My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 300 Cayden's Call

Julien frowned deeply.

He saved her from the bottom of his heart and did not have any motive for it. Even after saving her, he did not want anything in return.

In other words, he never thought of using this favor to ask her to remarry him or get back together with him.

However, when he heard her say this preemptively, he felt a trace of anger in his heart in addition to hurt.

In her heart, was he a man who took advantage of someone's kindness like this?

"Let's talk about it later," Julien lowered his eyes and said in a faint tone.

Sydney noticed that his attitude toward her had cooled down, and she knew the reason why as well.

However, she did not care. After accepting the change handed over by the doctor, she looked at Julien and said, "Let's go."

Julien gave a cold hum and walked to the door.

Sydney slung her bag over her shoulder and followed.

In the car, neither of them spoke, and the only sound was that of shallow breathing.

It was not until they reached the police station that the oppressive silence between the two was broken.

"Just stay in the car and don’t go down," Sydney unbuckled her seat belt and said to the man in the passenger seat, who was also unbuckling his seat belt. "There are reporters outside, and your

bodyguards aren't here. If you go down, they'll swarm you and end up recognizing you."

When Julien heard her words, his hand movements paused for a moment as he looked outside.

There were indeed reporters outside the police station gate. However, there were only around five to six of them.

It was the police station entrance, after all. If there were too many reporters, they would get expelled.

However, Sydney still could not handle five to six reporters.

It would be troublesome if the reporters grew too agitated and hit her.

After thinking about it, Julien took out his phone and sent a message.

A few seconds later, his phone vibrated. Julien lowered his eyes to read, then turned to Sydney in the driver's seat. "Wait a little longer. The captain of the bodyguard team who escorted the man who threw the sulfuric acid earlier is in the police station now. I just sent a message asking him to come out and pick you up. With him at your side to protect you, those reporters won't be able to get close to you."

That way, he could rest assured.

Sydney's red lips moved and she was just about to say something.

The window on Julien’s side was knocked on twice.

He rolled down the window, and the bodyguard captain bent down. "President Flint." "Protect Vice President Raines and don't let her get hurt," Julien looked at the bodyguard captain and said in a serious voice.

The bodyguard captain nodded solemnly." Don't worry, President Flint. I'll protect Vice President Raines well."

Julien nodded slightly.

The bodyguard captain went around the car and pulled open the driver's seat door. He made an inviting gesture to Sydney. " This way, Ms. Raines."

When Sydney saw his actions, her refusal stuck in her throat, unable to be voiced.

In the end, she sighed faintly, said thanks, and got out of the car.

Sure enough, when she appeared, the reporters became visibly excited.

However, when they looked at the tall and muscular bodyguard beside her, they did not dare to come forward.

That was because they saw how this bodyguard captain beat up the man who threw the sulfuric acid earlier.

Thus, Sydney successfully entered the police station under the protection of the bodyguard.

The reporters would pester her if she were alone.

After entering the lobby, a police officer took Sydney to have her statement recorded.

During the process, she gave them all her bank account information, mobile phone data, and etcetera to prove that she did not do anything to Lyra.

After all, if she wanted to attack Lyra, it would cost money to find someone, and she would have needed to call the people to contact them.

The police could verify whether she was innocent or not from these two points.

About half an hour later, the police finished combing through all the bank account statements and her call logs on her phone and found that they were clean.

Therefore, the police were almost convinced that Sydney was innocent.

However, it could not be finalized yet. It was still necessary to send someone to the hospital to ask Lyra if there was any misunderstanding.

"That's all the questions for today. Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Raines." The officer that took her statement held out his hand to her.

Sydney smiled and returned the handshake. "It's nothing. I did it for myself too, so it's only natural. However, as for the man who was sent here for throwing sulfuric acid at me..."

The officer knew what she was going to ask and said, "He's in the interrogation room next door. I believe there'll be a result soon."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you." Sydney nodded with a smile.

Then, she went to the lobby and found a seat, waiting for the results of that man's interrogation to be released.

The bodyguard captain came over, carrying a bag in his hand. "Ms. Raines, it's noon now. This is the snack and milk that President Flint asked me to bring to you. Eat something to pad your stomach first."

Sydney looked at the bag in front of her and did not take it.

The bodyguard was not worried and said," President Flint also said that if you eat these, he'll do a favor for you, such as suppressing the online news."

Sydney raised her brows. "Did he say that?"

"Yes." The bodyguard captain nodded.

Sydney was a little happy.

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"Please accept it, Ms. Raines." The bodyguard could not help but persuade her when she did not answer.

Sydney touched her stomach. She was indeed hungry, and she would get a favor as well, so it would be a waste not to accept it.

At that thought, she reached out and took the bag.

The bodyguard captain sighed in relief. " Enjoy your meal, Ms. Raines."

"Thank President Flint for me," Sydney said to him.

The bodyguard captain replied, "Don't worry, I will."

Then, he walked out again.

In the car, Julien saw the bodyguard captain emerge empty-handed from a distance. His tense face loosened slightly when he realized that Sydney accepted the snack.

She accepted it!

"President Flint." The bodyguard came to his car.

Julien raised his chin. "I know what you want to say. It's good that she accepted it."

"Yes." The bodyguard swallowed the words he was about to say.

Julien looked at his watch. "How long before she comes out?"

"It might take a while. The man who threw the sulfuric acid is still undergoing interrogation, so it won't be that quick," the bodyguard replied.

That man deliberately threw such a dangerous thing at Sydney. It was an intentional murder attempt. In other words, it was a criminal case.

Naturally, he could not leave after just asking a few questions like Sydney did.

Julien also knew this and rubbed his temples. "Go back to the police station and handle anything that Sydney needs."

"Understood." The bodyguard nodded.

In the police station, Sydney finished a red velvet cake and a bottle of milk. Her stomach was almost full.

She wiped her hands and got up to throw the trash into the rubbish bin.

When the bodyguard captain saw this, he immediately stood up and grabbed the garbage. "Just sit and rest, Ms. Raines. I'll handle this."

Sydney's lips twitched as she looked at him speechlessly.

'Well, I don't even have to guess that he's acting like this on Julien's orders.

'Forget it. It's just throwing garbage. If he wants to do it, then be my guest.'

Sydney shrugged and went back to her seat.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Sydney opened her bag and saw the name Layden vibrating on the screen. She understood that he found out about today’s events too.

She answered the phone, "Hi, Lay."

At the other end of the phone, Layden was sitting alone in the huge dressing room. The delicate makeup on his face could not hide his gloomy and cold expression. "Sis, are you okay?"