My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Sydney straightened up with a smile. "Thank you, Sharon. If it wasn't for you helping me this time, I really wouldn't know what to do."

Skylight Corporation needed 150 million dollars to operate normally. If those banks insisted on wanting the money back, she did not know where she would get the 150 million from. Now, Sharon solved the problem for her, so she naturally had to thank Sharon.

Sharon waved her hand. "You don't have to thank me, President Raines. I'm just doing my job as a subordinate."

Sydney chuckled, feeling her heart warm.

Sharon's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but her phone suddenly rang.

She looked at the screen and her expression turned serious as she answered it, "Hello?"

"Sharon, we found another place the young master stayed at before. Do you want to take a look?"

"Alright, I'll go buy a ticket now."

Hanging up the phone, Sharon looked at Sydney." President Raines, I have to ask for leave from you again. There's a very important matter..."

"Go ahead," Sydney smiled and said, "I'll treat you to dinner when you come back."

"Thank you, President Raines. I'll leave now. I'll arrange for the driver to come and pick you up."

Then, she put away her phone and swiftly left the room.

Sydney picked up her spoon and ate some food. When she estimated that the driver Sharon had arranged was about to arrive, she got ready to pay the bill and return to Skylight. Just as she stepped out of the room, the opposite room door opened and Julien and Zach came out from inside.

Both of them were stunned when they saw Sydney.

Sydney was also a little surprised. She did not expect to meet them here.

"President Flint." Sydney took the initiative to greet Julien in an indifferent tone.

Julien nodded slightly in response.

Zach pushed his glasses and smiled politely at Sydney. "Ms. Raines."

"Hello, Zach." Sydney smiled back at him.

Julien frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She could smile at Zach, but she gave him an expressionless face.

The air around Julien's body chilled down.

Zach shivered and subconsciously pulled away from Julien.

Sydney did not plan to exchange pleasantries with them and headed to the elevator after greeting them.

Julien also moved his legs.

The elevator was rising, and the three stood at the entrance of the doors waiting quietly. No one spoke, so the atmosphere was very depressing.

Zach looked at Julien to his left, and then at Sydney to his right, and felt pressured.

Why did these two people have to meet?

Zach rubbed the headache at his temples.

Ding. The elevator arrived.

Sydney walked in, and Julien and Zach followed behind.

After entering, Zach consciously stood in the corner and pretended to be invisible.

The elevator door slowly closed and began to descend.

Suddenly, the light on top of the elevator flashed twice, and there was the sound of electricity sparking.

Zach looked up and swallowed, saying with uncertainty, "Is there something wrong with the elevator?"

Just as he spoke, the elevator suddenly shook violently.

Sydney subconsciously let out a cry as she paled with fright.

In addition, she was wearing high heels and could not maintain her balance amid the shaking. Her body staggered and she twisted her foot.

She could even clearly hear the sound of her bone dislocating.

Sydney broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and her expression distorted for a moment.

Just as she was about to fall, an arm suddenly stretched out from behind her and wrapped around her waist.

Sydney's body stiffened. "What are you doing?"

Her voice was hoarse from the pain.

Julien scooped her back into his arms and let her lean back against his chest tightly. He said in a low voice, " Don't move. Just lean against me."

Sydney was unwilling and prepared to pull his hand away from her waist.

Julien's voice sounded again with no room for argument in his tone. "If you don't want to twist your other foot, then just do as I say."

Sydney's hand froze instantly.

He knew that she sprained her ankle!

There was an unspeakable feeling in her heart, but she did not insist on breaking free from Julien's protection anymore. She obediently leaned into his arms and did not move. After all, she did not want to sprain both feet and go to work in a wheelchair in the future.

The elevator swayed for about two minutes before calm was finally restored and it smoothly descended to the first floor.

When the elevator door opened and Sydney saw the bright light outside, her uneasy heart was finally relieved.

Zach straightened his messy clothes and took the lead in getting out of the elevator. Then, he stood at the door and blocked it so the doors would not close on the two. Sydney looked down at the man's hand that was still on her waist. A complex light flashed in her eyes before she said faintly, "President Flint, can you let go now?" "Sorry." Julien took his hand away.

Sydney braced her hands on the elevator wall to stabilize her body and shook her head. "You don't need to apologize to me, President Flint. I should be the one thank you for helping me instead." "It's nothing." Julien looked at her pale and stoic little face and his gaze darkened. Then, his eyes moved down, and stared at her swollen ankle. His heart inexplicably squeezed. "Your foot..."

Sydney also looked down and slightly moved her ankle.

As a result of that movement, pain surged throughout her body and she let out a muffled cry. Cold sweat seeped out again and her breathing became rapid, but she pretended not to care and smiled. "It's fine."

Fine?

Julien's thin lips pursed when he saw the large beads of cold sweat on her forehead. Then, he bent down, picked her up bridal style, and walked out of the elevator.

Sydney was completely stunned and she immediately struggled when she came back to her senses. "Julien Flint, what are you doing? Put me down!" "Don't move or you'll fall!" Julien reminded her with a frown.

Sydney's small face was flushed red, but she did not know whether it was because of anger or embarrassment. Her body was stiff. "Then put me down."

"Can you walk if I put you down?" Julien glanced at her foot.

Sydney choked for a moment but quickly regained her composure and snorted coldly. "That's none of your business either." "This is a hotel owned by Flint Corporation. Since you got injured here, as the boss, have to take responsibility," Julien responded.

Zach, who followed behind them, felt unsettled when he looked at their backs.

He saw it clearly in the elevator. President Flint could not stand stably himself either, but he still tried his best to protect Ms. Raines. When she sprained her foot, President Flint also showed a heartbroken and anxious expression.

It seemed like President Flint still had feelings for Ms. Raines.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Julien call him.

He hurriedly put away his thoughts and walked quickly toward the rest area in the hotel lobby." President Flint."

"Go get some ice packs," Julien instructed.

Zach nodded and immediately went to do as he was told.

Soon, the ice packs arrived.

Julien took it and sat down next to Sydney. Then, he bent down and picked up her injured foot before putting it on his lap.

Just as he was about to take off her shoe, Sydney immediately pressed his hand down. "President Flint,

I can do it myself."

She did not know what he was up to, and she did not know why he was suddenly being so kind to her.

If he had done this in the past, she would have been moved to tears. However, it was different now. Her heart that had gone cold long ago would not ripple again just because he was suddenly kind to her. Sydney took her foot off Julien's leg, took off her high heels herself, and put an ice pack on her ankle to relieve the pain.

Julien looked at her actions and pursed his lips slightly, feeling agitated about her resistance.

For some reason, he did not like her deliberately distancing away from him.

However, he could not tell why he did not like it.

"President Raines, I'm here to pick you up." A familiar voice suddenly sounded from not far away.