Sydney listened and nodded. "That's right. No matter what, you still have us by your side. We won't see you as anyone's substitute. Don't take it too hard, alright?"
She looked at him.
Her serious look sent a stream of warmth to his heart. Julien touched her cheek and said softly, "I know."
"Okay, are you still upset now?" Sydney asked, grabbing his hand that was on her cheek.
Julien shook his head. "No, not anymore. As you said, I've got you by my side."
He was sad and angry when he learned that his mother had trained him to be like Dallin.
He loved his mother after all.
Then his anger subsided, and he calmed down.
He started to reconcile himself to it since his mother had been gone for around 20 years.
It was unreasonable to dwell on the past.
Even so, anger and shame were still with him, and he put all the blame on Dallin.
Whether he knew the secret or not, Julien would not let him go.
Someone should answer for the mistake. Since his mother had passed away, the person would naturally be Dallin.
After he thought it through, his anger was greatly relieved while his agitation was contained.
Even if he didn't straighten his thinking, he couldn't stay angry. He would process his emotions.
He couldn't let Sydney worry about him. His anger would scare and unnerve her.
After all, she had been comforting him. He didn't want to let her down.
At that, Julien caressed Sydney even more gently. His hand lingered and moved along the contours of her face.
Feeling itchy, Sydney grabbed his wrist and put his hand off. "Okay, let's go to have lunch then. It's already the afternoon, and I'm starving. I suppose you're hungry too."
Julien didn't tell her if he was hungry or not. Instead, he quickly led her to the kitchen. "I'll cook for you."
"Wait." The amused woman stopped the anxious man.
Julien halted and looked back at her. "What's wrong?"
"I've got it ready." Sydney untied the apron.
Only then did Julien notice that she was wearing it.
Since he opened the door and saw her, his attention had been on her face.
Sydney took the apron off and said, "I made your favorite food. You'll like it."
"My favorite food?" Julien's eyes lit up.
Sydney hummed, "Yeah, someone is upset and could use some comfort, so I cook for him."
Julien knew that she was trying to cheer him up. She didn't want him to doubt or abandon himself after he learned the hard truth.
At that, Julien yanked Sydney into his arms and held her tightly.
Sydney's nose bumped into his solid chest. The pain caused the rims of her eyes to redden.
She didn't grunt because she knew his character. He would be worried and make a fuss about it.
To prevent that from happening, she held back.
While Julien took no notice, Sydney gently rubbed the tip of her nose, let out a breath, and put her hand down.
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