Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 365 Knocked Out

Sydney looked at his tiny back, and the smile in her eyes grew deeper.

Soon, Davey came out after washing his hands and held them out in front of Sydney so that she could see that he was clean.

Sydney praised him for doing a good job, and he put down his hand happily.

After leaving Skylight, she drove him back to Shallow Bay.

When it was time to cook, she found that there was no more ketchup at home. She planned to go downstairs to buy a bottle from the neighborhood supermarket.

Unwrapping her apron, she walked out of the kitchen and said to Davey, who was watching TV on the living room sofa," Davey, I'm going down to buy some ketchup. You stay at home and open the door for me later, okay?"

"Okay, Aunty," Davey replied.

"Good boy." Sydney went to the porch.

Davey followed to see her off.

Sydney changed into her shoes, thought of something, and reminded him, "Also, don't just open the door directly if you hear the doorbell ring, okay? Check the video intercom first and see if it's someone you know."

Davey would be alone at home. She was worried that someone would come when she went down to buy the ketchup.

"Don't worry, Aunty. I know." Davey stood on the steps of the foyer and waved at Sydney.

Sydney stroked his little head, opened the door, and went out.

By the time she finished buying the ketchup, the sky was darker than when she first came out.

She carried the bag back to the apartment building. There were very few people on the road, so it was very quiet.

That was because at this time of the day, the residents of the community were mostly eating dinner at home. It was not time to go out on a walk yet.

Sydney walked for a while when she suddenly felt someone following her.

She could not help but stop and look back.

However, there was nothing behind her.

She frowned.

Was she mistaken?

She did not think much about it and turned back around to continue walking. She would arrive at the apartment building where she lived after passing this building in front of her. However, after a few steps, the feeling that she was being followed came back again.

This time, Sydney knew that she was not mistaken. There was someone following her. Although it was soft, she heard the sound of footsteps.

Her body stiffened, and her hands and legs went cold.

However, she did not dare to stop and sped up instead. Unexpectedly, the footsteps behind her also sped up.

She heard the footsteps behind her become heavier and more hurried.

Sydney did not know who the person following her was and what purpose the person had. The only thing she knew was that it was not good.

The sound of footsteps made her feel alarmed and frightened.

She could feel her scalp tingling.

Goosebumps raised across her skin, and her palms carrying the bag broke out into cold sweat. Her calves felt weak and shaking.

She did not want to remain outside anymore. All she wanted was to get into her apartment quickly so she could be safe and hide from the person behind her.

At that thought, she broke out into a sprint and ran toward her apartment building.

However, the person behind her was still chasing her. Sydney could hear that the person was getting closer and closer.

She could not outrun the person!

Realizing this, Sydney completely panicked and shouted for help, "Help, somebody! Is there anyone...?"

Before she could finish her sentence, a wooden club heavily crashed on her head.

Bam!

With the crisp sound, a sharp pain instantly exploded at the back of Sydney's head. Her eyes glazed over, and she fainted on the spot.

Looking at Sydney who fell to the ground, the person behind her seemed to be frightened and took a few steps back. Then, the person let go of the club in their hands, letting it fall to the ground with a clang. When the person heard that sound, their body went limp and they slumped to the ground, gasping for breath. The person's body was shaking slightly too.

The person wore a hat, mask, as well as sunglasses. Their hair and face were well concealed, and they wore wide and loose clothes that covered their entire body.

They also wore a pair of platform sneakers.

With this outfit, no one could tell whether the person was a man or a woman.

After a few moments, the person seemed to snap out of their fear and looked at Sydney. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."

Then, the person got up, put their arms under Sydney's armpits, and pulled her toward the apartment building in front of them.

The person dragged Sydney to the emergency staircase in the apartment before releasing her. Then, the person closed the door, took a deep breath, and pulled out a small fruit knife from the pocket of their coat.

The person squatted beside Sydney, lifted her left hand upward, pulled out the fruit knife, and slowly reached toward her wrist.

During this period, the person's hand was trembling. It was clear how nervous the person was at this moment.

Soon, the tip of the knife rested on the red mole on Sydney's wrist.

The person's eyes behind the sunglasses closed. Then, after taking a deep breath, they mustered up the courage and picked off the red mole with the tip of the knife, little by little.

This entire process lasted nearly ten minutes.

After confirming that the red mole on Sydney's wrist was gone and only a bloody patch remained, the person sighed in relief and picked up the sheathe. Without wiping the knife, the person slotted it back into the sheath and put it away. Then, they left the place in quick steps.

As soon as the person left, Sydney's phone rang.

However, she had already passed out, so she naturally could not answer it.

In the apartment, Davey listened as the call continued to ring and frowned slightly.

When the phone hung up automatically, he muttered in a low voice, "What's taking Aunty so long?"

He had been to the supermarket before. It was just three blocks away. Sydney took him there to buy milk in the morning, so he clearly remembered that it was not far from here.

Sydney should be back after so long, but she was nowhere to be seen. She did not answer her phone either. Where could she have gone?

Davey was worried and decided to go downstairs to wait.

He jumped off the sofa, turned off the TV, grabbed the access card on the coffee table, and went out the door.

Two minutes later, he arrived at the ground floor of the apartment building. He stood at the entrance and looked around to see if there was any trace of Sydney.

At this time, the number of people from the community increased. They all came downstairs to stroll around after finishing dinner.

Davey looked for a while but did not see Sydney, so he called her again.

This time, he heard a phone ring.

He immediately recognized it as Sydney's ringtone. He heard it when he was in her office during the day.

Davey's face lit up, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. When he saw that it came from the emergency staircase, he did not think much of it and ran over joyfully. However, just as he ran to the staircase, he saw Sydney who had collapsed inside. The expression on his face froze instantly as he started to cry. "Aunty..."

Outside, Luke walked into the apartment building with a large bag of freshly picked mangoes, wanting to give Sydney a surprise. He stopped in his tracks when he heard Davey's cries. What was going on?

Why was there the sound of a child crying?

Furthermore, the child was calling his Aunty as he cried. Did something happen?

Luke raised his feet and walked over, asking loudly, "Hey, kiddo. Do you need some help?"

In the emergency staircase, Davey heard those words and stopped crying. He sniffled and choked, and hurriedly said," Mister, save my Aunty!"

Something really happened!

Luke quickly walked over and reached the door of the emergency staircase in just a few seconds. He was just about to ask," What happened to your Aunty?", when he saw Sydney on the ground. His face suddenly changed, and the mangoes in his hand fell to the ground.

"Darling!"