Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 121

"Nothing,” Sydney closed her eyes and replied in a light voice.

When Julien saw that she was unwilling to speak, he pursed his lips and his expression turned cold. He then reached his hand into the car window.

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

Julien did not answer. Instead, he reached for the door lock and unlocked it, then proceeded to open the car door.

"You..."

"Come out," Julien ordered.

Sydney remained in the car and refused to move." Why must I do as you say? Who are you to me? What exactly do you want?"

"Sit at the back. I'll send you to the hospital," Julien said.

Surprise flashed over Sydney's eyes, but she turned her head and said, “No need. I can go by myself."

"Are you still planning to drive in this state?" Julien asked coldly when he saw Sydney's pale face and cold sweat across her forehead.

This woman did not care about her own safety at all!

Sydney hugged her abdomen and sneered. "Whether

I'm driving or not is none of your business. Who are you to me?"

Julien was taken aback by her words and was at a loss.

He was unsure about their relationship himself.

He was only her ex-husband, and an ex-husband would be someone irrelevant.

When he thought about this, Julien somehow felt a little unwilling. "Even if I have nothing to do with you, any strangers wouldn't leave you alone in this state."

"President Flint, what a joke. I wouldn't reject a stranger's offer. But because the one offering help to me right now is you, I'll have to reject you. I think you better return to Ms.Madden." After Sydney said this, she pushed Julien away and closed the door.

Julien's face visibly darkened, and he was extremely upset.

She would rather let a stranger send her and not himself.

Did she hate him that much?

"Oh, right." Just as Sydney was about to drive off, she suddenly remembered something, and her expression changed. "President Flint, a motorcyclist snatched my handbag away earlier."

"Snatched?” Julien frowned.

So, she was chasing after a motorcyclist?

"That’s right." Sydney nodded and held his gaze. "My phone is in the bag, and I have the evidence of Lyra pushing me off the stairs in it. Just as I was about to enter the police station, my phone together with the evidence was coincidently stolen. Sure enough, the motorcyclist wasn't after my money, but the evidence. President Flint, does this have anything to do with you?"

Julien understood what she meant and pursed his lips. "Are you suspecting that I hired someone to snatch your bag?"

Sydney did not deny it. "You told me not to report this to the police, and you told me you'd protect Lyra.

Naturally, you're the prime suspect in this. Only three of us knew about the recording. If it wasn't you, then it must be Lyra. It has to be one of you."

"It’s not me," Julien tightened his fist as he said.

He did not have to use such methods just to protect Lyra.

Sydney raised her chin in realization. "Then, it must be Ms. Madden."

Julien wanted to say that Lyra might not have done it.

However, he hesitated and no words came out of his mouth.

Sydney said that the only ones who knew about the recording were the three of them. It was not him, so it could only be Lyra.

Julien was unsure if it was Lyra's core personality or the alternate one.

"What are you thinking about, President Flint?” Sydney narrowed her eyes when she looked at Julien.

Julien lowered his eyes. "Nothing."