My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 198

Sydney ignored Julien and continued staring at Team Three's dad, wondering how long he would hold out.

Seeing that, Julien's expression turned even darker, and the air around him turned cold.

How could Team Three's dad's looks, figure, or temperament compare to his? Why did she have to stare at Team Three's dad?

Although he also knew that she was not interested in Team Three's dad in that way, he still felt irritated.

"Get off!" Julien stopped when Davey counted to 20 and said coldly to the woman on his back.

Sydney did not know what was wrong with him, but she stepped on the ground and stood up.

Julien also stood up.

He just did 20 push-ups in a row, but his handsome face was not the least bit tired. He did not even break a sweat.

It was evident that the 20 push-ups did not have the slightest effect on him.

The dads from Teams One and Three were incredibly envious.

Julien's team was done and already resting, but they still had to continue miserably.

Sydney looked at the bitter faces of the dads from Teams One and Three and could not help but let out a laugh.

Suddenly, the water bottle in her hand was yanked away.

Sydney turned her head to look to see Julien opening his mouth to drink the water.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, Julien put down the bottle and asked, "What?"

Sydney looked at the bottle. "That's mine."

"You didn't drink from it yet," Julien said faintly while screwing the lid on.

Sydney snickered. "Even if I didn't drink from it yet, you don't have to snatch it from me. There are so many bottles over there. Can't you get one yourself?"

"I'm tired and don't want to move," Julien said as he put the bottle to the side.

The corners of Sydney's mouth twitched. She was speechless.

'Tired?

'Sorry, but I can't find any trace of tiredness on your face.

'Whatever. It's just a bottle of water.'

Sydney scoffed, turned around, and went to take a new bottle of water.

Julien looked at her defeated expression. Then, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his mood also improved again.

He had done it on purpose.

It was because she kept staring at other men.

"Uncle Julien." Davey's tender voice suddenly sounded below him.

Julien looked down to see Davey with his head lifted, looking at him with an 'I caught you' expression.

"What?" Julien asked.

Davey planted his little hands on his hips. "Are you going to rob Aunty from my Uncle Hunter?"

Rob aunty?

Julien raised his brows. "Of course not. Why do you say that?"

"Because the way you look at Aunty looks like how my dad looks at my mom," the little guy replied.

Julien pursed his lips.

What kind of answer was that? Just because he had the same gaze meant that he wanted to rob Sydney away from Hunter?

Besides, he did not know how he was looking at Sydney anyway.

"You're just a kid. Don't talk nonsense. She's my ex-wife, and we're divorced. Do you think I still need to rob her?" Julien said with his hand in his trouser pocket.

The little boy snorted. "So what if you're divorced? My aunt and uncle are divorced, but my uncle still wants to win my aunt back. Uncle Julien, you must be the same. No, I have to tell Uncle Hunter not to be friends with you." Davey frowned, looking as serious as an adult.

Julien narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when Sydney came back. Her eyes fell between Julien and Davey. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Aunty, I was telling Uncle Julien that mmph-"

Julien picked Davey up and covered his mouth before he could finish speaking.