Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 199 An Accident Occurred

Julien clenched his fists tightly. "Why?"

Sydney gave him a weird look. "What do you mean why? This child was an accident. I don't love him, and his father doesn't intend on acknowledging him either. Why should I keep him?" Although Sydney knew that her remarks were a little heartless, it was borne out of responsibility.

To be born to a father who did not want to acknowledge him and a mother who did not love him, how pitiful would the child be?

Julien's thin lips moved. "Then, if the child's father is willing to acknowledge him... will you give birth to him?"

"What?" Sydney froze.

Julien suddenly snapped back to his senses and realized that he had aroused her suspicion by saying too much. His eyes darkened as he quickly said, "It's nothing. I was just asking." Sydney did not think much about it and flicked her hair aside. "Of course not."

Julien frowned.

Was she still not willing to give birth to the child?

Seemingly sensing what the man was thinking,

Sydney lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Why should I give birth to the child of a man I don't even know and love?"

Julien had nothing to say.

That was right. She did not know that the person that night was him.

In that case, why should she give birth to the child?

Even if she knew that it was him, she would not do it.

After all, she said she would not give birth to a child of someone she did not love, and he was someone she did not love now.

At that thought, Julien pursed his lips tightly, feeling incredibly upset.

He suddenly wanted to ask her why she no longer loved him.

She was in love with him for six years. However, in just a short two months, she suddenly did not love him anymore, letting go of him completely.

He even wondered if she had really loved him in the first place or if she was just toying with him.

Julien's urge to ask Sydney grew stronger and stronger. Just as he was about to ask, the manager's voice suddenly sounded. "Now, Moms and Dads, please tie the rope. The game is about to begin." At once, the manager's announcement rained on Julien's parade, dousing all his impulses.

He looked at the manager with sullen eyes, his expression incredibly grim.

When Sydney saw him holding the red rope without moving and staring at the manager with an angry look, she only felt confused.

'What's wrong with him now?

'He has such mood swings!'

"President Flint, hand me the rope. I'll tie it." Sydney held her hand out to Julien.

Julien looked away from the manager and at her.

Looking at the clothes she was wearing, he frowned a little and said, "No need. It's not convenient for you to bend over. I'll do it."

Then, he squatted down and began to tie the rope.

Sydney lowered her head and looked at herself following his line of sight. When she saw her V-neck shirt, her face could not help but blush.

She did not even consider that her clothes were unsuitable for her to bend over, but he surprisingly thought about that.

She did not know he had such an attentive side.

Sydney looked at the top of the man's head with mixed feelings in her eyes.

Feeling a gaze on him, the man tying the rope lifted his head, only to see Sydney staring at him in a daze.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing." Sydney averted her gaze.

Julien's eyes darkened at her unwillingness to tell him, but he did not force it and stood up. "Done. Move around a bit and test if it's too tight or too loose." Sydney hummed and moved her leg obediently.

Her calf was tied to Julien's, so when she moved, she naturally could not avoid rubbing against Julien's calf.

Julien felt a slight itch from his calf, and his Adam's apple bobbed a little as his voice turned hoarse. "Are you done?"

Sydney was so focused on getting used to the rope on her leg that she did not notice his reaction. With that, she nodded and replied, "Yeah, it's fine."

When she stopped moving, Julien breathed a sigh of relief. "When the game starts later, wrap your arm around my waist. Our first step will be with the feet that are tied together. Make your stride a little wider to keep up with me, understand?"

Sydney knew that he told her so to avoid tripping. As such, she did not refute his words for her to wrap her arm around his waist and agreed. "Yeah, got it."

Seeing that she agreed, Julien did not say anything else.

In fact, he was worried that she would refuse to hold his waist.

Fortunately, she knew that it was just for the game. Otherwise, he would have to replace another way to keep his balance and avoid walking out of sync, which would cause them to fall.

Soon, the game began.

As soon as the manager's whi sounded, Sydney and Julien lifted their tied feet together and took the first step out of the starting point.

As for the parents in Team One, they had already made a mistake from the very beginning.

First of all, the two did not put their arms around each other's waist and shoulders, and secondly, they did not discuss which foot to step on first. As a result, they extended different feet and fell before they got out of the starting point.

Seeing that scene, Sydney had to admire Julien's foresight in clarifying everything in advance. Otherwise, they might have ended up the same way as Team One.

"Be serious." Julien pinched the woman's shoulder when he saw her watching others again, signaling her to hurry up and snap back to reality.

Sydney, too, realized that she was still in a race, so she turned her head back.

The walk was unusually smooth.

Just as they were about to reach the end, Julien suddenly heard a subtle creaking sound coming from

overhead.

It was a noise that loose parts would emit.

Julien raised his brows and looked upward.

There, he saw that the curtain panel supporting the finish line tape ahead was actually shaking.

He immediately understood that the sound earlier was made when the curtain panel shook. The screws fixed on the panel must have loosened, causing the panel to shake.

'What is this restaurant doing? Don't they check all their equipment?'

With a grim look on his face, Julien stopped, and an air of fury emanated from him.

Having felt it, Sydney was just about to ask him why he was not walking when she saw his change in expression. Then, his body fell toward her, holding her as they rolled to the ground. Crash!

Just as the two rolled to the side, the huge curtain fell onto the spot they previously stood at.

For a moment, the entire restaurant was shocked by the turn of events. The manager, who hosted the game, was even more frightened. He hurriedly rushed over and asked anxiously, "Sir, Madam, are you all right?"

He prayed that they were fine.

Otherwise, he would not be able to keep his job!

Davey also ran over to Sydney's side with a pale face, crying. It was clear that he had been frightened as well. "Mom, I'm sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn't have wanted that Gundam. I'm sorry, Mom..."

He sobbed and sniffled, feeling very sorry.

'This is all my fault.

If I didn't insist on wanting that Gundam, Aunty wouldn't have gotten into an accident.'

Sydney was still in shock. However, when she heard Davey's cries, she eventually calmed down. She twisted her head and smiled at Davey. "Don't cry, Davey. Fortunately, your Unc- Dad saved us in time, so we're fine."

"Really?" Davey looked at her with red eyes.

Sydney hummed. "Really."

Seeing that she was serious, Davey finally flashed her a smile.

When the manager at the side heard that, he sighed in relief. "Thank goodness you're fine."

Sydney turned her head back to look at the man lying on top of her. "Julien, can you get up now?"

Julien did not move.

Sydney called him again. "Julien?"

This time, the man finally responded.

He raised his head, and his face was pale and sweaty as he looked at her. He could not hide the pain in his voice as he said, "Sorry. I don't think I can get up."

Sydney's eyes widened. "What's wrong? Did you get hurt?"

His entire body was lying on top of her, so she could not see whether he was injured or not.

However, looking at his appearance, it was clear that he was injured.

Julien buried his head back in the nest of her shoulder and hummed weakly. "I can't move my legs." 2