Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 829 Slipping into the Bathroom

He grew up with an extremely strict education and stuck to rigorous rules in every aspect, eating included.

His meals were regular, but he would not eat more than he needed.

He had been on a diet for nearly 30 years. It was the first time that he had finished such a large bowl of spaghetti, and he felt a little bloated.

When he was almost stuffed, sense told him to stop eating.

Seeing Sydney enjoying her meal, he didn't feel like stopping. He continued to eat with her.

Even the food tasted better when she was with him. He forwent all his rules and enjoyed his meal.

Julien rubbed his upset stomach and got up. "Take a rest, I'm going to clean the table."

"It's okay." Sydney grabbed his hand, "I'll take care of it. You did the cooking, and I will do the rest. Just sit here. I can tell that you're feeling unwell."

With that, she picked up the dishes and headed to the kitchen.

In her mind, love was mutual, and they should help each other in life.

It was wrong that one party contributed while the other party enjoyed it but did nothing in return.

In the long run, their affection would be worn out.

Contributions from both parties were the secret of a long relationship.

Julien watched Sydney go into the kitchen, exhaled slightly, and sat back down.

He hadn't expected her to notice his poor condition.

It showed her constant care for her.

Julien lowered his eyes and chuckled.

A few minutes later, Sydney cleaned up the kitchen and came out with a medical kit in her hand.

Julien immediately straightened up and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Did you get hurt?"

Touched by his concern, Sydney shook her head and smiled, "Not me, you."

"Me?" Julien raised his eyebrows.

Sydney went back to her seat and opened the medical kit. "Isn't your stomach bloating because you ate too much? I found you some Calcium carbonate."

She picked up a box of medicine and studied it for a while. Then she opened it, took out three white pills, and handed them to him. "Take it. It will help you digest." Julien looked at the pills in her palm for a moment and grabbed her wrist, letting her send the medicine into his mouth.

He took the medicine and deliberately licked her palm.

Sydney felt itchy and glared at him. "What are you doing?"

Julien giggled, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The corners of Sydney's mouth twitched. "But your look says otherwise."

She rolled her eyes, pulled her hand back, and gave him a glass of water. "Have some water."

Julien hummed, restrained his flirtatious manners, took the glass, and had some water. Then the melted bitter pills were swallowed by him with a frown. Sydney closed the medical kit. "You shouldn't have eaten so much. It's not worth the pain."

"You know I don't eat much?" Julien cupped the glass, looking at her.

Sydney shrugged. "You've been keeping a diet but ate so much today. Of course, I can tell. I didn't stop you only because you seemed to be enjoying it." Just now, she was surprised to see him almost finished the spaghetti and intended to stop him.

Given his eating habit, his stomach should be small.

The spaghetti he ate had surpassed its capacity. It was normal for him to feel bloated.

She was shocked when he continued to eat despite his discomfort. She had intended to advise him but held back at the sight of the pleasure in his eyes.

She could vaguely tell why he was so happy.

He was affected by her good mood when she was having spaghetti.

What a fool!

Sydney found it both funny and annoying. "You can't act like this again. You'll be the one who suffers."

Julien looked at her anxious face and gently replied, "Okay."

"All right, lie down for a while. You'll feel better after taking the medicine." Sydney got up and put the medical kit back into the kitchen. Then she grabbed her pajamas and went to have a shower. Julien sat on the sofa, his neck turning after her movement. His eyes never left her for a second.

By the time Sydney entered the bathroom and closed the door, his eyes were fixed on the frosted glass.

Although he couldn't see what was happening inside, the outline of her curvy figure could be seen.

The woman inside was combing her hair into a bun.

She put down her hands, put them on her waist, and removed her clothes. Now the figure looked even more attractive.

His eyes darkened terribly, and his Adam's apple bobbed. Putting his hands on the armrest, he propped himself up and sneaked to the bathroom.

When he reached the door, the woman inside had taken off her clothes and scoured her body with the shower.

The pitter-patter penetrated the thin glass and went into Julien's ears. Now his eyes darkened even further.

He lifted his hand, grabbed the knob, and lightly turned.

The bathroom door opened.

Sydney was not in the habit of locking the door since she had been living here alone. No one would come in anyway.

After she lived with Julien, she still would not lock the door.

She had never thought that he would come in when she was having a shower.

Julien slowly pushed open the door. The bathroom was filled with steam and fragrance. His eyes then captured everything.

Naked, Sydney was standing under the shower. The water was raining down. Facing inward, she was tilting her head, massaging her shoulder, and scouring herself with a smaller shower.

After a long day, her shoulder had been strained. During the bath, she would scour it with hot water. Complemented by massage, it would relieve the soreness.

It was sort of her habit.

Maybe because she was immersed or Julien's movement was light, she didn't notice that the door had opened and that someone was approaching her.

The man stopped behind her and clasped her waist. She yelped in alarm and stiffened in shock.

"Shh, don't scream!" Julien immediately covered her mouth, rested his chin on her shoulder, and croaked, "It's me."

"Huh?"

'Julien?'