Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 459

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**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 459**

**Chapter 459**

Caleb, in that moment, felt an undeniable conviction wash over him.

Sydney was expecting a child from Julian, a truth that seemed to resonate deeply within the fabric of their shared history. Julian had been a constant presence in her life, a steadfast companion since childhood. It was only natural that she would place her trust in him above all others.

Caleb had witnessed the extent of Sydney’s reliance on Julian in their younger days. At that time, he had dismissed it as the innocent dependence of a younger sister, but with the benefit of hindsight, he understood the complexity of their bond. It was far more intricate than mere sibling affection.

But then, a nagging question arose in his mind: why had she chosen to marry him, of all people?

He took a deep breath, attempting to quell the storm brewing in his heart. With a measured voice, he replied, “Is that so? Well, she considers you a brother. It’s only fitting that you look out for her.”

As if everything were perfectly normal, he extended his hand, offering her the insulated breakfast container he had been holding. “Nancy made this. It’s for her and the baby.”

His tone carried the unshakeable authority of a biological father, a role he had never fully embraced but now found himself slipping into.

Caleb was acutely aware that Sydney had not yet confided all her secrets to Julian. Even if she had, he doubted it would alter the dynamics much. Julian, for all his ruthless tendencies, would never dare to oppose his grandmother for Sydney’s sake.

As Sydney emerged from the bedroom, the apartment enveloped her in a serene silence.

The early autumn sunlight poured through the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm, golden glow throughout the space. She could hear faint sounds from the kitchen, and her curiosity drew her toward them.

Pausing at the threshold, she took in the sight before her. Julian stood at the stove, clad in a tailored black shirt with the sleeves rolled neatly to his forearms, and matching trousers that hung flawlessly. An apron was tied around his slim waist, a curious juxtaposition to his otherwise polished appearance.

He was turned away from her, his movements somewhat awkward yet intent, as if he were lost in his own world.

As she approached, the sound of her footsteps caught his attention, and he glanced back at her momentarily. His expression, however, was far from welcoming.

“So, the princess is finally awake? Go sit down,” he remarked coolly, his tone devoid of warmth.

Sydney blinked, taken aback by his tone. What had she done to warrant such a response? She turned her gaze toward the front door, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her mind. “Was someone here just now? I thought I heard the doorbell ring.”