Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 839 Their Underestimated Love

Sydney instantly remembered a few words she had read online, which she thought were very suitable for Julien and her now.

Of course, she knew that Julien was showing such charms, not because he was trying to seduce her, but because the food was too spicy for him.

He almost never ate spicy food. Even the dishes that were slightly spicy were unacceptable for him, let alone the unbearably spicy Hunan cuisine.

So, Julien seemed to be suffering so much from the spicy food this time. Otherwise, he would not look so frailly beautiful.

After all, he was always bravely handsome, not so devastated and frailly beautiful as if he had been bullied.

Seeing Julien's suffering, Sydney hurriedly came back to her senses, not appreciating his charms anymore. She immediately poured a cup of water, stood up, went to the fridge, and put two pieces of ice into it. "Take the icy water and drink it. The pungency in your mouth will be gone soon." As soon as she put the ice into the cup, Sydney returned to the sofa and handed the cup to the man.

The man moved his hands down from his eyes, exposing a pair of red, tearful eyes. He looked at her first, then took the water cup, and threw back his head, drinking a few mouthfuls. Seeing the man's Adam's apple moving up and down while he was drinking, Sydney moved her red lips, wanting to touch it and experience the feeling.

But she knew it was not time to do that. Doing that meant she was seducing the man.

What if the man took her to bed after she seduced him?

So she could not touch it. She could not.

Sydney shook her head repeatedly, dropping the useless sexual thought right away. Then, she stopped looking at the man's Adam's apple, but began to look at his face. Seeing that the man had drunk up the water, she took the cup and pulled out two pieces of tissue to wipe away the sweat on his forehead. "You're all right, right?"

Julien nodded and hoarsely said, "I'm all right. I'm much better now."

His breathing was even much calmer.

Sydney threw away the tissue and said, "How foolish! You can't eat spicy food, so you shouldn't have touched it. Look at what you've just..."

But when she saw the man's red lips, red cheeks, red eyes, and sweaty hair after eating the spicy food, she really couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing her laughing, Julien raised his eyebrows. "What are you laughing at?"

Sydney covered her mouth. "Of course, I'm laughing at your appearance. After taking a mouthful, you became gaunt because of the pungency. Don't you think this is funny?" Julien pursed his thin lips, silent.

He had not expected him to be so weak that he broke down only after taking a mouthful.

Sydney, too, had just suffered from pungency, but she had not been so embarrassed.

He was a man, but he was weaker than a woman.

Looking at Julien's self-doubt face, Sydney laughed involuntarily and shook her head. "Well, don't think that much. People have different tastes. Some can eat spicy food, and some can't. This is normal. You happen to be those who can't bear the spicy taste, so you don't have to look down on yourself. Go to the washroom to wash your face and tidy up your hair. You've just sweated, and your hairstyle has been ruined," Sydney tidied up his collar and said.

Julien answered, "Okay. I'll go then. You keep eating."

After that, he got up and walked toward the washroom.

Sydney stared at the dishes on the table, which were all spicy. She smiled helplessly and said, "What a stupid man! You can't eat spicy food. Why not order a couple of non-spicy dishes for yourself?" He always thought about her and did everything to please her. Wasn't he afraid of making her spoiled?

Sydney turned to look at the washroom, then took out her phone, and dialed a number.

"Do you have any instructions, chairwoman?" A woman's respectful voice came from the phone.

Sydney took a sip of water and instructed, "Go to the company cafeteria for senior leaders to buy a few dishes and bring them upstairs."

She told her the dishes' names. They were all the dishes Julien liked, but were not spicy.

The cafeteria for senior leaders in Skylight Corporation was the place for the senior leaders to dine. The cooks there were not comparable to star-rated chefs, but they could serve as chefs in ordinary restaurants.

So Julien could make do with some dishes.

"Yes, chairwoman. I'll bring them upstairs soon," the assistant answered.

Sydney said okay and put down her phone.

At the moment, Julien had cleaned himself up and come out of the washroom.

Sydney turned to look. Julien had tidied up his hair and rearranged his clothes and necktie, which had brought him back to the appearance of one of very high status who seemed to look down at all mortal beings from above, from the devastated, fragile look.

Of course, the lips that were still red had to be neglected.

"All right?" Sydney asked with a smile.

Julien nodded slightly and returned to the seat that he had just occupied.

Sydney took his fork a little far away from him. "Don't eat these dishes. I've asked someone to prepare some mild ones. They'll be brought up here in a while."

"Okay." Julien nodded.

Indeed, he didn't want to eat these dishes anymore.

He didn't want to experience the broken-down state he had just gone through again.

"Don't order dishes in such a stupid way anymore in the future. You just thought I would love them, but you should also have thought about yourself! Otherwise, if something like this happens again, you won't have anything to eat," Sydney educated the man beside her while eating fish.

The man chuckled, "I'll pay attention to it in the future."

"This is the right attitude." Sydney nodded and smiled mischievously. "Well, your dishes haven't been brought up yet. Then watch me eat for a while."

"Okay." Julien raised his chin. "I will not only watch you eat but also remove fish bones for you."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of fish and began to remove the fish bones.

Seeing that Julien was in such a state, Sydney felt her heart warm.

So, during the minutes before Julien's dishes were brought up here, Julien had been serving her while Sydney was eating.

When she brought the dishes up here, the assistant happened to see Julien put a piece of boneless fish into Sydney's bowl.

Seeing that Julien's hands, which should be unstained and were only used to hold the pen, were now stained with red oil, the assistant was astonished.

They all knew Mr. Flint loved their chairwoman and doted on her.

But she never expected that Julien could love their chairwoman to the point that he went to remove fish bones for her without caring about the sticky oil stains. But she did not even show a frown. Instead, she put on a small smile on her gentle face.

This showed that Mr. Flint was removing fish bones, not because of their chairwoman's request but of his own will.

After all, in their view, no matter how much he loved their chairwoman, Mr. Flint would not condescend to do such things for her because his status was so high.

Even in an ordinary relationship, the boyfriend would not necessarily do something like this for his girlfriend, let alone Mr. Flint, the man they all looked up to.

But the reality was the impossibility they held in their minds. Mr. Flint was not only removing fish bones to serve their chairwoman, but he was also doing it willingly.

Sure enough, they had underestimated their chairwoman's charms and Mr. Flint's love for her.

The love the two showed was more than what they saw.

The assistant couldn't even help but think that since she had seen Mr. Flint remove fish bones for their chairwoman, then she would not be so surprised even if he did something shocking for their chairwoman in the future.

The assistant glanced at Sydney with envy and put down the food box. "The dishes you asked for, chairwoman."

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