My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 244 The Chandelier Dropped

Sydney shook her head. "I don't know. He shouldn't have any sudden illnesses."

That was at least not to her knowledge.

Looking at Julien's increasingly pale face, Lyra only cried, not knowing what to do. Sydney shook her head, utterly speechless.

"Ms. Madden, if you don't want your fiance to die, I think you should hurry up and call an ambulance. Will crying fix the problem?"

When Lyra heard those words, her crying stopped. She was somewhat embarrassed that she had to be reminded by another person to call a doctor.

"I don't need you to tell me that. I know how to call myself." She looked at Sydney indignantly.

Sydney shrugged. "I was too nosy. Go ahead, then. Let's continue eating, Cay."

"Sure." Cayden nodded with a smile.

The two went back to eating and stopped meddling in other people’s affairs.

Lyra scoffed as she took out her phone to dial the emergency number.

Suddenly, Julien raised his hand and stopped her.

"No. I'll be fine soon. There's no need to call."

"But Julien-"

"Stop crying!" Before Lyra could finish her sentence, Julien endured the sharp pain in his heart and raised his head. He placed his hand on her face, using his thumb to wipe away her tears, and said

with a hoarse and slightly gentle voice, "I'm fine. Don't worry."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Julien could feel the sharp pain in his heart begin to subside.

In just a few seconds, the pain disappeared completely. If not for the cold sweat on his forehead, it was as if everything that happened earlier was fake.

Julien lowered his eyelids, hiding the shock and anger in his eyes.

He only wanted to give it a try just now. Would the sharp pain in his heart disappear if he listened to the voice in his head?

Unexpectedly, it really did disappear.

His heart hurt because he did not want to coax Lyra, but it suddenly got better when he did. He had never believed in such bizarre and wicked happenings, so he could not help but feel a little frightened at that moment.

'Will this happen again in the future if I don't treat Lyra well?'

Lyra did not know what Julien was thinking.

However, she let out a huge sigh of relief when she saw blood gradually return to his face. "That's great,

Julien. You're finally okay."

Julien's lips moved, but he said nothing. His eyes were cold.

Without noticing anything wrong, Lyra returned to her seat.

After cleaning the glass fragments on the floor, the manager looked at Julien. "Sir, are you really okay? Why don't I call a doctor to take a look at you?"

'This man came with a crutch, and just moments ago, he suddenly looked critically ill. Although he looks fine now, I still feel uneasy.

'If something like that happens again, it'll be troublesome if he dies in my shop.'

"I'm really fine. There's no need to call a doctor.

Remember to add that broken glass to my tab," Julien said while rubbing his temples.

The manager stared at him for a long time before finally believing him. "Very well. Please enjoy your dinner. If you need anything else, feel free to call for us."

"Mm." Julien nodded.

With that, the manager left.

Sydney suddenly laughed.

Her laughter attracted the attention of Julien and the others.

"What are you laughing about, Sydney?" Layden asked

curiously.

Sydney stirred the salad in the bowl. "I'm laughing at how an outsider is more worried about whether President Flint is really fine. However, his fiancee, Ms. Madden, is really unique. President Flint said he was fine, and she really believed him. She didn't even bother asking him twice. Ms. Madden, do you really love President Flint?"

"What do you mean by that, Ms. Raines? Are you saying I don't really love Julien? Do I need you to tell me whether I love him or not?" Lyra slammed the knife and fork on the table.

Sydney shrugged. "It’s a legitimate doubt. Why are you so defensive? Are you feeling guilty because I hit the nail on the head?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who's guilty?" Lyra bit her lip and looked at Julien, feeling aggrieved. "Julien, you have to believe me. I do care about you. I just-" i

"Enough. Let's eat." Julien pursed his lips and interrupted her, his tone carrying an imperceptible hint of impatience.

Lyra stopped talking and picked up her utensils to continue eating.

At that moment, Julien's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Lyra, there's something I've been thinking a lot about these days. I think we should-"

Before he could finish, a loud noise interrupted him. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

The noise came from the next table, to which Julien's face sank, and he hurriedly turned to look.

There was a huge chandelier above Sydney and Layden's table.

The chandelier had fallen from the ceiling, smashing into all the dishes on the dining table and sending glass fragments flying everywhere.

Sydney's arm was scratched by a glass shard and had started to bleed.

Besides her, Lyra's face was also scratched by a flying shard. The wound was about one to two inches long.

Perhaps the scratch happened too fast, but Lyra did not notice the pain at first. It was only until she felt liquid flowing down her face and she reached out to wipe it did she find that it was actually blood.

All of a sudden, she screamed as her face turned pale.

At the same time, Layden also noticed something off with Sydney.

Looking carefully, he saw that she was clutching her arm tightly. Crimson blood was seeping out between her fingers and dripping onto her clothes, staining them with a growing puddle of red.

"Sydney, you're hurt!" Layden's expression changed, and he raised his voice.

Julien's eyes widened when he heard that. Without caring whether he could stand on his legs or not, he

immediately went over and directly lifted Sydney's arm. "Show me!"

Sydney's arm was badly hurt. The wound was at least four inches long and was quite deep. The blood flowing out unceasingly from the inside looked very frightening.

Julien's move not only caused Sydney to freeze but also put a ferocious look on Lyra’s face.

She was closest to him and was his fiancee too. Yet, he ignored her and went straight to Sydney instead!

Lyra's body trembled with anger. She glared at Sydney as if she wanted to eat Sydney up.

Having noticed it, Sydney forcibly pulled her arm back from Julien's hand. She said coldly, "President Flint, you're concerned for the wrong person. Ms. Madden is over there!"

"Sydney is right. Please get out of the way, President Flint." Layden took a torn handkerchief, pushed Julien away with a straight face, and stopped the bleeding on Sydney's arm.

Julien was pushed aside and almost fell.

Fortunately, there was a table behind him to stop him for a moment before he regained his footing.

He looked at Layden, who was stopping the bleeding for Sydney, and his eyes darkened. His lips pursed tightly into a straight line, and his heart felt very uncomfortable and irritated.

"Julien..." While Julien was very upset at being pushed aside by Layden, Lyra's wronged and trembling voice sounded.

He suddenly remembered that she was around too.

"Julien, my face is hurt. Will I be disfigured?" Lyra held her face and looked at Julien with teary eyes.

Julien's thin lips moved. "No."

It was such a shallow wound not even half as serious as Sydney's. How would she be disfigured?

"Really?" Lyra sounded doubtful.

Julien felt so impatient that he did not even want to answer her.

However, as soon as he thought that, his heart started to ache again.

His expression darkened, and he clenched his fists. Grinding his molars, he said in a slightly cold voice," Of course. I'll find the best doctor for you. I won't let anything happen to your face.