Sydney was relieved to hear her grandfather's affirmation. She felt warmth in her heart.
"Thank you, Grandpa. By the way, why are you calling me all of a sudden? Is your archaeological mission going to finish soon?"
"No. It's a grand tomb. It will take about a year. We have just cleared out the passage to the main chamber. Tomorrow we are going to get into the main chamber. I'm calling to ask you to go to my residence, find a notebook in the study, and send it to me. "Okay. No problem. When do you need it? Do you need it very urgently?" Sydney asked.
Her grandfather's residence was in the countryside, a three-hour drive away.
If her grandfather needed it urgently, she should get going now, and she didn't expect to arrive until dark.
"No, it's not urgent. Send it to me before this weekend. I'll send you the address later." Sydney's grandfather answered smilingly.
Sydney nodded, "Okay. I'll get it tomorrow then."
Then the two talked about how they were doing recently. After that, they hung up the phone reluctantly.
Putting the phone down, Sydney saw
Julien staring at her.
Somehow Sydney blurted out, "It was my grandfather."
"I heard you guys." Julien nodded, "But I've never heard you have a grandfather."
Sydney put her phone in her handbag and answered, "My grandfather is an archaeologist. He spends most of his time on expeditions in the mountains and forests. He always keeps a low profile, so I don't talk about him much."
Julien asked, "What did he ask you to do?"
"He asked me to send him an archaeological notebook of his." Sydney answered.
Suddenly, a knock came on the door.
Sydney turned her head and saw a strange doctor with a nurse standing outside the door.
"Mr. Flint, it's time for your examination." The nurse looked at Julien and reminded him.
Julien recognized the cardiologist next to the nurse. His eyes flickered subtly. He then said to Sydney, "Please excuse us."
Sydney didn't think much about it. She thought her presence might affect the doctor's examination, so Julien asked her to leave. She nodded, "Okay. I should leave. I'll just go back and cook something for you. What do you want to have?"
"Mr. Flint can only eat light food " The doctor warned. He was worried that Julien might not be cautious about his wound.
Julien cast a cold glance at the doctor from the corner of his eye.
The doctor looked at the nurse in confusion. He didn’t understand what he had done wrong.
The nurse rolled her eyes at him.
'You're such a dumbass.’
'Didn't you see Mr. Flint's eyes glowing when he heard that lady ask him what he wanted to eat?'
However, the numb doctor's words instantly made Mr. Flint's eyes darken.
How could Julien be happy with him?
Sydney saw the exchange of eyes between the doctor and the nurse, and she couldn't help but chuckle, covering her lips with her palm, “Since the doctor said you can only eat light food. I’ll make you some porridge and some salad. How's that?"
"Good. Sounds great." Julien withdrew his gaze and turned to Sydney, and his grim eyes instantly turned gentle.
He had wanted to eat the spicy chicken made by her.
He remembered the first time Sydney had cooked when they were just married, and she had made spicy chicken. It smelled especially good!
But he was hypnotized at the time, so he didn’t recognize her. Even though that spicy chicken smelled so good that it whetted his appetite, he didn't taste it, but he still remembered the smell.
At that moment, he somehow wanted to taste the spicy chicken made by Sydney.
He wished he could taste all her dishes in three years. Then he wouldn't have any regrets.
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