When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by<\/p>\n
Chapter 160\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney knew that asking for help required her to adopt the posture of a supplicant. She had to offer something the other person would deem worth their while.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For Adeline, who wanted the divorce kept secret, she could comply and prolong the concealment as needed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For Caleb, whose mind was never on their hollow marriage, she could cooperate and let him continue with Penelope in peace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, Julian was different. Before coming here, she had thought long and hard. In the end, all she could offer was herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was gambling that the look he had given her on Alan\u2019s birthday night had not been imagined. Gambling that Julian, who had raised her like a sister for nine years, had now, on another whim, developed a man\u2019s interest in her. Or perhaps it was just lust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had poured everything into marrying Caleb. She dared not hope to ever become Julian\u2019s proper partner.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thus, when his expression flickered with surprise, she lowered her gaze and whispered, \u201cJulian, I can be your mistress. I\u2019ll be obedient. You just have to save Tiffany. Please.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She did not dare meet his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the silence that followed, her heart thudded painfully against her throat, her fingers trembling uncontrollably. If she had misjudged him, she could already imagine his scorn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If her gamble failed, he might laugh at her for reaching beyond her station or look down his nose and ask coldly, \u201cWhat\u00a0<\/p>\n
gave you the illusion I would ever want a lovesick fool like you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nonetheless, Tiffany was suffering because of her. A few barbs, a little humiliation\u2013those were nothing in comparison. If she miscalculated, she would accept it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s gaze dropped. It lingered on her trembling fingers and bare feet. His brows tightened, almost imperceptibly. He opened the shoe cabinet, pulled out a pair of new women\u2019s slippers, and tossed them onto the floor. \u201cCome in.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney stood frozen in confusion until his cold, cutting voice followed. \u201cGo wash your feet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had almost forgotten he was a clean freak. She had walked barefoot from her apartment. Of course he could not tolerate it. Bending down, she slipped on the slippers without letting her dirty soles touch his spotless floor and stepped inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The apartment mirrored her own. She went straight to the guest bathroom, turned on the shower, and began washing her feet obediently without waiting for the water to warm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sound of water echoed. The half\u2013closed glass door swung open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had just finished rinsing, set the showerhead back, and looked up at him uncertainly. After a moment\u2019s hesitation, she asked, \u201cCan you save Tiffany?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
She already half knew the answer but needed to hear it from him to feel secure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s long, clean fingers rested on the door handle. His voice was unreadable. \u201cTiffany is that important? Important enough for you to sell yourself?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The last time she had felt this humiliated was before the divorce, outside that private club in another city, when she overheard that Caleb\u2019s heart belonged to his sister\u2013in\u2013law.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Or maybe this time was worse. But aside from Julian, there was no one else to turn to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her toes curled, her gaze wandering without anchor. \u201cYes. She\u2019s that important.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tiffany had stayed by her side for eight years, through heartbreak and emotional turmoil. Tiffany had nothing, just like her, but she had never abandoned Sydney or once given up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If not for Tiffany\u2019s determination to save money quickly and escape Jouleston with Sydney, she would never have rushed into a dangerous case and given Victor his opening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if I refuse?\u201d Julian\u2019s dark eyes drilled into her, as if he wanted to strip her bare, see not only her body but her soul. \u201cWho will you throw yourself at next?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aurelia Novel 160<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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