My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

"All right. Wait just a moment," Sofia took the dress handed over by Sydney and left with her assistant.

Julien and Sydney sat on the sofa and waited.

After waiting for about ten seconds, Julien looked at Sydney and asked gently, "What would you like to eat later?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. How about you?" Sydney shook her head and asked back.

Julien said with a smile, "I can eat whatever you like."

"Oh," Sydney touched her chin and then thought about what she was going to eat.

After she thought for two minutes, her eyes lit up. She said excitedly, "How about we eat South Lake cuisine?"

"South Lake cuisine?" Julien raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm," Sydney nodded.

Julien looked at her, "South Lake cuisine is notoriously sour. Are you sure you can eat?"

South Lake was good for growing all kinds of sour-tasting crops such as lemons, so most of South Lake cuisine was sour.

Many people who traveled to South Lake were not used to South Lake cuisine at all.

Therefore, South Lake cuisine was known as one of the top ten unpalatable cuisines in the country and even ranked among the first few, which showed how unpopular South Lake cuisine was to outsiders. "I can eat it," Knowing what Julien was worried about, Sydney nodded with a smile, "Don't worry. I like South Lake cuisine, but there are few South Lake cuisine restaurants in Port City, so I rarely eat it." "You like South Lake cuisine?" Julien narrowed his eyes, "Why didn't I know you like it? You didn't say it before."

"I've always loved it," Sydney replied with a smile, "It's just that my father doesn't like it, so the cooks of the Raines family seldom make it. This kind of thing is not very important, so I didn't write it in the letter. I haven't eaten South Lake cuisine in the past few years, so it's normal that you don't know this."

Julien nodded slightly, "Well, since you want to eat, then let's go to eat."

"Really?" Sydney looked hesitant.

Julien chuckled, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat it? Now we are going to eat, but you showed a hesitant face."

He reached out and pinched her nose gently.

"I'm not hesitant," Sydney removed his hand, "I'm worried about you, just like you were worried about whether I could eat South Lake cuisine. I'm also worried about whether you can eat it. If you can't, you will be hungry and just watch me eat."

She couldn't do such an immoral thing.

Hearing her words, Julien felt warm, "Don't worry. I can get used to it as long as it's not too spicy or too sweet. Besides, although South Lake cuisine is notoriously sour, it's not all sour. I can order some dishes that are not sour, so don't think about that."

He took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

Sydney hugged his arm, "All right, then we'll eat South Lake cuisine. I know which dishes are not sour, and they taste very good. How about I order for you?"

"Okay, my dinner is up to you," Julien raised his chin slightly.

Sydney smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, "You won't be starving."

"I believe you," Julien looked at her sideways with a doting gaze, but he felt a little complicated.

He never expected that she was fond of South Lake cuisine.

Mrs. Madden was a native in South Lake before she married Stephen. Although now Mrs. Madden's family was no longer rich and had moved away from South Lake to go abroad, Mrs. Madden still went back to South Lake every once in a while.

Julien knew Mrs. Madden seemed to like South Lake cuisine very much.

Sydney, who grew up in Port City, liked to eat South Lake cuisine. Obviously, she inherited this habit from Mrs. Madden.

Although she didn't look like Brandon or his wife, and she only looked like Brandon's mother who had been dead for a long time, many hobbies she had shown were very much like those of the Maddens. Julien couldn't help thinking, 'If the Maddens notice their same habits, they may doubt her identity again.'

"What are you thinking about?" Sydney stood in front of Julien and waved her hand.

Julien grabbed her hand, looked at her for a moment, and then came back from his thoughts, "Nothing."

Then he found that she had let go of his arm and was carrying a beautifully wrapped gift box. Sofia was standing next to Sydney.

"Nothing?" Sydney frowned slightly, "Do you think I believe it? I just called you several times, but you didn't respond. You didn't even notice that Sofia had come back. What were you thinking?"

"It's really nothing," Julien stood up, took the gift box in her hand, and smiled. "I was just thinking about the company."

"Is it important?" Sydney hurriedly asked, "If it's important, you..."

"It's not important," Julien interrupted her, "If it's important, I can't be so calm."

"Right," Sydney nodded.

Although his mind had wandered, he looked really calm and did not look like that something big had happened.

Therefore, Sydney thought what he said should be true.

"All right, we've got the dress. Let's go!" Julien took her hand.

"Hmm," Sydney replied. Then she smiled at Sofia and said goodbye.

Sofia accompanied them to the door, set a time to send Julien's suit, and watched them getting in the car.

In the car, Sydney turned around and looked at the gift box in the back seat. Suddenly, she bit her lower lip. Julien saw this and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sydney withdrew her gaze and said with some uncertainty, "It suddenly occurred to me that I had changed my dress. Can I still have an excuse to talk to Mrs. Browning? After all, Mrs. Browning likes that brand very much."

Julien smiled tenderly, "If you're worried about this, you don't have to. I have investigated Mrs. Browning. Mrs. Browning prefers clothes designed by Sofia to the clothes of that brand. Sofia is very famous, so there are countless people wanting her to design clothes. Mrs. Browning doesn't have a chance to have one at all, so she can only wear the clothes of that brand. If Mrs. Browning has to choose between a dress designed by Sofia and a dress of that brand, Mrs. Browning will definitely choose the dress designed by Sofia."

Sydney's eyes lit up, "So this dress will attract Mrs. Browning's attention more than the one destroyed by Greta?"

"Of course it will," Julien turned the steering wheel handsomely with one hand, "Sofia has a habit of embroidering a camellia on her own clothes, which is the emblem of Sofia's family. In order to let Mrs. Browning find that it's designed by Sofia at a glance, I specially told Sofia to make the camellias bigger without destroying the overall beauty of the dress. She did it."

Sydney opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "No wonder I think the flower on the shoulder position is a little big. It was deliberately designed by Miss Sofia to make Mrs. Browning pay attention to it."