My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

"What are you looking at? Just let him be if he wants to be alone," although Velma said that with an angry and disgruntled tone, she did not stop Julien from going upstairs. After all, Jayden was still her son.

As a mother, how could she be cruel to him?

Julien also knew this, so he went straight upstairs after he finished speaking.

"Jayden, open the door." Julien stood outside Jayden's room and knocked on the door.

The door opened.

Jayden's eyes were a little red as he looked at Julien. ' Big bro."

"Did you cry? Julien raised his brows.

Jayden raised his arm and wiped his eyes roughly, replying awkwardly, "No."

Julien's lips curled, but he did not expose Jayden. ' Can I come in and talk?"

"Sure." Jayden agreed and let him in.

Julien walked in.

Jayden closed the door and followed him. "Julien, didn't you say last time that you'd convince Mom to let me play basketball? She's asking me to quit the basketball team every day and won't let me go to practice. The U17 basketball tournament is the day after tomorrow, and I haven't been to training. The coach is losing his marbles."

The coach even called just now and said that if Jayden did not come to practice, he would be disqualified.

It had not been easy for him to get into the basketball team. How could he be kicked out so quickly?

Julien was also somewhat helpless. "Mom promised me before to let you play basketball. I don't know why she changed her mind so soon. It's okay. I'll talk to her later."

"What's the point? What if she agrees now but changes her mind later again?" Jayden huffed and sat on the edge of the bed.

Julien walked over to his desk and leaned against it. ' It's okay. I'll ask Grandma to come over when the time comes."

Jayden's eyes lit up immediately. "Yeah, let Grandma come over. Mom is most afraid of Grandma."

Julien hummed and was just about to say something when he suddenly glanced at a letter on the desk out of the corner of his eye.

The envelope was a bit yellowish. It was clear at a glance that it was from several years ago.

However, that was not important. The important thing was that this envelope gave him a very familiar feeling.

In the past, when Lyra and he were pen pals, this was the kind of envelope he used to use.

"Why do you have a letter I wrote to Lyra here?" Julien picked up the letter and looked at Jayden with an unhappy face.

Jayden jumped up and snatched the letter over. "This isn't a letter you wrote to Lyra."

He took this letter from Sydney's place.

How could it be Lyra's?

"It's not a letter I wrote to Lyra?" Julien frowned with obvious disbelief in his eyes.

Jayden put the letter away. "Yeah."

"Then tell me whose letter is this?" Julien narrowed his eyes.

Jayden averted his eyes shiftily. "In any case, it's not yours. I won't tell you who it belongs to. It's a secret."

He took this letter because he originally wanted to tell his brother that Sydney was in a relationship with someone when she was in high school.

However, Sydney helped him get the contract for the basketball team, so he decided not to say anything and help her hide it. That was why he would not tell his brother that this was Sydney's letter. Julien looked at Jayden's secretive appearance and wanted to say something.

Jayden hurriedly stuffed the letter into his pocket and pushed Julien to the door. "Alright, get out. Help me talk to Mom."

Julien pursed his lips and went downstairs.

"Phew..." Jayden closed the door and took the letter out. "That was close. I was almost exposed. I'd better return the letter to her."

Then, he took out his phone and dialed Sydney's number.

Sydney had just finished approving a stack of documents and was now lying on her desk in exhaustion.

Luke stood aside and laughed at her. "You're already at your limit? If Skylight develops in the future and regains its former glory, will you end up bedridden in exhaustion?" "Maybe," Sydney laughed and said somewhat listlessly.

Suddenly, the phone next to her head rang.

Luke stretched his neck to look at it before Sydney could. "It's your ex-husband's younger brother."

"Jayden?" Sydney immediately lifted her head.

Luke snorted. "Why's he calling you?"

"How would I know?" Sydney took the phone and hung up the call.

Luke looked at her. "You're not answering?"

"Why should I answer?" Sydney responded faintly and was about to put the phone down.

At that moment, a message suddenly popped up on the screen: [I have one of your letters.]

A letter?

Sydney frowned and called back. "What letter?"

Jayden looked triumphant. "I thought you didn't want to take my call?"

Sydney sneered when she heard the smugness in his voice. "If you don't say anything, then I'm hanging up."

"Wait wait wait wait." Julien hurriedly stopped her. "I'll tell you. I'll tell you, alright? I went to your room the last time I went over to your place and saw many letters from Buddy, so I took one." "You went through my room?" Sydney's expression darkened in anger. "Jayden Flint, is that how the Flint family raised you? How could you randomly rummage through other people's rooms?" Jayden also knew his behavior was wrong. He lowered his head and weakly replied, "I know I was wrong. That's why I'm calling you and admitting my mistake." "Hah." Sydney gave another cold laugh. Jayden rubbed the tip of her nose. "I'll return the letter to you next time."

"No need. Just throw it away. I don't need it anyway," Sydney said that and hung up the call.

Luke saw her put down the phone and asked with a gossipy face, "What did he want from you?"

"That kid stole one of Buddy's letters to me." Sydney pinched the bridge of her nose.

Luke became interested. "I remember Buddy and you haven't contacted each other for a long time, right?"

Sydney nodded with a trace of wistfulness. "It's been six or seven years."

If Jayden had not suddenly mentioned him, she would have almost forgotten about this pen pal.

"Why didn't you keep in contact? You had a pretty good relationship with Buddy, right? You exchanged two to three letters every week," Luke said in a somewhat sour tone.

Luke grew up with her as childhood friends, so their relationship was the best.

However, ever since she became pen pals with Buddy, he was often left out by her.

"Who knows?" Sydney shrugged.

She did not know why Buddy wanted to cut off the correspondence with her.

Six years ago, the last letter Buddy sent said that there was no need to write anymore, and she never heard from him again. She had even wondered for a while if she had written something to upset him and caused him to ignore her.

Luke thought it was because Sydney did not want to tell him and shrugged, not asking any further.

Then, he looked at the time. "It's time to get off work. I'll send you home."

"Okay." Sydney nodded.

Luke sent Sydney back to Shallow Bay and drove away.

Sydney walked into her bedroom with her crutches and found the letters that Buddy had written to her before.

She gently brushed her fingers over the letters with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

However, she soon suppressed the nostalgia and picked up the letters, heading toward the trash can.

She kept the letters for so many years. It was time to let them go.

Sydney's hand was already hovering over the trash can, but for some reason, a touch of reluctance welled up in her heart. She could not bring herself to let go.

After a while, she sighed and finally put the letters back in their original spot.

Forget it. Since she could not bear to throw them away, then just leave them there.

She would just not read them again at most.

Sydney rubbed her brows, turned out of the bedroom, and walked to the bathroom.