From His Invisible Wife to the World's Icon novel Chapter 104

Madeline struggled to lift her hand.

Lydia lowered her head, feeling her mother's warm palm rest against her cheek. Her thumb gently wiped away a stray tear from the corner of her eye.

"I know you're hurting, but there is no better option right now."

"Let's focus on getting you treated first. If things truly don't work out between you and Frederick down the line, I won't force you to stay. Okay?"

"Be a good girl. Don't make me worry."

Looking at her mother's pale face and the genuine concern in her eyes, a thousand words caught in Lydia's throat.

She nodded and walked out of the room.

Julian went inside to look after Madeline.

Harrison approached, his expression somber. "Lydia, no one can force you to do something you hate."

"I can find you world-class doctors too."

"Your mom's reasoning isn't exactly foolproof. A lot of people are perfectly happy without kids..."

It seemed Harrison had already gathered Madeline's stance while he was in the room earlier.

He was the only one present who knew she was pursuing a divorce.

She knew he was just trying to help.

"Don't worry about me, Harrison. I know what I want." She was never going to just roll over and accept her fate.

She would rather die alone than stay Mrs. Foster.

"You've had a long day. You should go home and rest."

"About the house..."

"Don't worry, I've already hired a construction crew to handle the repairs," Harrison said, offering a light tease to lift her spirits. "I'll have them build a highly secure mini-lab for Madeline while they're at it. We can't have her doing experiments bare-handed anymore."

"Let me know how much it costs, and I'll transfer the money to you," Lydia replied with a faint smile.

Harrison always made her feel like she had someone to rely on.

Her life wasn't entirely clouded in darkness.

"Mrs. Foster can't even have children, and Mr. Foster isn't disgusted at all. He's staying right by her side. Some people go their whole lives without ever meeting these specialists."

"Mr. Foster is such a good man. Mrs. Foster must have saved the galaxy in her past life."

Lydia shot them an icy glare, and they scattered like birds.

She scoffed inwardly.

No wonder he was sticking around. It was all for his public image.

A good man?

A piece of trash was more like it.

"We'll proceed with the treatment plan you've laid out," Frederick's cool voice pulled Lydia back to reality.

A sudden chill brushed against her hand as it rested on the armrest. She looked down sharply, seeing him holding her hand. She immediately tried to pull away, but his grip tightened like a vice around her wrist.

Caleb pulled out his phone, snapped a photo of them, and then stepped out to coordinate with the PR department.