My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 561

"Really?" Julien raised his chin, but he didn’t ask her again. Instead, he squatted down and put the high heels in front of her feet. "Put them on."

"Okay," Sydney replied. Then she leant against the wall, ready to put on the high heels.

At this moment, Julien stood up suddenly, held her hand and put it on his shoulder.

Sydney looked at him in confusion. "What are you doing?"

"Lean against me to put on the high heels,” Julien explained.

"Don't bother. I can lean against the wall," Sydney said and was about to withdraw her hand.

But Julien held her hand tightly. "The wall is cold but my shoulder is warm."

Hearing this, Sydney was amused. "You're really... Well, since you're willing to be a wall, I'll satisfy your wish."

She gripped his shoulder with one hand, raised her foot and started to put on high heels with the other hand.

After putting on the high heels, Sydney withdrew her hand. "Thank you, Mr. Wall."

Hearing what she addressed him as, Julien raised his eyebrows. "Mr. Wall?"

"Yeah. Weren't you willing to be a wall for me? Is it wrong to call you Mr. Call?" Sydney teased.

Julien raised his lips. "It's fine as long as you like it. But I'm happier if you call me by my name. Don't call me President Flint or

Mr. Flint in the future, okay?"

His eyes were deep and dark, tinged with a hint of hope. Looking into his eyes, Sydney couldn't bear to refuse him.

She looked away, avoiding his gaze. "Then I'll call you Julien from now on."

"Okay." Julien nodded in agreement.

Although she called him Julien, it was not the form of address that he wanted.

But it was good that she no longer called him President Flint or Mr. Flint.

One day, he would let her call him honey.

"Let’s go. I'll take you to meet Mr. Stone." Looking at the time, Julien found that it was already eleven o'clock at night.

If he didn't take Sydney to meet Mr. Stone, Mr. Stone would leave in a while.

Sydney came here in order to meet Mr. Stone. After hearing Julien's words, she nodded. "Okay.”

They walked into the elevator and went to the lounge upstairs.

When they reached the door of Mr. Stone’s lounge, Julien stopped suddenly.

When Sydney noticed him stop, she felt confused.

She was about to ask him why he stopped when he said, "Go in by yourself. TH wait for you outside. Didn't you say that you want to win the purchase right by yourself? So, I won't go in."

If Julien went in, Mr. Stone would definitely give Sydney the purchase right without hesitation for Julien's sake.

In that case, she couldn't win the purchase right by herself.

So, he would not go in.

Sydney understood what Julien said immediately, and she looked serious." Okay, I'll come out soon."

'Julien is right. I must rely on myself to win the purchase right.’

'It's better for him to wait for me outside.’

She had almost forgotten that she didn't need Julien to accompany her, but fortunately, he reminded her of it.

"Okay. Come on." Nodding, Julien smiled to encourage her.

Sydney also smiled. "I will. Then I'll go in."

Sydney took a deep breath and tidied up her clothes and hair. After that, she raised her hand to knock on the door and then turned the knob to walk in.

Julien stood at the door, waiting for her like a knight.

After he waited for about half an hour, he heard the sound of footsteps inside the lounge.

Julien stood up straight and looked at the door in front of him. The door opened, from which Sydney came out excitedly.

When he looked at her face that was radiant with joy, his eyes softened. A smile appeared on his face. "You’ve succeeded, right?"

However, after getting married, she realized that he had changed from a gentle and clean young man to a cold, arrogant and indifferent bastard.

Thinking of this, Sydney didn't beautify Julien with past memories, gave him a glare and answered, "Anyway, you are completely different from the past."

Then she walked towards the banquet hall.

Julien looked at her back with confusion.

■What has happened?’

■Why does she get angry?’

'It seems that I didn't do anything to anger her.’

Julien couldn't figure out why she got angry and ran to chase her.

When Julien and Sydney returned to the hall, the priest had just finished delivering a speech.

Without the earthquake, the priest would have given the speech some time ago.

Sydney stood in the corner and applauded along with other guests to congratulate the couple.

Of course, other guests were congratulating the couple while Sydney was clapping perfunctorily. She knew that her friend didn't need congratulations at all, as her friend wasn't going to marry Manuel for love.

"Does your friend not refuse to marry Manuel?" Julien walked towards Sydney with a glass of red wine. Looking at the couple on the stage, he asked suddenly.

Sydney frowned at the sight of the red wine in his hand. "You haven’t recovered.

Why do you drink?"

She snatched the red wine from his hand, put it on the long dining table, and gave him a glass of juice. "Drink juice."

Looking at the juice in his hand, Julien twitched his mouth, as he was amused.

He knew the juice was sweet without even tasting it.

And he disliked anything sweet, so he never drank any juice.

But this glass of juice was different. It was Sydney who cared about him and handed it to him personally. Though he disliked anything sweet, he must drink it, as he didn't want to disappoint her.