Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 386 Meeting with Cayden

Cayden's joy didn't last long because he saw bandages around Sydney's head.

Cayden remembered what Sharon had said over the phone during the day. Sharon told him not to lose his temper when he saw Sydney. So, this was what she was referring to. Cayden secretly clenched his fist. His eyelids drooped, covering the bloodlust in his eyes.

Fortunately, his action was not conspicuous enough for audiences to see.

Otherwise, it would definitely hit the headlines tomorrow.

After striking a pose at the end of the runway, Cayden turned around and headed backstage.

Sharon leaned over and whispered, "Ms. Raines, Cayden is very unhappy to see the wound on your head. I can tell it although he hides his emotions well."

Sydney sighed. "It's okay. We'll just tell him the truth."

She had predicted Cayden's displeasure and psyched up for it.

Behind the curtain, Cayden went to the lounge.

The agent handed him a bottle of water. " Cayden, have some water."

Cayden ignored him, went into the lounge, and swept all the cosmetics off the table.

The noise attracted the attention of all the models and their agents backstage.

"What's wrong?" Someone asked with concern.

Cayden paid no attention to the speaker and just hung his head. The air about him was awful.

Who the hell hurt her!

If he found out, he was gonna kill that person!

Layden's face twisted with anger.

His agent saw it and hurriedly stood in front of him lest someone should film this and post it online. That would be terrible.

The agent looked sideways at him and asked in a low voice, "What made you so angry?"

Cayden took a deep breath to fight back the negative emotions and replied in an icy voice, "Nothing."

"Your looks speak the opposite. You don't even conceal your true color. Apparently..." "Okay, guys!" A staff member broke in before the agent could finish his words.

The staff member clapped his hands and continued, "Time to answer the curtain call. Everyone, line up and finish the job one by one."

The agent swallowed back the words at the tip of his tongue and reminded Layden, "Come on, answer the curtain call first. Remember to keep your emotions and expressions under control. You don't want the media to catch anything bad.

Otherwise, both of us will be scolded tomorrow."

Layden's eyes flickered. "I know."

With that, he rubbed his brows, managed his expressions, and headed to the curtain. In the auditorium, Sharon was also aware of the curtain call. Once again, she held up her phone and prepared to film the final part of Cayden's performance.

In the adjacent seat, Sydney quietly listened as Sharon explained the entire process of the curtain call.

Soon, the curtain call was over, and all the models exited the stage.

All the spectators stood up and applauded.

With Sharon's help, Sydney also got up.

They applauded for a while before Sharon asked, "Ms. Raines, are we going to see Layden now?"

Sydney nodded. "Yeah, let's go."

Sharon gave back her phone and helped her to go backstage.

They stopped at the stage entrance and waited for Layden to come out.

Before long, Cayden's agent was seen.

The agent knew Sydney. They had met twice before.

At the sight of Sydney, he came up to greet her. "Ms. Raines, you also came to see Cayden's show."

"Yeah, Cayden invited me," Sydney replied with a smile.

The agent looked at Sydney and sensed something abnormal. However, he couldn't tell exactly. "You're here to see Cayden, right?"

"Yeah, could you help me call him over?" Sydney said politely.

The agent agreed. "Sure, please wait here for a second."

Sydney thanked the man with a smile.

Wade then went into the dressing room.

Two minutes later, Layden came out.

He had taken off the costume, but his makeup hadn't been removed. He was handsome, with a devilish charm, just like Count Dracula from the Middle Ages.

"Sydney..." Cayden came up and called out in a low voice.

Sydney hummed and said in a bland tone," I thought you didn't want to see me."

"How so?" Cayden denied it quickly.

Sydney snorted, "You tell me. You wouldn't even answer my calls."

"I..." Cayden's throat tightened, and he was lost for words. A moment later, he croaked, "I just didn't know how to face you. I didn't have the nerve to. After doing such a thing to you, I was afraid you would be mad at me, hate me, and would not forgive me, so...

"It's all in the past. I'm not mad at you. I don't hate you or hold a grudge against you." Sydney sighed.

Layden's eyes flickered, and he instantly flashed a smile of surprise. "You forgive me?"

"Yeah." Sydney nodded.

Layden reached out his trembling hands to grab hers. "For real? You don't blame me?"

"It's true, but..." Sydney pulled her hand out and said with a serious look, "I hope you won't do that kind of thing again, alright?"

Layden's eyes dimmed, but he agreed readily, "I won't, I promise."

"Good!" Sydney smiled with satisfaction," By the way, I've learned about your mental state."

Cayden's face slowly froze. "You... have?"

"Yeah, listen to me, go to see a psychiatrist, okay?" Sydney sincerely advised him.

Cayden squinted at her face. After quite a while, his eyelids drooped, and he replied," Okay!"

"Good!" Sydney patted his arm.

Since he was standing right next to her, she could certainly tell where his arm was.

Sharon watched on the sidelines, slightly curled her lips, and mouthed to Cayden," You seem to be fudging it. You don't want to see a psychiatrist!" Cayden read it, warned her with a glare, and soon took his eyes back in case

Sydney would see it.

Sharon rolled her eyes, itching to tell him to relax because Sydney couldn't see.

She fought back the urge and let him find out himself.

"By the way, what happened to your head?" Layden looked at the bandage on Sydney's head. His eyes were cold, but his face was anxious. Sydney touched the bandage and replied calmly, "I was hit by a lunatic."

"Who was it?" Layden immediately asked.

Sydney replied, "Let's not talk about this. I can handle it. Let's not stay here and block the door."

Seeing that she refused to tell him, Layden couldn't help clenching his fists.

For fear of upsetting her, he fought back his anger and unclenched his fists. "Let's go to the lounge. Every model has a dedicated lounge here." "Okay." Sydney nodded and stretched out her hand.

Layden was a little confused, and then he saw Sharon come up to support her.

Her other hand groped about and then dropped as she didn't feel any obstacles ahead.

When Layden saw it, his pupils contracted, and his body trembled. "Your eyes..."

"Temporary blindness," Sydney replied with a faint smile. She knew that he would find out sooner or later and thus did not keep it from him. Layden hurriedly cupped her face. "You can't see? How? What exactly happened?"