My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Julien chuckled, "You're right. I know that you ordered the previous dress because you wanted to get acquainted with Mrs. Browning. That dress was sabotaged by Greta, and you needed to choose another one. Now that I said that I would deal with it, I wouldn't forget your original purpose. How could I just choose the most beautiful dress but forget your purpose? Thus, I invited Sofia to design the dress for you." Sydney looked at him and was deeply moved. "Thank you. You're always so considerate."

The light turned red. He stopped the car and got the chance to stroke her hair. "If I weren't that considerate, I would hinder you. As your husband, I'm not that kind of person." She blushed. "My husband? When did you become my husband? Don't talk nonsense."

He arched his eyebrows. "Did I talk nonsense? You said that you would remarry me, and we would have kids. I just take you as my wife in advance. It has nothing wrong."

She was stuck for words.

'He's right. Barring accidents, we will smoothly get married again.

'If so, he just takes me as his wife in advance. It has nothing wrong indeed.

'Alright, just let him be.'

"The light turns green. Let's go." She glanced at him coquettishly and skipped the topic.

He chuckled and got the car started again.

Along the way, she suddenly frowned and became worried.

Although he was focused on driving, he, out of the corner of his eye, paid attention to her from time to time.

When he saw that she was tense, he asked with concern, "What's the matter?"

She bit her lower lip and said with uncertainty, "I feel that I have forgotten something."

He turned to glance at her. "You have forgotten something?"

She nodded. "I feel that I have ignored something. I have had the feeling all the time especially since I left Sofia's studio, but I can't think of what I have ignored."

He looked ahead to drive and comforted her. "Now that you can't think of it, just let it go. You have had the feeling since you left Sofia's studio, so you may have ignored something related to her. We have connections with her just because of the dress. We have gotten the dress and won't have any connection with her anymore. Even if you have ignored something, it must be unimportant. You don't need to worry about it."

She thought that he was right and stopped the topic.

Soon, they arrived at the restaurant, which was the most famous restaurant of South Lake cuisine in Port City.

After he parked the car, he held her hand and walked into the restaurant.

The restaurant was large and set on two floors. The first floor was an open hall. Private rooms were on the second floor.

Of course, Julien didn't choose the hall. After he walked in, he ordered a private room as he was reluctant to eat with others in the same room.

He would like to eat with Sydney alone.

Sydney was also reluctant to eat in the hall. There were too many people in the hall. It was noisy, and its atmosphere was complicated.

Thus, she felt satisfied with Julien's arrangement.

"This way, please." A waiter made a gesture and led the way for them.

Julien held Sydney's hand and silently followed the waiter.

After they arrived at the second floor, the waiter opened the door of the best private room and invited them to go in.

After Sydney and Julien followed the waiter to walk into the private room, the door of the diagonally opposite private room was opened suddenly. Clarice walked out. She looked unwell. When she saw the backs of Julien and Sydney, she widened her eyes and stood there dumbfounded.

'Are they Mr. Flint and Ms. Raines?'

Although Clarice didn't see their faces, she was familiar with their backs and recognized them at a glance.

'The two people, who have walked into the diagonally opposite private room, must be Mr. Flint and Ms. Raines.'

Clarice clenched her fists tightly, and her face turned pale. She looked more unwell than just now.

She went to spit out the disgusting and awful South Lake cuisine on the pretext of touching up her foundation. Unexpectedly, she met Julien and Sydney.

'Do they also come here to eat South Lake cuisine?

'It's a restaurant that is famous for South Lake cuisine. Of course, they come here to eat South Lake cuisine.'

But she couldn't understand why they came here to eat South Lake cuisine. After all, its taste was so terrible.

She didn't care that Julien came here, but she cared that Sydney came here.

Before Mrs. Madden got married, she was from South Lake. Up to now, she still liked South Lake cuisine very much and often went to South Lake or here to have a meal.

Clarice came here today to accompany the Maddens to eat South Lake cuisine. It was the first time that she tasted it. To her surprise, it tasted so terrible. To disguise herself as Mrs. Madden's considerate daughter, she said that she had the same taste as Mrs. Madden and liked it very much. As expected, Mrs. Madden was happy to hear that.

In fact, she disliked South Lake cuisine. To hide the fact that she had lied, she fought down her disgust to swallow it. When she was too disgusted to swallow it, she would make up some excuse to go to the restroom to spit it out. It was the second time that she made some excuse to go to the restroom.

Unexpectedly, she met Julien and Sydney as soon as she opened the door.

'I don't know why Julien comes here to eat South Lake cuisine, but I know that Sydney comes here because Sydney is Mom's daughter and has the same taste as Mom.

'Mom and Dad are in the private room. The private room of Julien and Sydney is diagonally opposite. Mom and Dad may meet them by chance.

'If Mom and Dad meet Sydney and know that she likes South Lake cuisine, will they doubt Sydney's identity?

'After all, there are too many clues to reveal that Sydney is the Maddens' daughter, "Clarice Madden".

'Last time, when Mom and Dad bought the desserts and returned, Mom said that there was a scar on Sydney's wrist.

'When I heard the news, I was so terrified. I was afraid that Sydney would tell Mom and Dad that the scar was a red mole before.

'Luckily, Sydney disliked Mom and Dad, so she didn't tell them that. Otherwise, they would have known that I wasn't "Clarice".

'I must prevent Mom and Dad from meeting Sydney. At least, I can't let them meet each other in places where they have the same preferences. Otherwise, Mom and Dad may have some associations. 'But what can I do to prevent them from meeting each other?

'After all, I don't know when Julien and Sydney will walk out of their private room.'

When Clarice bit her teeth and panicked, Mrs. Madden asked in confusion behind her back, "Clarice, why are you standing at the door? Don't you go to the restroom?"

Hearing Mrs. Madden's voice, Clarice forced a smile, turned around and said, "I'll go right now."

After Clarice finished speaking, she closed the door and went to the restroom.

'Sydney entered the private room a short time ago. She won't go out temporarily.

'Mom and Dad have gone to the restroom respectively and returned, so they won't walk out temporarily either.

'Thus, I don't need to worry when I go to the restroom to spit.'

In the Maddens' private room, Mrs. Madden looked at the closed door, frowned and said to Brandon worriedly, "Don't you feel that Clarice has been strange recently? It seems that she is worried about something, but she was reluctant to tell me when I asked her."

Brandon took a sip of soup and nodded. "She has been strange recently indeed, but it's normal that we don't understand young people's thoughts."

"You're right, but Wendy said that Clarice often woke from nightmares at midnight. Besides, Clarice muttered that she was Clarice and wasn't a fake. What do you think about it?" Mrs. Madden put down her fork and looked at Brandon.