My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 262 Midnight Fright

The more the Old Madam thought about it, the more she hated Lyra.

'Sure enough, there's not a single good thing about the Madden family!'

Julien lowered his eyes, hiding the look under his eyes. "It's my fault. I didn't notice."

He did not plan to tell his grandmother that he was hypnotized.

He was afraid that something might happen in her old age.

"Ha..." The Old Madam sighed and looked at Julien seriously. "Are you sure you want to get back with Syd now?"

"Yes." Julien narrowed his eyes and nodded. "I've loved her for more than ten years. How can I be willing to let her go? She can only be mine!"

He emphasized the words "can only be".

At the same time, it showed that he was determined to win.

The Old Madam was silent for a moment and eventually sided with Julien.

After all, he was her grandson.

She naturally wanted her grandson to be happy.

"Since you've decided, you should show all your sincerity to impress Syd and make her forgive you. Of course, you can't force her. Otherwise, I won't let you off even if you're my grandson!" The Old Madam looked at him seriously.

Julien met her gaze steadily. "I know."

"Then you have a good rest. I'll go back first." The Old Madam stood up with her walking stick.

Felicia hurriedly helped her up.

Julien watched as the two old ladies went out of the ward.

Outside the ward, the Old Madam then asked Felicia to let go of her. She took out her phone and called Sydney.

'The duties of a doting grandmother...'

Soon, the call got picked up, and Sydney's yawning voice came. "What's wrong, Grandma? Why are you calling so late?"

"Syd, did I disturb your sleep?" The Old Madam realized that it was already the middle of the night and apologized for her negligence.

Sydney turned on the light and sat up on the bed. She leaned against the head of the bed and said, "No, I just laid down. I wasn't asleep yet."

"I see." The Old Madam nodded and hesitated.

Sydney sensed that she wanted to say something and smiled. "Grandma, if you have anything to say, then say it. Why are you holding back?"

The Old Madam touched the top of her walking stick and smiled bitterly. "It's like this. Julien..."

Sydney instantly understood and lowered her eyes. ' Grandma, are you trying to say that President Flint loves me?" Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"How did you know?" The Old Madam's eyes widened in surprise.

Sydney's lips pulled. "Because he already told me three hours ago."

"Then what do you think about it, Syd?" the Old Madam asked.

Sydney shook her head. "I don't think anything about it. I just find it fake. He's never loved me, not in the six years I was married to him, and not after the divorce either. However, he suddenly came to me today and said that he loves me. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't believe him either."

"That's true." The Old Madam sighed. "But Syd, Julien isn't lying to you. He's telling the truth. He really loves you."

Sydney only thought that the Old Madam was still trying to get Julien and her back together again, so she brushed her hair and said, "All right, Grandma. It's getting late. You should hurry up and go back to rest. Don't stay up late. I'm also tired now, so I'll come see you another day. Good night."

Then, she hung up the phone.

The Old Madam lowered her phone from her ear and sighed helplessly.

Felicia asked, "The Young Madam doesn't believe it?"

"Who would believe it?" The Old Madam smiled bitterly. "Syd doesn't want to talk about it either. It's the first time she's hung up on me in such a hurry."

Felicia laughed. "That's true. With how the Eldest Young Master treated her in the past, it's only normal for the Young Madam not to believe him."

"I was thinking of helping Julien out by putting in a good word for him, but it seems like that method won't work. Julien will have to impress Syd on his own," the Old Madam put away her phone and said helplessly.

Felicia supported her again. "You shouldn't worry about them. This is a matter between the Eldest Young Master and Young Madam. Let them handle it themselves."

"You're right. Young people have their own problems. If an old woman like me interferes too much, I'll just be hated by them. Let's go back." The Old Madam chuckled.

In Shallow Bay, Sydney put down her phone and frowned deeply.

Three hours ago, Julien came to her door and confessed his love for her, and now, the Old Madam

called her to talk to her about that.

What exactly did Julien want?

If he just wanted to mess with her, why did he rope the Old Madam into this as well?

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly saw a light flashing from the floor-to-ceiling window opposite her bed.

The light was so strong that it shone through the curtains.

What was going on?

Sydney lifted the blanket and got out of bed, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window. Then, she pulled the curtain open with a flash.

The moment she did, she jumped in shock and let out a scream of surprise, letting go of the curtain and hurriedly taking two steps back.

A huge skeleton appeared on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking very terrifying.

However, Sydney soon realized that it was fake. It was just an image produced by a projection.

Realizing this, she breathed a huge sigh of relief. The fear inside her gradually disappeared and was replaced by surging anger.

This was the second time!

The first time, she thought that she saw it wrong.

"Phew..." Sydney closed her eyes, exhaled a breath, and opened the window to go out.

She wanted to see who was behind this!

Standing on the balcony, she lowered her head and looked down.

The person below realized that she came out and hastily turned off the projector, hid it in his clothes, flipped up his hood, and ran away with his head lowered.

He ran very quickly, and Sydney was on a high floor, so she could not see the man's face. She could only tell by the person's figure that it was a man.

She did not know if it was a prank or a deliberate threat.

However, she would not let that person go!

At that thought, she turned back into her room and called the property owner to tell them about the matter.

The property owner hurriedly sent security guards to search for that person.

Unfortunately, the man had already run away and did not get caught.

Sydney was not surprised by this since she already guessed this outcome. She simply told the property owner to call the police and leave the matter to them.

After this mess, Sydney lost all of her sleepiness. It was only until the second half of the night that she forced herself to fall asleep.

However, the next morning, she was woken up by a phone call again. It was from Finn.

"What?" Sydney asked in a cold voice while walking toward the bathroom. She did not put on her slippers and stepped on the carpet with her bare feet.

Finn did not mind her coldness at all. His voice was gentle as he said, "Didn't you hear how Lyra asked me to deal with you last time at the hotel? Today is the day I strike. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. The person I'll deal with is Lyra. Are you interested in coming to see it?"

Sydney's eyes narrowed for a moment and asked instead of answering, "How do you want to deal with Lyra?"

Finn did not hide it from her. "Lyra wants to have someone ruin you, take a video of it, and send it to the Internet and some profit-making websites so that you suffer a social death."

"What?" Sydney frowned tightly.

'Not only does she want someone to ruin me, but she also wants to make a video and post it on the Internet.

'Her viciousness is simply astonishing!’

When Finn heard Sydney's slightly ragged breathing, he knew how angry she was at the moment and pushed his glasses, saying soothingly, "Don't worry. I

told you, I won't do that to you. I'll only do it to her."

Sydney pursed her lips. "Is that so? Then I'll wait for good news from you."

"You don't want to watch?" Finn raised his brows.

Sydney replied indifferently, "No. It's better not to watch something that unpleasant."

She did not know whether Finn and Lyra were working together to target her, so it was best for her not to go.

Finn sighed with some regret. "Okay. I wanted to let you see Lyra's downfall, but you're right. It'll only dirty your eyes. In that case, I'll hang up now. I'll let you know when it's done."