"Says who? I am jealous." Julien sat down and glanced at Sydney.
His bland tone indicated that he was jealous.
Sydney rubbed her chin and nodded. "I didn't detect it just now."
"It doesn't have to be shown on the face." He took her hand in his, put it on his lap, and fiddled with it.
Her small hands were soft and tender. He couldn't take his hands off them.
He liked to stroke them.
"That's true, but it doesn't apply to you." Sydney tilted her head and looked at Julien with amusement, "You always show your emotions on your face, and I can easily tell if you're jealous. Just now, you were expressionless, which surprised me and made me believe you were not jealous."
"I was." Julien looked her in the eye, "I didn't make a fuss because I know that you don't like Terrell."
Terrell West was the name of the lawyer.
Sydney raised her eyebrows. "Oh? Why do you say so?"
"His appearance and figure are not as good as mine." Julien straightened up and crowed, "Your taste is not that bad."
Sydney giggled.
Wasn't this what she said before?
She coaxed him in this way when he was jealous of the lawyer last time.
She couldn't believe he kept it in mind.
He was right though. Her taste couldn't be that bad.
It was not that Terrell was a bad man, but humans liked beautiful things.
Terrell's appearance couldn't pique her interest at all. He was not her cup of tea.
"If so, why are you jealous of Luke and others? Do you think I like them?" Sydney asked, holding onto Julien's arm.
Julien pursed his lips. "It's different. Although Luke is not as hot as me, he is way better than other guys. Most importantly, he likes you."
He was quite emotional because he had felt the pressure.
This man disparaged others and sang praises of himself. Sydney was amused. "Alright, anyway, I belong to you. No one can steal me away from you and draw us apart. As long as we're together, you can rest your mind at ease."
As soon as her voice died away, her mouth was covered by his hand.
"What's wrong?" Sydney blinked. Her muffled voice came out from behind his hand.
Julien looked at her seriously. "We will not be separated. We'll grow old together. No one can draw us apart, not even Death."
Sydney laughed and took his hand off her mouth. "You look so serious. I thought something bad had happened."
"I mean it."
"I know." Sydney leaned on his shoulder, "But the future is hard to tell. Life is long. Who knows what will happen?"
Julien held her tightly. "Nothing will change my love for you."
Met with his persistence and reluctance to think about the future, Sydney sighed and stopped talking.
She was afraid that it would drive him crazy.
Probably because he had lost her once, he was resistant and sensitive to such words as separation, breakup, and change of heart.
He didn't like to hear them. He firmly believed that kind of thing would not happen to them.
She didn't know why he was so confident that their bond would not weaken and would stay deep.
Then again, she had to admit that his persistence had greatly relieved her confusion and anxiety about the future.
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