My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 194

"Davey, can you be a good boy and walk by yourself?" Sydney bent down and asked Davey before Julien could speak.

She knew Julien. He was a neat freak, so he did not like children that much.

It would be impossible for him to carry Davey.

Davey blinked and put his little arms down. "Okay, I'll walk by myself."

"You're such a good boy, Davey. Go on then." Sydney rubbed the child's hair with a smile. Then, she looked at Julien. "President Flint, I'll leave Davey to you."

Julien hummed and took the initiative to hold Davey's hand before walking toward the washroom.

In the washroom, Davey was too short to reach the urinal.

As such, Julien had no choice but to lift the child up by his armpits. With a dark expression, he said, "Take off your pants yourself. Hurry up."

Davey pursed his little lips and lowered his head to unzip his pants.

Julien's forehead throbbed when he heard the splashing sound.

He never thought that he would have to help someone go to the toilet one day.

Moreover, he even asked for this job himself.

"I'm done, mister." Davey turned to look at Julien behind him.

Julien snapped back to his senses and put the child back on the ground. "Put your pants back on."

It was good enough that he brought the brat in and carried him to the urinal.

He would not do something like help the child wear his pants.

Without making a fuss, Davey obediently pulled up his pants, slowly putting them on.

After wearing them, he looked at the sink. "Mister, I want to wash my hands."

Julien facepalmed himself.

Why was the kid so troublesome?

His child would surely not be nearly as troublesome.

At that thought, Julien suddenly froze.

His child...

His child was in Sydney's belly.

However, she did not intend to keep it.

"Mister, I want to wash my hands!" Davey stomped his feet when he saw Julien space out again.

What was wrong with that uncle? Was he blind and

deaf?

Julien saw the disdain in Davey's gaze and narrowed his eyes.

That brat was not cute at all!

With a dark expression, Julien carried Davey to the sink and got him to wash his hands by himself.

After washing his hands, Julien took him back to the restaurant.

Sydney had been waiting for them.

When she saw them come back, she put down the cup in her hand and stood up. "Thank you, President Flint."

"It's nothing," Julien said calmly, giving Davey a side glance.

Sydney carried Davey back to their table. When she turned around and saw Julien still standing there, she was a little confused. "President Flint, you came here to eat, right? Now that Davey has used the washroom, we won't take up any more of your time. You can go back to eating."

Julien's thin lips pursed to hear her chasing him away.

He could not believe that she would throw him away after using him.

As he was in a bad mood, a middle-aged man wearing the restaurant's uniform came up with a microphone in his hand.

"Mister and Missus." The middle-aged man stopped in front of Sydney and Julien and greeted them with a smile.

Mister and Missus?

Both of them froze.

Julien was the first to come back to his senses.

However, he did not resent the title and was instead a little happy. In fact, there was a small smile on the corner of his lips.

Sydney corrected the man with a slight frown, not noticing Julien’s reaction. "Sorry, but we're not..."

"What can I do for you?" Julien suddenly cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

Sydney looked at Julien in shock, wondering whether he did it intentionally or not.

The middle-aged man did not notice the abnormality between the two, and he replied politely, "Well, I'm the manager of this restaurant, and we're having a parentchild activity. Five families were invited to play games, but the fifth family suddenly had to leave early for some business. I hope you could take the place of the fifth family to participate in this activity."

So that was it.