My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 112 Acquaintances

Sydney saw that he was a little angry. She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly. "My apologies, President Flint. This is my true character. I usually have this attitude toward people who stand against me."

Against her?

Julien secretly clenched his fists.

It turned out that she still considered him an enemy.

He just did not know whether she regarded him as an enemy because of Lyra, or because of himself.

"I won't kick you out of the list of cooperation alternatives. As I said, this cooperation is fair and just, " Julien rubbed his temples and answered.

Sydney brushed her hair. "Is that so? Then I'm relieved. So, what was President Flint waiting for me for?"

"I'll take you to the hospital to see Grandma," Julien replied.

Sydney paused. That was all?

"Sorry, President Flint, but I won't go with you. I have my own car and will drive there." She quietly refused.

Julien frowned and was just about to say something when the elevator door behind her opened with a ding, and a cart was pushed out from inside.

The cart was piled with cartons so high that the person pushing the cart was not visible.

Similarly, the person pushing the cart could not see in front either and crashed toward Sydney.

"Watch out!" Julien's eyes widened and he cried out in alarm.

Sydney was confused and wondered what was happening.

The next second, she was hit hard by something behind and her body lunged forward.

In front of her just so happened to be Julien.

"Move away!" Sydney shouted at Julien with a face full of panic.

However, Julien did not seem to hear and did not dodge or evade.

If not for the expression on his face that was no different than usual, Sydney would have thought he did not move because he was scared silly.

"Urk..." Sydney slammed into Julien's arms.

Julien hugged her tightly.

She collided with him with a little too much force, causing him to stumble backward.

He took several steps backward and did not stop until his back hit the wall.

Sydney sighed in relief and hurriedly got out of

Julien's arms. "Are you okay?"

Julien shook his head slightly, his voice a little hoarse. "I'm fine."

"What's wrong with your voice?" Sydney frowned. "Did you get hurt?"

Julien's throat bobbed slightly as he did not answer. His gaze wandered elsewhere somewhat unnaturally, refusing to look at her. He secretly tried to calm his racing heart.

When Sydney saw him fall silent, she thought that he was really injured and her heart clenched. Her eyes kept trying to look at his back. "Did you bump the place you were hit by the basketball last time?"

"No, it's already healed." Julien's heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm before he turned his gaze back.

When he saw the flash of tension in Sydney's eyes, his eyes faintly brightened for a moment and his voice softened as he replied.

Was she worried about him?

It seemed like unlike what she said, she did not have completely no feelings for him.

For some reason, when Julien thought of this, his heart felt inexplicably happy.

Sydney looked at Julien again and again for a while and made sure that he really was not injured before sighing. "That's good."

In any case, he hit the wall to catch her.

If he got injured, she would not be able to live it down.

At that moment, a man in yellow overalls came over, bowing and apologizing to both of them. "I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to hit you. I didn't see anyone in front. Were you two hurt?"

The two people were very well dressed. It was clear that they were wealthy.

If they were injured, he would not be able to compensate them with his salary.

Sydney waved her hand. "It's fine, we're not hurt. You can go."

The staff was a little surprised. "Miss, you don't blame me?"

Sydney smiled. "You already said you didn't do it on purpose, and I was to blame for standing at the elevator door and blocking your way. You're not to blame. You can go."

"Yes yes yes. Thank you, Miss. Thank you, Sir." The staff was grateful and bowed a few times again before pushing the cart away.

Sydney's lips pulled. "I didn't blame him and let him go. Why did he thank you as well?"

Julien's thin lips curled slightly when he heard her sour tone, finding it somewhat cute.

"Right." Sydney suddenly thought of something and looked at him.

The curvature of his mouth immediately disappeared. "What's wrong?"

"In addition to the last time in the stadium when you helped me block the basketball, you saved me twice now." Sydney held up two fingers at him.

Julien raised his brows. "So?"

"So I'll forgive your indifference to me for the past six years and I won't be hostile to you anymore. From now on, we'll just treat each other as acquaintances." Sydney looked up at him. "What do you think?"

Julien narrowed his eyes. "Acquaintances?"

"Yeah. Are you not satisfied with that?" Sydney tilted her head.

Julien's heart felt a little dull.

Just acquaintances and not even a normal friend. For some reason, he did not want that.

However, he knew very well that a relationship like that was the most appropriate one to have with her.

Thinking that way, Julien lowered his eyes and responded in a slightly low voice, "Okay."

"Great. I'll go to the hospital to see Grandma now."

Sydney smiled faintly and turned to leave.

She returned two favors without needing to pay anything.

This feeling was really good. It was so relaxing.

Seeing Sydney's cheerful back, Julien pursed his thin lips.

Was she so happy to be just acquaintances with him?

"President Flint." Zach appeared and broke the low pressure around Julien.

Julien's eyes flashed, and he suppressed the irritation in his heart before turning around. "What's wrong?"

"I just received a call. Something happened to a subsidiary over at Beautrea. You need to go back to the office to hold a meeting and deal with it urgently," Zach replied.

Julien frowned. "Alright."

It seemed like he could only go to the hospital to meet Grandma after the meeting.

Sydney drove to the hospital and directly went to the senior inpatient department. She soon arrived outside Old Madam Flint's ward.

Holding flowers in her left hand and carrying supplements, she raised her right hand and knocked on the door.

When the door opened, Felicia was just about to ask who it was when she saw Sydney outside the door. Her voice stopped abruptly and then a surprised smile appeared on her face. "Young Madam!" "Felicia," Sydney greeted Felicia with a smile and corrected her. "I'm not the Young Madam anymore."

"In my heart, you'll always be the Young Madam." Felicia looked at her lovingly.

Sydney was deeply moved and the tip of her nose felt slightly sour. "Thank you, Felicia, but I'm divorced from President Flint. It'll be disrespectful to Ms.

Madden if you call me that. You can just call me by name."

Felicia sighed. "Alright, then I'll call you Syd."

"Mm." Sydney nodded and then handed the flowers over. "Felicia, is Grandma awake?"

"I'm awake." Felicia heard the Old Madam's voice just as she took the flowers. "Felicia, who is it?"

"It's Syd," Felicia turned around and replied.

The Old Madam hurriedly said, "Let her in quickly."

"Yep!" Felicia responded and invited Sydney in.

Sydney looked at the Old Madam in the hospital bed and felt her eyes well up with warmth. "Grandma."

"Syd." The Old Madam smiled kindly at her, overjoyed at her arrival.

Sydney put the supplements down and walked over. She sat down beside the bed and took the old woman's hand. "Grandma, are you feeling better?"

"I'm much better." The Old Madam nodded with a smile, then asked, "By the way, how did you know I'm in the hospital?"NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.