My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 238 Lyra Is Not One of the Maddens

"Come in." Julien sat against the bed frame with a book in his hands.

Velma pushed the door open. "Julien, these are your medicine. Remember to take them."

"Thanks, mom." Julien nodded.

"Go to bed earlier. I'll head out now.” Velma pointed at the door.

Julien nodded.

Once Velma left, he closed his book and ate the medicine with the glass of water by the bed. He swallowed the colorful pills without any expression.

After consuming the medicine, he continued his reading for a short while before he felt very sleepy.

He knew that it was the side effects of the medication he took just now.

It was always after taking these medicines that he felt immensely sleepy.

As such, Julien put his book aside and lay down. He soon fell asleep. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

That night, he had a long nightmare.

In the dream, after Lyra woke up, he brought her back as he did in reality and then made Sydney move out. However, Sydney refused, and he actually instructed the servants to throw Sydney's things out of Flint Mansion. That part was different from reality.

In the dream, Sydney did not divorce him. Instead, he was the one who filed for the divorce while Sydney refused. He used all sorts of methods to make Sydney relent and force her into a divorce.

Other than that, he also dreamt that Lyra was just as she was in reality. She harmed Sydney repeatedly, yet in the dream, Julien thought that Sydney was the one who bullied Lyra. Hence, he tortured Sydney and even sent her to jail...

Julien woke up from the nightmare in shock. When he woke up, his entire body was drenched in sweat.

He looked at his own hands and then at his room before finally letting out a breath of relief.

Luckily, it was just a dream.

However, a voice in his heart told him that if Sydney did not initiate the divorce back then, he could have done all those horrible things to her.

Just then, his phone rang.

Julien suppressed his emotions and answered the phone. His voice was hoarse when he said, "What is it?"

"President Flint, are you coming to the office today?" Zach asked through the phone.

Juline nodded. "Yes."

"President Madden called just now to say that he wants to see you, and he sounded rather upset. He even mentioned Ms. Madden. I think this is regarding your attitude toward Ms. Madden for the past two days. He must be upset and wants to talk it out with you,” Zach explained.

Julien frowned. "I see. Tell him I will be there shortly."

"Alright." Zach nodded.

"One more thing. Hire a psychiatrist for me,” Julien said with his gaze lowered.

He wanted to know exactly what was going on. Why would he be affected by Lyra to that extent whenever he was with her.

"Psychiatrist?" Zach was bewildered. "President Flint, is it you or someone else seeking consultation?"

"Me." Julien pursed his lips as he answered. "I'm under a lot of pressure these days."

"I see." Zach nodded and did not second guess Julien. " I can call Dr. Imanov."

"No. Find someone else. I don’t want to see Dr. Imanov or Dr. Finn," Julien said solemnly.

Among these two, one was Lyra's doctor, and the other was Lyra’s close friend.

If they found out that he was seeking consultation, they might spread the news to Lyra.

"Alright. I will find someone else." Although Zach could not understand Julien, he did not question him. After all, he was just his secretary, and he had to follow orders.

After hanging up the phone, Julien lifted his blanket and got down from the bed to his wheelchair. Then, he went to the bathroom for a quick shower.

At the same time, in Shallow Bay, Sydney packed her handbag and went to meet up with Hunter, who was downstairs.

"Hop on, my princess." Standing in front of the car, Hunter opened the door of the backseat and gestured like a gentleman.

Sydney was laughing really hard. "Oh gosh. I'm getting goosebumps all over."

Hunter smiled. "I better stop then. Get in."

Sydney nodded and went into the car.

Hunter quickly returned to the driver's seat and drove toward the place where the fake Clarice Madden was staying.

On the way, he told Sydney about the training he gave Clarice so that Sydney could understand the situation better.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the place. It was a secluded apartment Hunter owned.

Hunter knocked on the door, and it was quickly opened from the inside.

Sydney saw a woman about her age.

She was not exceptionally pretty. Her skin was rough and yellow, and she was all skin and bones. With a glance, anyone could tell that she was malnourished. Her clothes were wearing her and not the other way around.

She even had a timid demeanor, not daring to look into their eyes.

Sydney understood that she must be the one they were using as Clarice’s stand-in.

As expected, Hunter pointed at fake Clarice and said," She's the one."

Fake Clarice came out with two cups of tea and gave one to Sydney first. "Ms... Ms. Raines, I am Verma Loffe, I-"

Sydney frowned and interrupted the woman's selfintroduction. "You're not Verma Loffe. From this moment onward, you're Clarice Madden. Remember this. If anyone asks about this in the future, that will be your only answer. Do you understand?”

"Sydney is right. You pretending to be Clarice Madden is a serious matter. If someone finds out about this, the consequences you have to bear are grave. You can never expose yourself." Hunter stared at Verma, or Clarice, and said solemnly.

Clarice quickly nodded. "I... I understand. I won't expose myself.”

For the sake of one million dollars, she would do her best as Clarice Madden.

Sydney's frown relaxed a little.

After that, Sydney took out a box from her bag. A necklace was inside it, and it was the daughter's necklace.

Sydney stood up and walked to Claire, personally putting it on her neck. "This necklace is the key for you to enter the Madden family. This proves that you’re Clarice Madden, so never lose it. You also have to remember that you've been wearing this necklace since you were a child, and a few months ago, the old man who adopted you passed away. Before he died, he told you that you came from a distinguished family, so you went to the jewelry shop to ask about this necklace."

"Yes. I'll remember that." Clarice held the necklace tightly in her hands.

Sydney patted her shoulder and returned to sit down in her spot.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

The three of them looked toward the door and saw a man standing by the opened door.

"President Cohen." The man was Hunter's personal assistant.

Hunter had him come in. "What's the matter?"

"There’s a problem with Lyra Madden's hair that you gave me yesterday."

Sydney took a sip of her tea. "What problem?"

Could it be that Lyra wore a wig?

No way. Sydney directly pulled the hair from Lyra’s head. She could not be wearing a wig.

"I sent the hair specimen to a few large hospitals in Port City, but unexpectedly, the first hospital had information regarding Lyra Madden and the Maddens.

"So what? As long as they've visited the hospital before, it's natural for them to have records of it," Hunter said nonchalantly.

The assistant shook his head. "That is the problem. I went through the information and found that Lyra's blood group was not a match with Brandon Madden's and his wife's."

"What do you mean?" Sydney's expression turned serious. "Are you saying that Lyra is not related to the Madden family by blood?”

Hunter glanced at his assistant. "Is Sydney right about this?"

“Yes. Lyra is not Brandon Madden and his wife's daughter by blood. I thought that there might be a mistake with Lyra’s blood record, so I asked the hospital to do a check with the hair specimen from yesterday. There's no mistake, so she is definitely not one of the Madden family, and we can't use Lyra

Madden's hair specimen," the assistant replied.