However, little did Lydia know that Merrick, standing behind them, heard every single word.
Merrick arrived a step ahead of Lydia. As to why he was there, he couldn't quite explain it himself. It was as if some unseen force had driven him, like a jealous husband catching his spouse in the act, to do something that even he found inexplicable.
But after overhearing Lydia's genuine words, he felt his trip wasn't in vain and that he had gained something significant.
Merrick's face was a mask of ice, revealing only a pair of eyes that seemed capable of shooting bullets. He clenched his fists, his teeth grinding in anger.
"Lydia... what do you want? With your talent and your stunning looks, you could easily find a good job and a good man to marry. Why resort to deceit? Why make me look down on you?"
Kellan was furious, his voice booming as he questioned Lydia.
"Mr. Erickson, from the day you abandoned me, my life has had nothing to do with you. What I do is none of your business."
