Sydney finally came back to her senses. She stood up and looked at Hunter with displeasure. "What are you doing?"
Hunter didn't expect her to have such a strong reaction. Blinking his eyes uneasily, he withdrew his hand. "1 just helped to wipe the cream off your face."
Fearing that she wouldn't believe him, he handed the tissue to her.
Seeing that there was indeed some cream on it, Sydney knew she had misunderstood him. She tried to calm herself and sat down again. "I'm sorry, I thought you ..." "You thought that I wanted to take advantage of you, right?" Hunter chuckled.
Sydney curled her lips. "Don't do this again, or others might misunderstand our relationship. You can just tell me and I'll wipe the cream off myself."
"I just did you a little favor, and I am sure this won't cause any misunderstandings. But since you've said so, I won't do that kind of thing again." Hunter shrugged his shoulders and agreed.
Only he himself knew how regretful he was.
He had wanted to get closer to her through occasional ambiguous actions, so that he would eventually win her heart.
Unexpectedly, she was so vigilant that she didn't give him any opportunities to have physical contact with her.
It seemed that he had to take his time to chase after her.
Hunter shook his head with a bitter smile.
An hour later, they finished having their dinner.
Sydney paid the bill, packed two strawberry cakes and was ready to go back.
As soon as they went out of the restaurant, a blast of cold wind blew over, and Sydney couldn’t help sneezing and even shivering all over.
Hunter asked, "Are you feeling cold?"
"A little." Sydney nodded and looked up at the sky.
There were no stars in the sky, not even the moon. It was dark and depressing, and it seemed to rain soon.
While Sydney was lost in her own thought, she suddenly felt something heavy on her shoulder.
She quickly withdrew her eyes and looked down, only to find that there was a coat on her shoulder.
It looked quite familiar, and she guessed it must be Hunter’s.
Sydney turned to look at him. Sure enough, he had taken off his coat, leaving only a shirt and a knitted vest. "Why did you give me your clothes?” she asked in surprise
“Aren’t you cold? As a man, I should take good care of you.” Hunter smiled.
Sydney frowned with disapproval. “Even so, it's inappropriate to do this. I don’t want you to catch a cold because of me. You should take your coat back and put it on.’
While saying this, she took off his coat and handed it to Hunter.
But Hunter put the coat back onto her shoulders, and in order to prevent her from taking it off again, he held her shoulders tightly and said, "Well, be a good girl and put the coat on. I am a strong man and I won't catch a cold so easily.”
"But..."
Pursing her lips, Sydney was about to say something, but a low and cold voice suddenly sounded. "Would you please step aside? You guys are in my way."
This voice...
Sydney's eyes widened. She turned back and saw Julien and Zach standing nearby, looking at them with a straight face.
That familiar voice was indeed Julien's.
Why was he here?
He should be in hospital now.
This question was quickly asked by Hunter, who looked at Julien smilingly. "Julien, good evening. What a coincidence that you also had dinner in this restaurant! But shouldn't you be in the hospital? Why did you suddenly come out?"
Julien remained silent, and his dark eyes fell on Sydney's shoulder.
Sydney sensed it, and she subconsciously used more strength to shake Hunter’s hands off her shoulders. At the same time, she took his coat off and threw it back into his arms. She then turned to look at Julien and said, "Well... this coat is ..."
"Sydney, you have nothing to do with him. Why did you bother to explain to him?” Hunter squinted at Sydney, as if he wanted to see something from her face.
Sydney was stunned after hearing his words, but then her face darkened. Hunter was right. She was no longer Julien’s wife, and even if she was with another man, it was none of his business.
Then why did she explain all this to him?
Was she crazy?
At this thought, Sydney lowered her eyes and fell silent.
At this moment, Julien finally spoke in a cold and indifferent voice, "Please go on, and I won't bother you two."
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