My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 158 No More Feelings

"I'm fine now," the Old Madam replied with a smile.

Sydney nodded. "That's good."

Then, the Old Madam suddenly remembered something and pointed to the bedside. "Syd, Felicia's son came to see her yesterday and brought her a lot of hawthorns he grew at home. Don’t you like to eat hawthorn cake? Take these hawthorns back with you."

Sydney looked at the hawthorns in the basket. They were big and red, making them very appetizing to look at.

Just as she was about to nod and agree, Julien said," No!"

The Old Madam frowned.

The smile on Sydney's face also faded slowly.

The Old Madam looked at Julien with dissatisfaction." Why not? I'm giving this to Syd. Why do we need your permission?"

She never knew that this grandson of hers was so stingy.

He was not even willing to give Sydney some hawthorn!

Sydney did not say anything, nor did she get angry.

It was just some hawthorn. If he did not want to give it to her, so be it.

There was no need to get angry over something so trivial.

Looking at the changes in the Old Madam and Sydney's expressions, Julien knew that they had misunderstood and lowered his eyes, saying in a faint voice, "She can't eat hawthorn."

After learning that Sydney was pregnant, he did not know what came over him to look up on the Internet the things that pregnant women had to pay attention to. He looked up a list of food that pregnant women could not eat.

Hawthorn was one of them.

"Why not?" The Old Madam stared at Julien sternly. If Julien did not give her an acceptable reason, she would not listen to him.

Sydney also looked at Julien, not understanding why he would think that she could not eat hawthorn.

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Sydney did not announce her pregnancy.

Thus, he naturally could not reveal it on behalf of her.

After thinking about it, his eyes flickered slightly and he said, "Felicia gave these to you. What would she think if you gave it to other people? You should just tell Felicia to bake the hawthorn cake or press it into juice for you."

The Old Madam's hand trembled in anger. "That's your reason for not giving Syd the hawthorn? Wow, you're amazing, Julien. I think you must’ve stayed with Velma for too long and her stinginess rubbed off on you. Look at how selfish you are. If I had known back then, I wouldn't have left you to Velma to raise."

Julien's lips twitched imperceptibly when he heard his grandmother call him a selfish and self- interested person. Then, he glanced at Sydney.

He subconsciously did not want Sydney to think that he was that kind of person.

"Syd, take the hawthorns back with you later. Don't listen to him. These are my hawthorns. He's not qualified to make decisions for me," the Old Madam glared at Julien fiercely and said in a tone that brooked no argument.

Sydney nodded. "Okay."

The more Julien did not want to give it to her, the more she wanted to take it.

If he was unhappy, then she was happy.

Sydney raised her eyes and looked at Julien, the provocation in her gaze unconcealed.

Julien wanted to laugh.

Forget it. If she wanted to take it, then she could take it.

At most, he would think of a way to get rid of the hawthorns later. In any case, he could not let her eat the hawthorns.

"What are you still standing there for? Pour a glass of water for Syd." The Old Madam got angry again when she saw Julien standing there like a pole.

After what just happened, she became more and more unhappy when she looked at her grandson. He used to be such an excellent child. How did he become like this now?

Julien hummed, took a disposable paper cup, and went to the water dispenser to get water.

After filling it up, he walked to Sydney and handed it to her.

"Thanks." Sydney thanked him politely and took the cup.

Julien hummed and warned her, "It's hot."

The Old Madam looked at him in surprise.

Was he concerned about Sydney?

Sydney did not think that Julien was concerned about her. After all, a reminder like that was completely ordinary.

If it were her, she would have reminded him kindly as well.

Thus, she did not think anything of it.

Sydney blew the hot water, took a sip, and could not help but make a sound of confusion.

"What's wrong, Syd?" the Old Madam asked with concern.

Sydney looked at Julien oddly. "President Flint, did you add honey?"

"Yeah." Julien nodded. "You don't like it?"

There was a subtle tension in his tone.

The Old Madam's decades of experience was far superior to Sydney's.

Sydney could not notice it, but the Old Madam did. Her heart was shocked.

Just now, she suspected that Julien was concerned about Sydney.

Now, he heard that Julien added honey for Sydney and even nervously asked if she liked it. What did that mean? It meant that Julien had feelings for Sydney.

However, Julien was too useless and did not realize it himself!

At that thought, the Old Madam became completely annoyed at Julien.

Sydney smiled faintly at Julien. "No, I was just surprised. Thank you, President Flint."

Julien lifted his chin. "No need."

His heart was relieved.

It seemed like his initiative did not make her unhappy.

Julien's lips curved up a little happily.

The Old Madam gave him a side-glance. "Idiot!” 1

Julien raised his brows. "Grandma, are you talking about me?"

What did he do?

Why was he called an idiot?

Sydney also looked at the Old Madam in confusion.

The Old Madam snorted coldly. "Who else?"

He could not even see his feelings clearly. What was he if not an idiot?

Julien pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved. Just as he was about to ask the reason, his phone rang.

He frowned and took out his phone. When he saw that it was from Lyra, his gaze suddenly became complicated.

"Why aren't you picking up?" the Old Madam asked.

Julien's thin lips moved. He did not really want to pick up.

Especially in front of Grandma and...

Julien glanced at Sydney.

Sydney's mouth twitched.

Strange. Why was he looking at her?

She turned her head to the side.

Julien felt a little upset at her cold attitude and answered with a huff, "Hello, Lyra?"

He took the phone and walked to the balcony.

The Old Madam's expression was unpleasant. "It's that woman again."

Sydney laughed. "Ms. Madden is President Flint's fiancee. Isn't it normal for her to call him?"

"Only that fool is blind enough not to see that that woman is black-hearted." The Old Madam's lips pulled.

She could tell that Julien did not love Lyra.

She just did not know why he was so obsessed with Lyra to the point where he thought he loved her. He did not realize that the person he truly loved was Sydney instead. That was why she called

him an idiot.

"It's not that he doesn't know. He has always known about Ms. Madden's true character, but he doesn't care, " Sydney brushed her hair and spoke.

The Old Madam snorted. "Forget it, don't talk about that woman. Talk about yourself instead."

"Me?" Sydney pointed at herself.

The Old Madam chuckled and nodded. "Yes. Syd, tell me honestly. Do you still have feelings for Julien?"

If Sydney did, the Old Madam would stake it all to drive Lyra away and reunite Sydney with Julien.

She would make Julien realize that the person he loved was Sydney.

Sydney smiled and shook her head. "Grandma, I have no feelings for President Flint anymore."

The Old Madam's expression froze. She obviously did not believe her. "Really?"

"Really!" Sydney nodded heavily.

The Old Madam saw the seriousness in Sydney's eyes and sighed in disappointment. "Forget it then."

"I'm sorry, Grandma. I..."

The Old Madam laughed again. "What do you have to be sorry for? I saw what Julien did to you. It's only normal that you don't love him anymore. I just didn't expect it to be so soon."

Sydney lowered her eyes. "The disappointment was too much, so it happened quickly."

"Yes." The Old Madam sighed.

On the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Julien slowly lowered his hand that was just about to push open the door. He bowed his head slightly, making people unable to see the expression on his face.