My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 887 Zach Complains

Looking at the black shirt used as a towel in the man's hands, Sydney suddenly felt it was a little amusing.

But she could not laugh because she had no strength. Instead, she could only make her mouth a little wide, showing she was laughing.

Julien saw it and asked in a low voice, "Why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing for my good luck. I can let a president with tens of millions of dollars condescend to serve me and use a shirt worth tens of thousands of dollars as a towel on me. Then how could I not laugh?" Sydney looked at the man and answered.

The man was just wearing a blazer.

There were only two buttons on it, and they were below his chest, so the strong muscles and their perfect tissues on his chest could be clearly seen.

And he had done an "exercise". Now his skin still looked pink with sweat, making him so sexy and alluring to women.

Sydney thought that now she had much thicker skin. At least, now, when she saw such a Julien, she wouldn't blush or avoid looking at him as frequently as she would before.

Now she could appreciate him calmly and let him clean her body calmly.

If she were the same as before, she would never be so bold to do that.

But she was bold enough now.

Anyway, she had no strength, and she didn't like her skin to be sticky, so she could only let the highly-spirited, strong man clean her.

And it was not bad to let a billionaire serve her like a servant, was it?

At least, her self-esteem and vanity were so much satisfied!

And as he had said, since he had seen her naked body and touched every part of it, why did she still have to be shy?

In a word, whatever, let her ruin!

Hearing Sydney's words, Julien wiped away the stains on her body gently. "Serving you is also my luck. For me, serving and attending to you is not something condescending, but my honor. I'm even willing to serve you my whole life, and I can also order a batch of towels to use on you. Of course, each of them will be as valuable as the shirt."

"No!" Sydney raised her hand with all her might to stop the man from thinking like that. "You're willing to serve me your whole life. Of course, I'm delighted, but forget about ordering such expensive towels. You may not feel it's a thing, but I do."

That was money!

Seeing Sydney's bitter expression about the expenses, Julien said with a light smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Since she didn't like such towels, using his clothes was the same.

Compared with using towels, he preferred to serve her with his clothes.

Seeing his clothes rub against her body, he felt dry and hot.

Thinking of that, he tightened his grip on the shirt a bit, as if to suppress something.

But he soon inhaled slightly, suppressing the restlessness at the bottom of his heart.

He could not do that again.

If he did that again, she probably wouldn't bear it.

While thinking, he massaged his temples, quickly shutting down some thoughts. He picked up the clothes thrown onto the driver's seat and began putting them on her one piece after another.

He enjoyed the process of dressing her up very much. Especially when she softly leaned against his chest, letting him do it for her, his heart turned so soft. Yet, seeing her softness without any resistance, he strongly wanted to lie on her again.

Therefore, Julien, who could have dressed her up in a short time, spent a long time on it.

And he touched her quite a few times in the process.

Of course, Sydney saw all this. But she didn't have strength, nor could she be bothered to say anything. In fact, she even had no interest in rolling her eyes.

Finally, she was dressed up.

Julien cleaned the traces in the car roughly. Only when he was sure that there were no suspicious stains left in the car did he carry Sydney out, walking toward the elevator.

Leaning against his chest, Sydney barely closed her eyes, recalling the experience in these few hours. Then she felt so embarrassed.

She had never expected that she could be so crazy to do something like this with Julien at a public place like a parking lot someday.

Should she praise her for being so bold?

Fortunately, all the people living here had rich life experiences. More fortunately, the car Julien drove today was the one he usually drove, not an ordinary low-profile one.

If it were an ordinary low-profile car, its plate would be ordinary, too.

If they had done that in an ordinary car, that man and woman would not have been afraid of them. Instead, they would have already uploaded the video to the internet.

Then, if people searched the internet for their personal information, she and Julien would certainly rise to fame.

So they were lucky, so lucky!

Also, fortunately, no other people or cars passed by, or she would have been nervous and afraid.

While Sydney was thinking, all her muscles were completely relaxed. And she was also exhausted, having no strength left, so she gradually fell asleep in Julien's arms.

Hearing the woman's breathing, which was longer than usual, Julien looked down and found she had fallen asleep.

He chuckled, held the woman more tightly, and sped up, walking into the elevator.

When they returned to Shallow Bay, it was already three in the afternoon.

Julien put Sydney on the bed and gently covered her up.

He had wanted to wake her up, asking her to eat something and then let her sleep. He called her twice, but Sydney didn't show any signs of waking up, so he gave up.

He knew she was so tired that she had fallen into a deep sleep, the state that she couldn't be woken up.

In this case, of course, he could only let her sleep.

Julien pushed away the hair on Sydney's face, letting her breathe more smoothly.

Then he got up, searched for his clothes in her wardrobe, then tiptoed out of her room, walking toward the shower room.

After taking a shower, as he dried his wet hair, Julien took out his phone and dialed a number.

The call was soon answered. Zach's tired voice came with a trace of resentment, "Mr. Flint, you want to say something to me?"

How could he not have resentment?

With the New Year around the corner, the group company was rolling in a busy time.

But Mr. Flint, the boss, didn't come to the company to work during such a busy time.

He could understand his situation, but Mr. Flint didn't have to let him deal with everything, did he?

He had been busy all day long without a rest today, and his brain had almost exploded.

As if he didn't hear Zach's complaint, Julien said nonchalantly, "When you get off work, come to Shallow Bay and drive the car to the store to wash the inside of it."

"Ah?" Zach was a little confused. "Wash the inside?"

"Yes."

"But the inside was washed three days ago," Zach answered with an utterly confused face.

Mr. Flint always wanted things to be clean, so the cars that were usually used were cleaned once a week, very carefully.

Now only two days had passed, but Mr. Flint wanted it washed. This was so confusing.

"Mr. Flint, is there something dirty inside?" Zach asked with confusion.

Julien's face immediately turned grim. He pursed his lips unhappily and said, "There's nothing dirty. I ask you to do it, then you do. Why ask so many questions?"

Reprimanded, Zach rubbed his nose with embarrassment. "All right, Mr. Flint, I got it. When I get off work, I'll go over and drive the car."

Julien said okay and added, "Bring the spare key, but you don't have to come up here to me."

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"Okay, Mr. Flint," Zach answered with a smile, but he rolled his eyes inwardly.

He didn't have to go up there?

Hah, it seemed that he wanted to go up there, eh?

He didn't want to! If he went up there, he would have to see them show off their love. Unless he was crazy, he wouldn't go!