Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 158

"I'm fine now," the Old Madam replied with a smile.

Sydney nodded. "That's good."

Then, the Old Madam suddenly remembered something and pointed to the bedside. "Syd, Felicia's son came to see her yesterday and brought her a lot of hawthorns he grew at home. Don’t you like to eat hawthorn cake? Take these hawthorns back with you."

Sydney looked at the hawthorns in the basket. They were big and red, making them very appetizing to look at.

Just as she was about to nod and agree, Julien said," No!"

The Old Madam frowned.

The smile on Sydney's face also faded slowly.

The Old Madam looked at Julien with dissatisfaction." Why not? I'm giving this to Syd. Why do we need your permission?"

She never knew that this grandson of hers was so stingy.

He was not even willing to give Sydney some hawthorn!

Sydney did not say anything, nor did she get angry.

It was just some hawthorn. If he did not want to give it to her, so be it.

There was no need to get angry over something so trivial.

Looking at the changes in the Old Madam and Sydney's expressions, Julien knew that they had misunderstood and lowered his eyes, saying in a faint voice, "She can't eat hawthorn."

After learning that Sydney was pregnant, he did not know what came over him to look up on the Internet the things that pregnant women had to pay attention to. He looked up a list of food that pregnant women could not eat.

Hawthorn was one of them.

"Why not?" The Old Madam stared at Julien sternly. If Julien did not give her an acceptable reason, she would not listen to him.

Sydney also looked at Julien, not understanding why he would think that she could not eat hawthorn.

Julien pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

Sydney did not announce her pregnancy.

Thus, he naturally could not reveal it on behalf of her.

After thinking about it, his eyes flickered slightly and he said, "Felicia gave these to you. What would she think if you gave it to other people? You should just tell Felicia to bake the hawthorn cake or press it into juice for you."

The Old Madam's hand trembled in anger. "That's your reason for not giving Syd the hawthorn? Wow, you're amazing, Julien. I think you must’ve stayed with Velma for too long and her stinginess rubbed off on you. Look at how selfish you are. If I had known back then, I wouldn't have left you to Velma to raise."

Julien's lips twitched imperceptibly when he heard his grandmother call him a selfish and self-interested person. Then, he glanced at Sydney.

He subconsciously did not want Sydney to think that he was that kind of person.

"Syd, take the hawthorns back with you later. Don't listen to him. These are my hawthorns. He's not qualified to make decisions for me," the Old Madam glared at Julien fiercely and said in a tone that brooked no argument.

Sydney nodded. "Okay."

The more Julien did not want to give it to her, the more she wanted to take it.

If he was unhappy, then she was happy.

Sydney raised her eyes and looked at Julien, the provocation in her gaze unconcealed.

Julien wanted to laugh.

Forget it. If she wanted to take it, then she could take it.

At most, he would think of a way to get rid of the hawthorns later. In any case, he could not let her eat the hawthorns.

"What are you still standing there for? Pour a glass of water for Syd." The Old Madam got angry again when she saw Julien standing there like a pole.

After what just happened, she became more and more unhappy when she looked at her grandson. He used to be such an excellent child. How did he become like this now?

Julien hummed, took a disposable paper cup, and went to the water dispenser to get water.

After filling it up, he walked to Sydney and handed it to her.

"Thanks." Sydney thanked him politely and took the cup.

Julien hummed and warned her, "It's hot."

The Old Madam looked at him in surprise.

Was he concerned about Sydney?

Sydney did not think that Julien was concerned about her. After all, a reminder like that was completely ordinary.

If it were her, she would have reminded him kindly as well.

Thus, she did not think anything of it.

Sydney blew the hot water, took a sip, and could not help but make a sound of confusion.

"What's wrong, Syd?" the Old Madam asked with concern.

Sydney looked at Julien oddly. "President Flint, did you add honey?"

"Yeah." Julien nodded. "You don't like it?"

There was a subtle tension in his tone.