Lydia Hu Parents Novels & Stories

"I knew she'd try something with 'maternity'—it's the only thing she could use to disqualify you." Lucian addressed the Council: "Lydia and Elara are half-sisters. They share a father, but different mothers. The DNA of Leo and Mia Vance shows a 99.9% match to the maternal markers of Elara Vance’s late mother, Martha. They share zero markers with Lydia’s maternal line." He turned to Lydia, who was shrinking under the gaze of the Elders. "Who paid you, Lydia? Was it the gambling debts in Vegas? Or the mortgage on that villa in Spain Beatrice promised you?"

The twenty years old Lydia Violet was peeking for her mother, Viviane Violet, from the window of her room on the second floor. Viviane went out together with the rest of the fighters to the Black River to aid her daughter in law, Brianna, just in case she needed her help. Lydia frowned to see her mother's glimpse slowly disappear, she hated it when her mother acted secretive to her. ‘Why did she leave me alone?’ Lydia pouted, ‘Everyone is gone, including Zack, Brianna, and most of the warriors… but why she didn't tell me anything!’

Hylda replied coldly, "What do you think? You were supposed to look after Hugo, yet you managed to lose him as soon as I sent him to you!" Lydia defended herself. "It wasn't entirely my fault. It was dark, and Hugo ran out on his own. There are so many children in the kindergarten. How am I supposed to keep an eye on everyone?" In fact, Lydia was not feeling guilty at all. Albert invited all the prominent figures of Rivera to his second wedding. Lydia wanted to attend and take this opportunity to expand her social circle. She wanted to know more people of higher social status so that her son would have better opportunities in the future.

“Lambert, since you’re being open with me, let me be honest with you. We do like Wythe very much, but we don't approve of his mother. There are things you might not remember. Lydia has been divorced, and her family background is very complicated. Her mother was murdered, and after a mistress took over, her father seized her grandfather’s inheritance. When Lydia returned, she reclaimed the inheritance but sent her father and stepmother to jail. Shortly after, her stepmother killed her father. How can we let someone with such a complicated past into the Halsey family?” Lambert frowned. He had seen these details but viewed Lydia as a victim in this situation.

Lydia paused and continued, "I think there are some things I would rather talk to you about now than face others. Don't worry, what I will say is not a secret. You don't have to be so nervous. Just some things that I have been buried in the bottom of my heart. There has been no suitable listener for these matters before. I feel that if I don't say it out, I should never have a chance to say it again. I think you might be willing to be the listener, right? “ I have a hunch that this story may be the reason Lydia became a spy! I nodded and listened to her carefully. She smiled and said, "Let me just say something that even Pearl and others don't know!" Her gaze seemed to penetrate time, lookin

The earliest photo was sent five years ago, showing a newborn's feet. "Our princess was born at 6.8 pounds. Mommy cried her eyes out." It turned out that Lydia wasn't opposed to the idea of being a mother. After all, she had already experienced motherhood. I recalled how she had told me that she wanted to spend the rest of our lives with just the two of us. Did she take me for a fool? I placed Lydia's phone back on the bedside cabinet and crawled back into bed, keeping my eyes open until dawn broke on the horizon.

Lydia’s expression stiffened as she took awkward glances at Nicole. It was as if she was afraid of what Nicole would say. However, Nicole did not even look at her and explained, “Her mother is with my second uncle.” She could not be bothered to say anything more. After all, it was not good to air her family’s dirty laundry in public. Ian responded with a faint “mm” and no longer continued to ask. After all, he was not that interested anyway. Lydia secretly sighed in relief. She paused in her steps and narrowed her eyes involuntarily. ‘If only my last name is Stanton like Nicole…’

They exchanged glances, their eyes darting between their master and the young woman with the sweet face, whispering various speculative guesses to one another. Lydia blinked, feeling as though she were floating. She had almost forgotten what it was like to be cared for so attentively. Besides her grandparents, she rarely experienced such personal concern from anyone. Her memories of her parents were sparse; whenever they were together, it usually ended in arguments and, ultimately, divorce. She had witnessed her mother’s constant suffering. Even when her parents were newly married, their happiness was fleeting. It was one of the reasons her mother had sent her to live in a dormitory, far fro

Lydia finally spoke up and Father turned to her. His eyes were so red yahg it could easily be passed as a fire. “You dare to speak as well? Do you want me to take you up like him too?” Pa Zulu said and she immediately went mute. Damien finally stopped struggling and looked at his father angrily. I didn't care, no wonder he is not even Pa Zulu's son. He is nothing like him. Now I have doubts about Lydia too. Constantly scheming against everyone. How can they actually be siblings?

he asked mockingly. Lydia raised her teary face and stared at her father. She always bragged about herself being the heir to her father's throne so she could command their respect. But in reality, she was a disgrace to her father. She was a child of rape. Her father had lost his destined mate when a pack of rogue wolves attacked his pack and he had gone feral, killing every creature in his path. It had taken the strong withholding spells of the Sisters Of The Night to calm his insane mind but he never remained the same.