Chapter 530\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now it was Sydney\u2019s turn to fuss over Agatha.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tilting her head, Agatha studied Sydney\u2019s face with fond amusement. The longer she looked, the more content she felt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMuch better,\u201d she said with a smile. \u201cGive me another couple of days, and I\u2019ll be ready to go shopping with you. Can you believe it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll check your ankle again before you go to bed tonight.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They chatted lightly as they walked back into the villa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
During dinner, Sydney didn\u2019t forget to place food on Agatha\u2019s plate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not far away, Polly sat quietly, ready to help whenever needed. Watching them, she felt something stir inside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The once cold and lifeless house was slowly coming back to life-warm, peaceful, and full of the comfort she had nearly forgotten.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018If only things could stay this way forever,\u2019 she thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Agatha still didn\u2019t know that Julian had gone abroad. After dinner, she turned to Polly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCheck the time later and make some supper,\u201d she said. \u201cDon\u2019t let those rascals come home hungry in the middle of the night.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThose rascals\u201d was her affectionate nickname for Julian and his men, Elliot and Peter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Delta Mansion compound had two villas: the main residence and the guesthouse. Elliot and Peter usually worked in the main building during the day, returning to the guesthouse only at night. All their meals, including late-night suppers, were prepared in the main house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney dabbed her lips with a napkin and said softly, \u201cPolly, just cook for Elliot and Peter. Julian\u2019s on a business trip.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright,\u201d Polly replied with a nod.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA business trip?\u201d Agatha feigned irritation, chuckling under her breath. \u201cThat brat. He used to tell me whenever he went anywhere. Now he only tells you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney tossed her napkin in the trash and played along with mock outrage. \u201cDon\u2019t even get me started. He\u2019s already on the plane and didn\u2019t say a word to me. If Elliot hadn\u2019t called, I\u2019d still be in the dark.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Agatha\u2019s expression turned stern. \u201cJust wait till he lands. I\u2019m calling him myself to give him a piece of my mind!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat rascal. After all the trouble he went through to bring his future wife home, now he has\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
the nerve to leave her and fly off for work?\u2019 she grumbled inwardly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney hadn\u2019t planned to stay up until he landed, but when she lay in bed that night, no matter how she turned, sleep wouldn\u2019t come.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as she was about to drift off, her phone buzzed on the nightstand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She snatched it up and answered without checking the caller ID. \u201cHello?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her voice was soft and drowsy, still heavy with sleepiness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
On the other end came a brief silence, then a low, familiar chuckle. It was just one quiet laugh, but Sydney knew that sound at once-Julian.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018At least he has a conscience, calling me the moment he got off the plane,\u2019 she thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBeen waiting for my call?\u201d His voice was smooth and deep, like dark wine over velvet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah.\u201d She nodded, curling deeper into the blanket. Her hand slipped to the empty side of the bed his side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not here, and I can\u2019t sleep,\u201d she whispered, half-teasing, half-pouting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Bad habits,\u2019 she thought. \u2018They form too easily. Just two nights apart, and I already can\u2019t sleep without him.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
Through the phone, she heard the rush of wind and his voice, steady and low against it. \u201cGood girl. I\u2019ll be back in a couple of days. Sleep well, hmm? The baby in your womb needs. you rest, too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t even know the baby was his, yet he cared so much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney\u2019s heart softened with quiet gratitude. How lucky she was to have met a man like him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t nod this time. Instead, she whispered, \u2018Jules, come back soon, okay? I have a secret to tell you-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJules, the elevator\u2019s here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A sudden, clear female voice drifted through the speaker-soft, bright, unmistakably feminine, faint beneath the sound of the wind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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