My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 262

The more the Old Madam thought about it, the more she hated Lyra.

'Sure enough, there's not a single good thing about the Madden family!'

Julien lowered his eyes, hiding the look under his eyes. "It's my fault. I didn't notice."

He did not plan to tell his grandmother that he was hypnotized.

He was afraid that something might happen in her old age.

"Ha..." The Old Madam sighed and looked at Julien seriously. "Are you sure you want to get back with Syd now?"

"Yes." Julien narrowed his eyes and nodded. "I've loved her for more than ten years. How can I be willing to let her go? She can only be mine!"

He emphasized the words "can only be".

At the same time, it showed that he was determined to win.

The Old Madam was silent for a moment and eventually sided with Julien.

After all, he was her grandson.

She naturally wanted her grandson to be happy.

"Since you've decided, you should show all your sincerity to impress Syd and make her forgive you. Of course, you can't force her. Otherwise, I won't let you off even if you're my grandson!" The Old Madam looked at him seriously.

Julien met her gaze steadily. "I know."

"Then you have a good rest. I'll go back first." The Old Madam stood up with her walking stick.

Felicia hurriedly helped her up.

Julien watched as the two old ladies went out of the ward.

Outside the ward, the Old Madam then asked Felicia to let go of her. She took out her phone and called Sydney.

'The duties of a doting grandmother...'

Soon, the call got picked up, and Sydney's yawning voice came. "What's wrong, Grandma? Why are you calling so late?"

"Syd, did I disturb your sleep?" The Old Madam realized that it was already the middle of the night and apologized for her negligence.

Sydney turned on the light and sat up on the bed. She leaned against the head of the bed and said, "No, I just laid down. I wasn't asleep yet."

"I see." The Old Madam nodded and hesitated.

Sydney sensed that she wanted to say something and smiled. "Grandma, if you have anything to say, then say it. Why are you holding back?"

The Old Madam touched the top of her walking stick and smiled bitterly. "It's like this. Julien..."

Sydney instantly understood and lowered her eyes. ' Grandma, are you trying to say that President Flint loves me?"

"How did you know?" The Old Madam's eyes widened in surprise.

Sydney's lips pulled. "Because he already told me three hours ago."

"Then what do you think about it, Syd?" the Old Madam asked.

Sydney shook her head. "I don't think anything about it. I just find it fake. He's never loved me, not in the six years I was married to him, and not after the divorce either. However, he suddenly came to me today and said that he loves me. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't believe him either."

"That's true." The Old Madam sighed. "But Syd, Julien isn't lying to you. He's telling the truth. He really loves you."

Sydney only thought that the Old Madam was still trying to get Julien and her back together again, so she brushed her hair and said, "All right, Grandma. It's getting late. You should hurry up and go back to rest. Don't stay up late. I'm also tired now, so I'll come see you another day. Good night."

Then, she hung up the phone.

The Old Madam lowered her phone from her ear and sighed helplessly.

Felicia asked, "The Young Madam doesn't believe it?"

"Who would believe it?" The Old Madam smiled bitterly. "Syd doesn't want to talk about it either. It's the first time she's hung up on me in such a hurry."

Felicia laughed. "That's true. With how the Eldest Young Master treated her in the past, it's only normal for the Young Madam not to believe him."

"I was thinking of helping Julien out by putting in a good word for him, but it seems like that method won't work. Julien will have to impress Syd on his own," the Old Madam put away her phone and said helplessly.

Felicia supported her again. "You shouldn't worry about them. This is a matter between the Eldest Young Master and Young Madam. Let them handle it themselves."

"You're right. Young people have their own problems. If an old woman like me interferes too much, I'll just be hated by them. Let's go back." The Old Madam chuckled.

In Shallow Bay, Sydney put down her phone and frowned deeply.