My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 21 Sell This Ring For Me Too

"Darling, stop looking at him. Can't you look at me instead?” Luke tried to pull Sydney's gaze back from the window. "I'm way more handsome than Cayden, okay? Unless you prefer virgins like him?"

Sydney was both angry and amused at the fact that her thoughts were interrupted, and she rolled her eyes at him. "I've always thought you were a narcissist since we were kids, but I didn’t think you'd become crazier when you grow up."

"I'm just aware of my own handsomeness!" Luke chuckled. "I'm serious. Just marry me, Darling. The Azure Heart is nothing special. I'll find a one-of-a-kind diamond ring and propose to you!"

Sydney and Luke grew up together. They often visited each other's houses and were as close as could be, so she knew that Luke was just trying to cheer her up because he realized that she was unhappy.

However, his words did indeed lift her mood, and she remembered what she neglected in the past.

Sydney opened her bag and pulled out a ring from one of the compartments. Even under the dim lighting of the car, the diamond still shone brightly.

That was her wedding ring with Julien.

As Sydney looked at the wedding ring on her hand, everything that happened tonight flew through her

mind.

Julien kneeling to propose to Lyra so dotingly and intimately, and the way he defended Lyra... Emotions started to well up in her calm heart.

Luke also saw the ring from the rearview mirror.

Instead of joking, he spoke seriously, which was rare." Darling, you know some people may look human, but they aren’t worthy of being a human. If you see each other in the future, you’ll have to go around."

"Yeah." Sydney calmed down again after a few dozen seconds. 2

She placed the ring on the center armrest and spoke with a calm voice, "Sell this ring for me too, and donate all the money to the poor in the mountain areas."

Then, she leaned back in her chair, looked at the scenery flashing outside the car window, and blanked out.

Eight years and her love affair finally came to an end. She was finally free.

At the hotel, the banquet continued as usual. The guests were lively as if nothing had happened.

Julien greeted company bosses and business partners one after another. Only after a long time was he able to catch a breather. There was a tired look between his brows.

He had just sat down to rest when Lyra came over.

"Julien, are you okay?" Lyra asked thoughtfully. She poured warm water for him and went around to massage his shoulders.

Her technique was good, but Julien was still could not get rid of feeling irritated.

He pressed Lyra's hand and said in a low voice, “You must be tired accompanying your father to greet the others all night. Come and sit down."

"Okay." Lyra smiled faintly and sat down by the man’s hand.

She peeled an orange and handed it to Julien, but he did not take it. Instead, he looked at her. "Lyra. Tell me again how the car accident happened."

The man's eyes were deep and sharp as if he could see into the hearts of others. Lyra’s hands trembled when she met his gaze, and she almost dropped the orange to the ground.

"I was in a coma in the hospital for too long, so I don't remember many things.” She forced herself to calm down and tried to remember. "I don't remember exactly how the car accident happened. All I can vaguely remember is that I was hit."

She added, "About Ms. Raines bringing people here tonight to make trouble... Julien, you won’t believe Luke’s words and think I planned the accident, right?" Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Seeing Julien remaining silent, Lyra grabbed his hand and said with a tone filled with panic and grievance." You have to believe me, Julien. I don't even know Ms. Raines that well. Why would I harm her? I will never play with my life."

As Lyra's eyes reddened, the trace of doubt in Julien's eyes disappeared, and they were left with only heartache.

He took her hand and kissed it, saying, "Since you've recovered, leave the accident in the past. The accident has traumatized you, and I don't want you to ever suffer again."

"Okay." Lyra was so relieved that she smiled.

She peeled another orange and handed it over, looking at the man's cold profile. "Julien, I know that you were married to Ms. Raines for six years and that she put in a lot of effort for the Flint family. I’m also grateful to her. I want to invite her to dinner someday and prepare a gift to thank her properly.”

"There's no need for that." Julien's eyes darkened at the thought of what happened half an hour ago. His tone was a little cold. "Sydney was the only person who could give you blood back then,

and I married her simply because she used this to blackmail me. The Azure Heart she took tonight is also worth a lot of money."

Seeing that the man was loyal to her and always stood on her side, Lyra was relieved.

She leaned over and wrapped her arms around his waist. The corners of her mouth curled in a soothing smile. "Thank you for waiting for me, Julien. Now that I've recovered, I will have plenty of time for you and aunty in the future."

The two were so close in distance to each other that Julien could smell the rose fragrance on her body. He frowned. The smell was faint, but he found it uncomfortable.

He recalled that Sydney used perfume as well. He had caught a whiff of it several times, but his nose did not find it uncomfortable.

"Watch yourself, Lyra." Mrs. Madden came over to see Lyra hugging Julien. There was a smile on her face, but her mouth chided Lyra, "There are guests around. It's not appropriate for them to see you like this."

Lyra's face flushed when she heard that, and she immediately let Julien go before returning to her seat.

On the other hand, Brandon did not mind. He said," Julien and Lyra are dating, so why does it matter? If not for that girl, Sydney...”

As he was speaking furiously, he stopped halfway, as if he had realized something. Then, he looked at Julien with a smile. "I heard you had dinner with the old president of 'SweetHeart' last week. Are you planning to buy 'SweetHeart'?”

"I just chatted with him over a meal,” Julien said. "He's a competitive man. No matter how much his company

is losing, he doesn’t want anyone to buy it.”

Brandon nodded. "I heard he’s been looking for people to invest for the past few days, but he ran into a wall."

The two men talked about business, but Brandon was the one doing most of the talking. Julien acted like a junior and listened, occasionally chiming in a few sentences.

When Julien saw the waiter carrying juice through the crowd and delivering it to another table, he suddenly remembered something and called the waiter over. "Bring me a pot of freshly squeezed mango juice.”

"Of course. Just a moment, please."

Lyra's face stiffened when she saw Julien ask the waiter for mango juice. Despite that, it was not appropriate for her to ask him the question.

Soon, the freshly squeezed mango juice was sent over.

Julien poured a cup and handed it to Lyra with a faint smile on his lips. "I remember when we used to correspond, you wrote that you loved mangoes. Once, you went to your grandmother's house and ate thirty small mangos in one sitting. You weren’t afraid of overeating either."

"They were just small mangoes, so they didn't have much flesh," Lyra said as she took the cup and held it tightly. However, she did not drink it immediately, and her face seemed to have turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Julien asked, "You like to eat mangoes but don’t like mango juice?”

Brandon did not understand what Julien was saying to Lyra. However, he knew that Lyra was severely allergic to mangoes. She could not touch mangoes at all.

He hurriedly said, "Julien, Lyra can't..."

"I do like to eat mangoes, and I like mango juice too. My mom used to squeeze mangoes into juice for me to drink at home quite often." Lyra interrupted her father and quietly glanced at him, signaling him not to say anything.

She looked at the mango juice in her hand, fiercely gritted her teeth, and swiftly finished the glass.