My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

"You're right. I'll contact you later then, but let me send you back to Shallow Bay first. You can't drive with your foot like that anyway." Luke took out his car keys. Sydney did not refuse and simply hummed in agreement.

In the car, she logged into her Twitter and posted a tweet: [Tomorrow, at 10 a.m., I will hold a press conference at my company to explain the feud between me, President Flint of Flint Corporation, and Ms. Madden of Trison Corporation. Please watch it."

The incident blew up online. Many netizens were already paying attention to Sydney's Twitter, so now that they saw her post, they immediately started to comment.

[Oh, is she trying to clear her name?]

[She must be. Rich people always use press conferences to clear their names.]

[Wicked people are always up to no good. It's a fact that you keep pestering President Flint. Heh.]

Sydney's beautiful eyebrows furrowed when she saw the malicious comments, but she did not reply and exited the app instead. Out of sight, out of mind.

The matter would be resolved by tomorrow anyway, so she could not be bothered to block them.

Soon, they arrived at Shallow Bay.

Luke stopped the car and turned to look at the woman in the backseat. "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Okay. Be careful on the road." Sydney opened the car door and went down.

Luke blew her a kiss before he drove off.

Sydney watched his car drive out of sight before she limped into the building with her crutches.

As soon as she exited the elevator, she saw Jayden standing at her door.

Jayden's eyes lit up slightly when he saw her. "Sis, you're back."

"Why are you here again?" Sydney frowned. "Did you fight with your mom again? Stop coming to my place every time you run away from home!" "That's not it." Jayden shook his head. "I came here to find you."

"What for?" Sydney walked over.

Jayden looked at her and then lowered his head guiltily. "I know about what happened online. I'm sorry. It's my fault. If I hadn't given you the ticket, you wouldn't be bashed online now." He only wanted to invite her to his game, not expecting something like that to happen.

That was why he felt extremely sorry for her.

Sydney looked at Jayden in shock. "Are you apologizing to me?"

"What's wrong with apologizing?" Jayden scratched his head in confusion.

Sydney's lips curled into a smirk. "I'm sure I don't have to remind you how you treated me in the six years I stayed with the Flint family. You've never apologized to me before." Jayden's face turned red from her words, and he looked embarrassed and ashamed. "That's different!"

"What's different?" Sydney retorted.

Jayden squeezed the basketball in his hands. "It's just different."

"Fine. Since we have nothing more to say to each other, you can leave now. Don't ever come back again." Sydney waved her hand and chased him away.

Instead of moving, Jayden looked at her seriously." Sis, I'll help you solve this matter."

"You'll help me solve it?" As if she had heard a joke, Sydney snickered. "How are you going to help me? You're just a high school student who hasn't even graduated."

"Enough." Sydney rubbed her temples and interrupted him impatiently. "You can help me by staying away from me. Haven't you noticed that the Flint family is always the cause every time I'm in trouble?" Jayden pouted in disapproval. "That's not true."

"No?" A cold glint flashed in Sydney's eyes. "Jayden Flint, ask yourself this. How did your family treat me from the day I married into the Flint family?

Emotional abuse, verbal attacks, deliberately picking faults, slandering me, and framing me, were all these fake?"

Jayden's face could not help but turn pale when she pointed out their heinous acts. His lips moved, but he could not answer her.

He could not deny it because they were all facts.

He was even the culprit.

Although Sydney could see that Jayden knew he was in the wrong, she did not let him off the hook. She took a deep breath and continued, "I don't intend to settle those scores with your family because I've divorced Julien and the past is in the past. I brought it upon myself by insisting on marrying into your family, so I never thought of getting revenge on the Flint family after the divorce. All I want is to grow and develop Skylight, but your family just won't let me go."

Sydney clenched her fists. "Your mother often comes to pick a fight with me, your future sister-in-law tries to play tricks on me time and time again, and you keep coming to bother me when you have nothing better to do. Your brother is the same. I must have owed your family a great debt in my past life to have met all of you in this life!"

"I'm sorry..." Jayden's face flushed at her words, and he apologized in a voice as small as a mosquito's buzz.

At that moment, he finally realized that they had really brought her so much trouble.

Sydney closed her eyes, suppressing the anger in her, and calmed her expression. "Leave and never come back. If there's a next time, I'll tell the security guards to kick you out."

After saying that, she opened the door and went in.

Unlike last time, she did not stay behind to watch him and inform Julien to pick him up. Instead, she went straight to her room, lay on the bed, and looked up at the ceiling with her eyes wide open. She felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Just then, the phone in her pocket vibrated.

Sydney propped herself up and sat up. She took her phone out and saw a text message from an unfamiliar number: [Open your email.]

What?

Sydney pursed her lips in confusion and replied: [Who are you?]

The other party quickly sent another message. [A person protecting you from the shadows.]

A person protecting her from the shadows?

Sydney laughed at the words, finding them pretentious.

Sydney replied: [Sorry. I don't know you.]

The other party responded: [I know. We'll meet each other in the future. But now, go look at your inbox. There's a surprise for you.] A surprise?

Sydney bit her lip. After hesitating for two seconds, she got up and went over to her computer to open her email.

There was a new email at the top of her inbox. She opened it to find two documents.

One was evidence of Kate Morgan's Twitter feed.

The other was a long list with at least a couple hundred names on it.

After each of these names was a strange Twitter handle in brackets.

Sydney narrowed her eyes when she realized what was going on. Then, she called the unknown number.

She thought that the other party would not answer, but unexpectedly, the person picked up and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Hello."

Sydney did not recognize the voice, so she asked directly, "Is this name list the surprise you were talking about?"

"Yes. These are the people who cursed you the most on the Internet. According to the law, as long as the comments of the person cursing you exceed five hundred shares, it can constitute a crime," the man responded.

Instead of feeling happy, Sydney became wary. "I know that. What I don't understand is why you're helping me. What exactly is your purpose?"

The man gave a low chuckle. "I told you. I'm someone who protects you from the shadows. I don't have a purpose. I just want you to be well."

"Do you think I'll believe you?" Sydney said in a cold voice while scrolling through the list.

The man had concealed his identity and refused to reveal himself.

How would she dare to believe him?

The man sighed helplessly. "I know you won't believe me, but that's fine. You'll find out one day."

Sydney snorted and was just about to hang up when she suddenly saw a fox's avatar at the bottom of the list.

Having reminded her of something, she gripped the mouse tightly. "Are you the fox man who kidnapped Lyra Madden?"