Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 444 Julien's Scar

Then Julien noticed other things. 'Why is there a cave here? And where did all these quilts, cooking utensils, and other stuff come from?'

"Where did all this stuff come from?"

Julien asked, grabbing the quilt covering his body.

Sydney explained, "They were already in the cave when we came here."

"The cave was equipped with these things?" Julien raised his eyebrows. He was rather surprised.

Sydney nodded her head, "Yes. I intended to carry you out of the forest to see if there's anyone out there. If we meet anyone, we'll be rescued. But before we got out of the forest, the sky turned dark, and it was going to rain. Then I found this cave. And I brought you here to hide from the rain. When we came in, I found these things."

"So that's it." Julien nodded, and then he frowned, "Could this cave be inhabited by some fugitive?"

Some fugitives used to hide in the mountains.

So when a cave was equipped with these things, it was common for one to think that the place might belong to a fugitive.

"No." Sydney shook her head, "I also had that suspicion at first, but then I found this.

She pointed to the left breast pocket of her uniform.

Julien looked over at it and saw the title ' forest ranger". At once, he relaxed, "It's so good the place belongs to the forest ranger.'

He had heard that some rangers would build huts or cabins in the mountains so that when they came back late from their patrols, they would have a place to spend the night.

It made sense that such a cave would be used by the rangers.

"Yeah, that's why I dared to take you here for the night." Sydney smiled, "We should thank the two rangers for that. They left their clothes and quilts here. And most importantly, they got a medical kit, food, and water here. Otherwise, even if I had lit the fire, we would have had a hard time making it through the night."

Suddenly, Sydney remembered something.

She stared at Julien's pale, handsome face and asked, "How does your head feel now, and your arms and your back? Do they still hurt?"

Julien had a smile and replied, "My head is still a little dizzy. My arm is fine, and my back feels better. You applied some medicine to my wounds, didn't you?"

He remembered that Sydney had just mentioned there was a medical kit, so she probably had applied some medicine to his wounds.

Sydney nodded, "Yes. The wounds on your back were split. If no medicine was applied to them, they'll get inflamed, and you'll get a fever, so I put some medicine on them."

"Thanks." Julien looked at her.

Sydney waved her hand, "It's okay. It's me who should say thank you. You got hurt because of me." "It's my honor. Don't worry about me." Julien reassured her.

Sydney took a breath, "Okay. Let's not talk about it. Are you hungry?"

Julien nodded lightly, "A little."

"Just a minute."

Sydney then got up and went to get a bag of biscuits and a bottle of water.

"That's all we have. Have some." Sydney then ripped open the package and unscrewed the cap of the bottle for him.

Watching Sydney do this for him, Julien was so happy. His eyes were full of tenderness. "It's okay. We're lucky to have something to fill our stomach under such circumstances." "Yeah." Sydney nodded in agreement, "So we should thank the rangers for leaving these things here. My phone and wallet are gone. I don't know how I should..."

"My wallet should be in my pocket." Julien pointed to his pants hanging beside the fire.

Sydney looked towards the pants and said," No wonder I felt something hard when I took your pants off earlier. So it's your purse."

Julien raised an eyebrow, "You took off my pants?"

Sydney met his deep eyes. Then she realized what she said was inappropriate. It might make Julien confused. Sydney's face immediately flushed with embarrassment. She stammered, "You passed out, and your clothes were all wet, so I gave you a change of dry clothes. But you don't have to worry. I didn't do anything to you or look at anything I shouldn't have." "Really?" Julien looked at her with a faint smile. Seeing Julien's smiling eyes, Sydney blushed even more, and she averted her eyes nervously, "Of course, it's true."

It was true that she hadn't done anything to him, and she couldn't have done anything to him.

However, she accidentally caught a glimpse of his private parts.

"Okay, I believe you." Seeing Sydney's face so reddened, Julien laughed for a few seconds and then stopped teasing her. 'Otherwise, what if Sydney gets angry?'

"By the way," Sydney looked at Julien again, "What's with the surgery scar on

your chest?"

Julien was drinking his water. He paused for a moment at her question.

But soon, he collected himself. He put down his water bottle and replied nonchalantly, "I had a heart transplant."

"A heart transplant?" Sydney was shocked. Her eyes widened.

She had thought about it being heart surgery, like a heart bypass, etc.,

But she couldn't believe Julien had a heart transplant.

'That means at the moment, the heart pounding in Julien's chest is not his own but someone else's.'

"Why did you have a heart transplant?" Sydney looked at Julien in amazement.

Julien took a bite of the biscuit and chewed

it slowly. "I have a congenital heart condition. I was born with a hole in my heart, and there was no way to repair it by surgery. When I was born, the doctors made it pretty clear that I wouldn't live to be twenty. But because my family was rich, and my parents were willing to pay for everything to save me. When I was twenty-four years old, I had a heart transplant."

"Twenty-four years old..." Sydney's lips parted, "So that was six years ago?"

"Yes." Julien nodded his head. Then he looked her in the eyes and went on, "Six years ago I wrote to you and asked you to meet me, so I could tell you that I was in love with you. You agreed to meet me, and you called me to ask what day we would meet. I told you a month later."

"I remember." Sydney remarked.

Julien swallowed his cookie and continued, "The day you called me was exactly the day I had my surgery. I told you I'd see you in a month because I couldn't get out of bed until a month after my heart transplant surgery."

"So that's what happened." Sydney felt a slight soreness on the tip of her nose. She understood everything now.

No wonder his voice sounded so weak that day. It turned out that he was sick. He had to have surgery.

Otherwise, Sydney would have been able to recognize Julien afterward as the boy she had always loved, the one who loved to wear white shirts and smile.

Unfortunately, it was all over.

Sydney took a deep breath to suppress the sourness inside. Then she curled her lips and asked, "I remember. Congenital heart disease is a genetic disorder. Who did you inherit it from?" "My mother." Julien answered.

Then Julien thought of something and added, "Not Velma. She is my stepmother. I inherited it from my real mother."

"I know that Velma is your stepmother. Grandmother had told me that before." Sydney wasn't surprised by Julien's words.

"But I've always wondered why Velma was so good to you. She doesn't seem like a nice person." Sydney was confused.

Julien smiled, "No, she's not. She's snobbish and vulgar. She's narrow-minded and unforgiving. She doesn't look like a good stepmother, but actually, she's very kind. She is good to me, maybe because she feels guilty about me." "Guilty?" Sydney raised an eyebrow, "Did she get involved in your parents' marriage? She broke up your parents' relationship, so she feels guilty about you? It shouldn't be. If that's the case, given your temper, you would not have let her off. How can you treat her as your own mother?"