Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 873

Sydney’s hand didn’t hurt now. When she watched Julien massage her wrist and kiss her palm from time to time with undisguised care, she gave a very sweet smile.

‘How can Julien be so cute?’

"Okay, I'm fine. It doesn't hurt anymore." When Sydney noticed Julien seemed to be addicted to kissing, she withdrew her hand and stopped him, as she realized they were in the police station and many police officers were looking at them. It was embarrassing.

She was afraid that if she didn't stop him, he would do something unexpected.

Julien knew why she suddenly pulled her hand back.

He glanced at those police officers coldly. Although he was reluctant, he still respected Sydney and let her go. "Remember what I just said. When you beat someone, let others beat the person for you or use a tool. Don’t do so by yourself. Avoid hurting yourself and dirtying your hands."

When Sydney heard him give advice seriously, she nodded. "Okay, I'll keep it in mind and try it later."

"Okay." Julien was satisfied now.

At this moment, Greta, who had been in a daze, finally came to her senses.

She turned her head, but didn’t withdraw her hand that was covering her face, because she still felt her cheek hurt and her ears were buzzing.

Sydney had slapped her with great force.

Even if Greta didn't look in the mirror, she could guess that her cheek must have become swollen.

When Greta touched her hot face and looked at Julien and Sydney, she couldn’t suppress her fury, her body trembling uncontrollably. She growled in wrath, "Sydney, how dared you slap me?"

Sydney and Julien looked at her together.

Julien narrowed his eyes. The coldness and murderousness in his eyes were enough to freeze a person to death.

But Greta was staring fixedly at Sydney, so she was not affected by Julien.

Sydney curled her red lips and looked at Greta calmly. "Why didn't I dare slap you? You hate me so much as if you want to kill me. I couldn’t help slapping you. Since I couldn't suppress myself, I did what I wanted. Otherwise, I’ll feel annoyed and the loss will outweigh the gain.”

Then she looked at her beautiful hand.

She used this hand to slap Greta just now.

She stretched out her hand in front of Greta, and the smile on her face deepened. "How do you like the slap? Is it comfortable?"

"You..." Greta glared at Sydney.

Sydney was not afraid of her at all. She pulled her hand back calmly. "It seems that you like the slap. You enjoy it so much that you don’t know how to describe your feelings."

Julien looked at the naughty Sydney dotingly.

He thought when she teased Greta, she looked like a little devil queen.

If she wore a leather jacket and held a whip, that would be better.

Julien's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help imagining Sydney wore a leather coat and took a whip.

At the thought of it, Julien took a deep breath, rolling his Adam's apple. And his eyes became darker.

‘Maybe I can buy some clothes and ask her to wear them for me.’

Julien rubbed his chin, thinking with joy.

Sydney seemed to feel something and couldn't help shivering. Then she looked around.

As she didn’t notice anything wrong, she couldn't help but tilt her head.

‘What has happened?

‘Why do I feel as if I’m being stared at? Though the stare is not vicious, I feel strange.