was about to close the door when she suddenly heard the voice of Gina behind her. "Dad!" Gina looked at Han Tianyang in disbelief. Although she always thought that Han Tianyang was still alive, when she saw him with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it. Lydia stood rooted to the spot! This old man turned out to be Gina’s father? Could it be that the daughter-in-law he was looking for was Gina? That was to say, this old man in front of her... he, he was the legendary Han Tianyang of the Hannigan Clan! Lydia was so scared that her heart was trembling.

Lydia covered her mouth and laughed, "I like you, but I'm hesitant. Because my parents won't leave me alone, they won't let me fall in love with you. They would only use me as a tool to lure rich men." Vince looked at Lydia quietly. Lydia said, "The day of graduation, I was taken away by my parents. I think our destiny is over. I didn't want to bring you into trouble, so I didn't contact you. I think it must have caused you a lot of pain. I'm sorry."

___________________ Across town, Lydia was fuming. She’d been striving to become queen since she was a child. Her parents always told her she was meant for great things, so it hadn’t been hard to convince them to bring her to Moon Valley as a teenager. She’d sidled up to Henry Sinclair’s presumed heir, only to suffer the severe bad luck of choosing the wrong brother – twice.

The person’s tone became more icy. "The opposing side has a severe past. Trouble is not what we desire. Look for another person.” Lydia’s eyes grew wide. "Are you certain you didn't find the wrong person? Her granddad, an orphan, reared her. You—she's as weak as an ant.” The line ended. Lydia’s rage exploded. She threw her phone to the floor. There was a sharp, clear crack when it broke. Haley had no parents and was an orphan. What kind of "background" might she have?

Lydia replied. She knew what it was like having an absent father. Her dad knocked her mom up at 16 and left. It’s the reason why Lydia and her mom had such a close relationship. They were all each other had growing up. When Lydia’s moms parents found out she was pregnant she was given two choices, to get an abortion or to get out. And so she left. And the minute she chose Lydia, her mom worked her ass off to give her a good life. And Lydia’s life was good growing up. They weren’t rich, but Lydia had everything a girl could need. Which is why Lydia continued to fight so hard for her mother and took the career path she did.

She didn't understand why Henrietta was suddenly talking about her parents and the fact that she had a serious tone was making Lydia more worried. "My parents? Is there a reason you want me to talk about my parents? As much as I would love to tell you about them, I lost my parents quite a long time ago so I don't really remember much and there is really nothing I can tell you about them at the moment," Lydia said.

Lia said, touching Lydia's leg and she giggled. "That's ticklish and don't worry about that. I had more free time. How did you learn?" Lia smiled as she moved her seed home. “From my mom. I don’t really know who my dad is and so it has always been my mum and I.” "That's beautiful." Lydia's stomach growled and she flushed in embarrassment holding her stomach. "I'm getting hungry." "Me too." Lia rubbed her belly, thankful that Lydia had said something. She had been too shy to say anything since it was the middle of the night.

Lydia stands in the living room holding a printed document. Paper. Not digital. Intentional. “You didn’t tell me,” she says quietly. Her tone stops me. Not angry. Hurt. “What specifically?” I ask. She lifts the document slightly. “I requested background archives after the article.” Her voice tightens. “Your mother wasn’t unstable, Adrian.” I say nothing. “She was pushed out,” Lydia continues. “Your father erased her socially when he remarried. Every record after that labels her unreliable. That’s not reporting. That’s punishment.”

Henry let out a bitter laugh, hesitated momentarily, and then said, "Lydia, maybe they're not your real parents." Lydia was momentarily stunned, thinking Henry was only trying to comfort her. She shook her head and replied, "Henry, I know you're trying to make me feel better. Don't worry, I'm fine now." "Alright, let's go," Henry said, deciding to wait a bit longer for the investigation results. He feared that if Lydia believed her biological mother had abandoned her, it would hurt her even more.

Elena’s face showed a flash of surprise, her brow furrowed as she searched her memory. She didn't recognize her face at all. "Hi! And who are you?" Elena asked, her voice cautious but polite, her hands resting on the edge of the catalog she had been organizing. Lydia let out a soft, humorless laugh, slowly sliding her oversized designer sunglasses down the bridge of her nose to reveal her bloodshot, calculating eyes. "I’m Lydia. Lydia Vane. Charlie Vane's wife. And we, my dear, have a very important mutual acquaintance."