Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 652

Looking at his left arm, she patted it gently.

Julien flexed his arm a bit and genially said, "I heard it, but I'm not sure if I can remember, so could you please supervise me then, Sydney?"

"Supervise?"

"Yes." Julien raised his chin. "You'll supervise me not to carry heavy objects or do strenuous exercise. Then my arm can fully recover as soon as possible."

Sydney moved her red lips slightly, ready to say something.

Next to her, Finn pushed up his glasses and said light-heartedly, "It's not

supervision. He means you should spare

more time to stay with him in the following days."

Julien's face turned frighteningly cold as if its temperature had disappeared. Then he looked at him gloomily, "Zip your lip, and you won't be a mute."

Finn shrugged without fear, "I just don't want her to be hoodwinked by you as if she is an idiot."

Julien was so angry that he wished to punch him, thinking,

"Is this hoodwinking?

"This is just the joy between boyfriend and girlfriend.

"You know nothing, bachelor!"

Seeing the two men at loggerheads, Sydney placed her hand on her forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "All right,

stop it."

She massaged her temples and said to Finn, "Dr. James, thank you for your good heart, but I know what he means."

She was not an idiot. Surely, she knew Julien's real intention-he simply wanted her to spend more time with him.

He did not say it but used the word " supervise" as cover, but she didn't feel like she had been fooled.

Anyway, this was quite normal between people in love.

Sometimes it was better to beat around the bush than say things directly-the former was more exciting.

This was fun.

Finn had not yet loved anyone, so he didn't know the tricks of it.

But the thought that he didn't want her to be fooled was good, which moved her.

"You know?" Finn was then surprised.

"Of course," Sydney answered.

Julien held her shoulder and shot a disdainful look at Finn. "How do you feel about licking the wrong boots?"

Finn's mouth twitched, and no word came out of it.

Sydney nudged the man around her gently, signaling him to shut his mouth. Then she said to Finn with an apologetic smile," Sorry, Dr. James, he...”

"All right." Finn waved his hand. "I don't understand you people in love. Can't you speak everything directly? Why use so many indirect ways? It makes things complicated. Fortunately, I'm not in love.

Otherwise, I would be so annoyed."

When he was young, he had been diagnosed with an antisocial personality and affective deficit disorder, so his parents and others around him had since hated him, and he had always been called an unfeeling devil.