Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 539

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 539**

**Chapter 539**

Caleb had always had a way of treating Sydney with a certain condescension, a dismissive air that belied her strength. Even during those early days when she was still wrapped in the naivety of youth and uncertainty, he had imposed that same attitude upon her. And now, years later, nothing had changed; he still regarded her through that same lens.

Once, in a fleeting moment of misguided affection, she had believed that Caleb was her best option, the right choice in a world filled with uncertainty. But that illusion was ephemeral, a mere flicker in the vast expanse of her life. It had vanished as quickly as it had come, leaving behind a sense of clarity that had grown stronger with time.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, Sydney interrupted him before he could continue down the familiar path of concern that she had grown weary of. “What was it you wanted to tell me?” she asked, her voice steady, yet laced with a hint of impatience.

If his intentions were merely to fuss over her health, she found it unnecessary. After all, she was a doctor, more than capable of managing her own well-being. Besides, the people at Delta Mansion were always attentive, ensuring she had everything she needed.

As she spoke, she instinctively took a half step back, her body language a careful mix of politeness and emotional distance. It was almost as if she were creating an invisible barrier between them, a subtle reminder of the chasm that had formed in their relationship.

Caleb’s throat tightened, a lump forming as he struggled to articulate his thoughts. “About what my mother said at the old estate that day… Don’t take it seriously. I won’t marry Penelope. Syd, what I want now is—”

But Sydney already anticipated the words he was about to say. She felt a protective instinct rise within her, and before he could finish, her hand instinctively brushed over her belly, a silent gesture that spoke volumes. “Cal, I’m happy now,” she interjected softly.

Everything felt right in her world. The baby growing inside her was thriving, a constant reminder of hope and new beginnings. Her relationship with Julian was a warm embrace, filled with affection and understanding. All her past worries had finally dissipated like mist under the morning sun.

She had no desire for anyone to disrupt this newfound peace, this fragile happiness that she had worked so hard to cultivate.

Caleb’s gaze fell upon her, and he was struck by the expression on her face—so soft, so calm, so radiant. Yet, in that moment, he realized with a painful clarity that none of this beauty was meant for him. It was all for Julian.

The realization sliced through him like a sharp blade, leaving an emptiness that drained the color from his face, leaving him pale and hollow. “As long as you’re happy,” he managed to utter, his voice barely above a whisper.

“About that day, my mother and I owe you an apology,” he added, trying to bridge the gap between them.

“It’s fine,” Sydney replied, her tone crisp and assured, devoid of any lingering resentment.

She truly meant it. There was no grudge left to bear; after all, she and Adeline were unlikely to cross paths again.

Seeing that Caleb had nothing more to say, Sydney gestured toward the house, her heart subtly urging her to retreat. “I should go in,” she said, her voice firm yet gentle.

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