My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Julien treated Sydney so well. He considered everything for her.

She knew that he was anxious to remarry her, but she couldn't now.

Thus, when she saw his disappointed expression, she felt guilty that she couldn't remarry him to respond to him.

Seeing that she felt guilty, he smiled and stroked her hair into a mess. "You don't need to feel guilty. It's enough that you're willing to remarry me. It's only a matter of time when you will remarry me. I don't care that you delay it as long as you won't go back on it."

"I won't." She held his hand, looked up at him and said seriously, "I won't go back on it as long as you won't betray me."

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry. I won't give you any chance to go back on it. Alright, let's get in the car."

After he finished speaking, he let go of her and pulled open the car door for her again.

She nodded with a smile, bent and got in the car.

He closed the door of the passenger's seat. Then he bypassed the car, got in the car, sat in the driver's seat and made a phone call.

When she saw that he put the phone beside his ear, she immediately kept quiet in case she disturbed him.

Soon, she got to know who he was talking to on the phone. It was Zach. He was asking Zach to arrange for bodyguards.

'He said that he would arrange for bodyguards a few minutes ago, and now he arranges it immediately.

'He cares about me so much.

'I believe that he will go to meet Dallin to deal with the matter of the component if I tell it to him.

'But I won't do that. If I do so, I will habitually rely on him.

'No matter what happens, I will think of him first.

'Over time I will lose the ability to solve problems.

'What's more, I know how to solve the matter of the component.

'It's more unnecessary for me to tell him that.'

"What are you thinking about?" Julien had hung up and was about to get the car started.

When he turned to look at her, he found that she lowered her head and was lost in thought.

Hearing his voice, she came to her senses and shook her head with a smile. "Nothing special. Let's go."

She was reluctant to tell him, and he didn't force her. He nodded, got the car started and drove in the opposite direction of Shallow Bay.

As soon as they left, a black Benz was pulling out of the underground garage of Skylight Corporation. The person parked the car where Julien's car was just now.

The window of the driver's seat was rolled down, and Stephen's saturnine and old face was exposed.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other hand on the car windowsill with a lighted cigarette between his fingers. He viciously stared in the direction where Julien and Sydney had left. He drew on his cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke that covered his vicious and terrifying face.

'I didn't expect Sydney to have it out with me just because I sowed discord between Julien and her.

'They all know that I have a bad relationship with her and that one of us will be defeated by the other sooner or later.

'Also, they all guess when we will fight.

'They all know that we will have a final fight. Although we look peaceful on the surface, it's just because it isn't the time to have the fight.

'My forces have been disintegrated by Sydney, so I'm unable to defeat her at all. I can only secretly obstruct her to see if I'm able to batter her forces. At the same time, I try to cultivate my forces behind her back, and thus I won't get shellacked when I confront her.

'However, I was too impulsive today. When I heard that she and Julien were going to get married, I was so anxious that I sowed discord between them, regardless of the consequences.

'I riled Sydney thoroughly. She unilaterally had it out with me and decided to deal with me.'

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to admit that he had become pompous and forgotten that she wasn't a pushover because she hadn't dealt with him after he obstructed her so many times. Anyway, he made a big mistake today.

Before he had cultivated his forces, he offended her openly. It was stupid behavior.

But he had no way to make it up. She had decided to deal with him.

Now what he needed to do was to stop her from driving him out of Skylight Corporation. He was no match for her indeed, but he was reluctant to be driven out of Skylight Corporation. Getting Skylight Corporation was a bee in his bonnet.

He couldn't imagine the scene where he was driven out. He would be crazy.

Thus, he needed to kill Sydney. As long as she was dead, Skylight Corporation would belong to him.

The more he thought about it, the crazier he became. He was so excited that his hands trembled.

He even didn't feel the burn when the cigarette ash fell on the back of his hand.

Then he threw the cigarette end out of the window. He took out his phone, took a deep breath and made a phone call. "There is a task. The price is negotiable..."

Sydney didn't know that Stephen planned to kill her after she left.

She opened the car door, got out of the car and saw a styling studio. She felt confused and asked, "Why do you take me here?"

"After your dress was sabotaged by Greta, didn't I say that I would deal with it?" Julien pointed at the front styling studio, and his meaning was obvious.

She blinked. "So the dress is ready and you take me here to try it on?"

He nodded. "You're right. The owner of the studio is a top fashion designer in the world, but she hasn't joined any luxury brands or become their designer. Thus, her designs can't be named by any luxury brands. However, she is famous in the fashion industry. Even without the popularity of luxury brands, a continuous stream of people invites her to design dresses. Besides, her dresses are as expensive as the high-level customization dresses of luxury brands or even more expensive."

"I know it." She nodded. "Without the pressure from luxury brands, designers can follow their wills. They only make one piece of each design. Thus, the dress will be unique in the world. Naturally, its price will be high, and it will be more collectible."

If a designer joined a brand, it meant that the designer worked for the brand and could only listen to the brand for many things.

For example, the designer designed a nice dress and would like to only make one piece, the unique one in the world.

But the brand felt unsatisfied and forced the designer to make more. It not only reduced the value of the dress but also undermined the designer's confidence and inspiration.

Thus, not every designer was willing to join brands.

"You're right." Hearing her words, he looked at her with admiration.

She felt happy that he praised her just like a kid felt happy when he was praised by his parents.

'I must be crazy.'

She shook her head and let the thought go. Otherwise, the relationship between Julien and her would be metamorphic.

Seeing her disgusted expression, he asked with concern, "What's the matter?"

She avoided his gaze, waved her hands and said, "Nothing special!"

"Really?" He narrowed his eyes in disbelief.