Chapter 462 Test

Lydia bit her lip. “I know I messed up. You have every right to be upset with me. I deserve it. But I truly care about you, Dalton. Everything I’ve done is because I love you. Even if everyone else abandons you, I’ll still be here.”

Dalton looked down and lit a cigarette.

“You just had lung surgery…” Lydia tried to take the cigarette from him. “Dalton, can’t you wait until you’re out of the hospital to smoke?”

Lydia and Meryl were half-sisters and shared a resemblance, which left Dalton momentarily distracted.

A nurse came by to remind Lydia to rest after her miscarriage, but she shook her head. “My husband is ill. I need to take care of him,” she insisted, heading to the kitchen. “Dalton, you just woke up from surgery and can only have something light. How about I make you some porridge?”

The VIP ward had a small kitchen, fully equipped. Dalton didn’t refuse; he simply accepted her care without comment.

Lydia did everything she could to please him, hoping he wouldn’t divorce her.

After about two weeks, Dalton was feeling much better. He was

“I’ve got good news and even better news. Which do you want first?” Billy asked, trying to sound mysterious.

Dalton exhaled smoke slowly and replied coldly, “Not interested.”

“Ah, there’s the prince of Kingsdom I know. Look at you, all charming and tough! You could have any woman you want,” Billy said, trying to flatter him.

Dalton gave him a cold look and tossed the cigarette butt into the trash. “What’s the good news?”

“The good news is your uncle’s dream girl, Rachel, is coming back tomorrow night. The better news is that the Powell family’s wildcard is back, and Kingsdom is about to get interesting!”

Dalton remained indifferent. “Rachel coming back might concern me, but why is the other news better?”

“Let me explain,” Billy said, pulling his chair closer. “Chandler’s been ruling Kingsdom, but that wildcard is a loose cannon. After years of laying low, he’s back and likely to shake things up, which could hurt your uncle’s interests.”

Dalton considered this thoughtfully. Just then, Lydia entered with some fresh fruit.

Billy had finished his piece and stood to leave. Lydia escorted him to the door, then washed an apple, cut it into pieces, and fed them to Dalton. He took a bite and found it surprisingly sweet.

“Dalton, if your check-up goes well, the doctor says you can be discharged tomorrow and continue recovering at home,” she

“I see,” Dalton replied softly. “Thanks for taking care of me these past few days.”

Lydia was taken aback and pleased. “No need to thank me. It’s my duty as your wife."

Dalton suddenly asked, “Meryl and I spent a lot of time alone at the manor. Aren’t you curious about what we were doing?”

Lydia was caught off guard, unsure of his intentions. She thought, “Is he testing me?”