Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 569 Sydney Got Jealous

Natalie smiled, "For whatever reason, Mr. Flint, you have helped me, and I am very grateful. But I came in a hurry this evening. I didn't prepare a gift. I must bring you a gift tomorrow. I'm leaving now." "OK," Julien responded nonchalantly.

Natalie bowed to Julien again, and then she left.

Julien closed the door, went back to the living room, picked up his laptop, and went upstairs.

As he passed Sydney's room, he slowed down and glanced at her door.

Seeing the light coming through the crack of the door, Julien stopped.

'The light is still on. Is Sydney still up?'

Then Julien knocked on the door. He wanted to tell Sydney what Natalie had said to him.

"Sydney, are you still up?" Julien asked as he knocked on the door.

He knocked several times, but no one answered.

'Is she sleeping?'

Julien frowned. But soon, he dismissed the idea.

It shouldn't be. Sydney hates lights when she sleeps. She wouldn't fall asleep with the lights on, so she shouldn't be asleep yet.

'But why didn't she open the door? Isn't she in her room?'

When Julien thought about this, his face tensed up. He stopped knocking on the door. Then he grabbed the doorknob and turned it gently, and the door was opened.

Julien pushed the door open and stepped inside. He first looked toward the bed, but found that Sydney was not there. His pupils contracted abruptly.

'She's not in the room! Where did she go?'

Julien's heart tightened, and his fists clenched. He looked around the room and wondered when Sydney had left.

When he was downstairs, he hadn't seen Sydney come downstairs.

As he surveyed the room, he saw something on the floor a short distance from the bathroom. It seemed to be hair. But the couch was blocking his view. He wasn't quite sure.

Julien walked around the couch to take a closer look. To his shock, Sydney had passed out, lying on the floor.

"Sydney!" Julien's face turned pale. He rushed over to check on Sydney.

He lifted Sydney up and held her in his arms. He felt her forehead and found that it was not hot. Then he checked her breathing, and her breathing was steady. She didn't look sick.

At once, Julien calmed down. He felt a little funny about himself.

Sydney wasn't sick. She had just fallen asleep.

But how had she fallen asleep on the floor? He couldn't believe her. She could catch a cold.

Julien didn't wake her up. He put her arms around his neck, held her thighs with one arm, carried her up, and headed for the bed.

Arriving at the bed, Julien placed Sydney on it. He tucked the hair on her face behind her ears, covered her with a blanket, and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead. Then he turned off the light and left the

room.

When Sydney woke up the next morning, it was eleven o'clock.

Sydney opened her eyes, glanced at the ceiling, and found herself in her bed. She froze.

'This is so weird! How could I be in bed?'

She vaguely remembered that last night after she got out of the bathtub, she slipped on the floor. And because she was so drunk, she had fallen asleep on the floor.

'Did Julien come into my room last night?'

Sydney compressed her lips, rubbed her temples, and sat up from the bed.

When she sat up, she almost threw up. Her head was a little dizzy, and she felt her head swelling. She felt terrible.

But Sydney got out of bed anyway. She put on her shoes and stumbled to the bathroom. As soon as she got into the bathroom, she leaned over the toilet and threw up. After that, she felt better. Although her head was still a little dizzy, the nausea was gone.

Sydney flushed the toilet. Then she stood up and went to wash up.

By the time she got dressed and out the door, it was an hour later.

When Sydney had just reached the stairs, she heard Julien's voice in the living room below. "The Ferrells did the right thing."

After his remark, a woman's voice rang out.

The woman didn't say anything. She was just laughing. Her laughter was cheerful.

Hearing the woman's laughter, Sydney paused in her steps, and her hands gripped the railing. A sullen expression came to her face.

'Heh, Julien does have charm!'

'Yesterday it was Madeline, and today comes another woman.'

'Who will it be tomorrow?'

Sydney was not happy with the idea. She let out a grunt.

It wasn't loud, but Julien heard it clearly. He turned his head towards the stairs and saw Sydney standing there. His solemn face gentled, and his voice softened," You're awake?"

Sydney ignored him. She turned her head to the side.

'Isn't he having fun with that woman? He made that woman laugh so happily. I shouldn't interrupt.'

'If he doesn't go back to talking to the woman, the woman might be unhappy.'

Seeing the sullen look on Sydney's face, Julien was confused, 'What's wrong with her?'

Natalie was sitting across from Julien. She couldn't see Sydney standing on the stairs. But as Julien spoke in the direction of the stairs, she guessed that it was Sydney coming down. She rushed to her feet, walked around the couch, and headed for the stairs. She stopped when she saw Sydney. She waved at Sydney, "Sydney."

Sydney was surprised to hear Natalie's voice, then she turned her head in the direction of the woman's voice and said in surprise, "Natalie?"

'So Julien had just been talking to Natalie, not another woman.'

"What? You don't know me after a day?" Natalie saw the surprise on Sydney's face and she asked with a smile.

Sydney shook her head, "No, I'm just surprised you're here."

'And talking with Julien so happily'.

"I came here to thank you and Mr. Flint." Natalie replied, "But when I came, you were still sleeping, so I chatted with Mr. Flint while waiting for you." "Oh! What were you guys talking about?" Sydney glanced at Julien and then fixed her eyes on Natalie again, a hint of jealousy in her tone.

Julien raised his eyebrows and gave a low chuckle. He finally understood why Sydney had just looked sullen.

She was jealous to hear him talking to another woman.

"We were talking about Manuel." Natalie said, not noticing the jealousy in Sydney's tone. She went on, "Yesterday Mr. Flint talked to Manuel's father about Manuel's affair, so last night Manuel's father forced him to come to my house to apologize to me, and Manuel sent the woman away."

"So that's what you were talking about." Sydney nodded.

'No wonder Julien said the Ferrells did the right thing. That's what he meant.'

Sydney's heart eased up. She wasn't angry anymore.

She walked downstairs.

Seeing Sydney's legs trembling, Julien suddenly remembered something. He put down the financial magazine in his hand, went to the kitchen, and brought out a bowl of soup. The soup was cooked by Julien. It could help Sydney sober up. Julien handed it to Sydney, "Drink it."

"What is this?" Sydney wrinkled her nose in disgust as she looked at the dark soup in the bowl and smelled the strange odor.