Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 806 Was There Really Nothing?

Sydney thought, 'Is she begging me? Is Mrs. Madden begging me now?'

In that instant, Sydney was overwhelmed with complicated emotions as she asked herself whether she was happy about it.

However, it seemed not. While she reckoned she should feel unhappy to see her enemy begging her, she somehow didn't feel happy at all. She had mixed feelings. Not to mention Sydney, Brandon was even surprised at this moment.

He glared at Mrs. Madden agitatedly. "What are you doing?! Why are you begging her?" He thought, 'Isn't she embarrassing me in front of Sydney?'

Meanwhile, Mrs. Madden obviously knew that her action of begging Sydney had reflected badly on the Madden family by making it seem submissive to the Raines family.

However, she couldn't be bothered by that as she was too desperate and curious to know the story behind Sydney's scar.

"Look, Brandon. There is a scar on her wrist." Mrs. Madden quickly pulled Sydney's wrist in front of Brandon as she spoke to him in an agitated manner.

"What scar?" Brandon frowned. He felt a surge of anger coursing through him.

But in the end, he still lowered his head to look at Sydney's wrist.

The moment he saw the scar, he froze.

How could the scar on her skin be in the same place as Clarice's red mole?

Brandon finally realized why his wife was so agitated. She must be thinking that Sydney was Clarice, just as they did after Sydney's press conference. However, how could it be?

Therefore, he tried to remind Mrs. Madden of the reality by telling her that it was Sydney they were talking to, not Clarice. They had found Clarice a long time ago, and Clarice was staying at home right now. He thought, 'Do not get influenced by the press conference that day. Wake up!'

However, Mrs. Madden stared at Sydney tearfully as complicated emotions filled her eyes. "W-What's the story behind your scar?"

In response to Mrs. Madden's unusual agitation, Sydney frowned and asked, "Why are you asking me about my scar?" It was Mrs. Madden's daughter, Clarice, who cut her wrist.

Sydney thought, "How else do you think I got this scar otherwise?"

"Please just answer me first. How did you get the scar?" Mrs. Madden seized Sydney's wrist and wrapped her fingers tightly around it as she sounded more and more desperate. "Was there anything else here before you got the scar? Please answer me!"

She desperately asked Sydney for an answer, wanting to know the truth behind her scar.

Meanwhile, Sydney only pursed her lips in silence as she looked at Mrs. Madden, who looked extremely anxious and impatient.

Actually, it was nothing to tell Mrs. Madden that she had a red mole in the same spot before she got the scar.

However, there was somehow a voice in her head that told her not to tell Mrs. Madden anything about her wrist because it would invite chaos in the future.

As a believer in her own intuition, Sydney decided to follow her hunch, not to mention her personal vendetta with Mrs. Madden.

Although Sydney had no idea why Mrs. Madden was so concerned about her scar, she believed that Mrs. Madden must have an ulterior motive.

Thus, Sydney didn't think she should tell Mrs. Madden anything, fearing it could be a trap that was meant for her to fall into.

At the thought of that, she looked down and hid her expression. She replied with a cold face. "Nope. There used to be nothing on my wrist at all. Nothing! I got the scar from a burn not long ago." After saying that, Sydney retracted her arm from Mrs. Madden.

Then Mrs. Madden suddenly stumbled and was about to fall.

Seeing that, Sydney felt her heart tighten and quickly stretched out her hand to reach for Mrs. Madden because she somehow didn't want her to fall.

However, before she could do so, Brandon was already one step ahead of her as he wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulders and saved her from the fall.

Meanwhile, Sydney heaved a sigh of relief and quietly took her arm back, trying to make it seem like she hadn't done anything at all.

However, Sydney felt extremely agitated and regretful.

She actually would be worried for Mrs. Madden who nearly fell.

She must be out of my mind!

In fact, ever since she met Mrs. Madden in the hospital the last time, her impression of her had somehow improved even though she couldn't explain why.

Therefore, she was panicky about the unusual feelings that were overwhelming her.

"Are you alright?" Brandon looked at Mrs. Madden with a panicked look on his face.

"I'm fine." Mrs. Madden nodded her head, feeling a little upset.

After looking at Mrs. Madden for a while, Brandon looked at Sydney with a grim face as he spoke unpleasantly. "No wonder Harry is your father. You're as uncivilized as your father. How could you just push someone away like that?"

Upon hearing that, Sydney lost her temper and stared back at Brandon without flinching. "That's ridiculous, Mr. Madden. Did you just say I pushed her away? When did I do that? Wasn't she the one who grabbed my wrist first? She nearly fell because she lost her footing when I tried to retract my arm from her, so how does that make me the one who pushed her away? Since you said so, I could also say that it was Mrs. Madden who tried to grab me by the wrist in the first place. In that case, she could frame me by saying it was me who pushed her on the ground. How does that sound?"

Upon hearing Sydney's sarcastic reply, Brandon looked even uglier.

Seeing the two of them were about to engage in a heated argument, Mrs. Madden immediately became agitated. Then she pulled Brandon's arm and tried to persuade him. "Alright, Brandon. Just forget it! We're in public, so let's not embarrass ourselves here."

Deep down, Mrs. Madden couldn't stand watching the two of them argue because it would upset her.

Although she had never experienced something like this in the past, it felt confusing yet new to her.

While Lyra and Clarice had both argued with Brandon before, she never felt such a strong urge to stop them and Brandon from quarreling with each other.

However, when she saw Brandon quarreling with Sydney, she even wished that Sydney and Brandon would get along well with each other.

This was so weird.

Mrs. Madden pinched her palms and set her eyes on Sydney's wrist. "Sydney, was there really nothing on your wrist? Like a..."

"No! Nothing." Sydney pursed her lips and cut her short rudely. "I've already said no. And that's it. You won't get the answer that you wanted no matter how many times you try to ask me." Mrs. Madden's eyes darkened. She was so disappointed that her face turned pale.

She then blinked and responded with a hoarse voice. "Really..."

Upon seeing Mrs. Madden's face, Sydney began to feel guilty and panicked on the inside.

The next second, Sydney's face turned as pale as a white sheet when she noticed that.

Sydney thought, 'Damn it! What's wrong with me? My heart is pounding, and I'm feeling both panicky and guilty. Why would I feel guilty toward Mrs. Madden?'

She clenched her fists, and her breathing intensified, because she could not take it.

Soon, Sydney quickly realized how much Mrs. Madden was affecting her, and she recalled the last time when Mrs. Madden had shown her concern in the elevator. It was then that she started to care more about Mrs. Madden's feelings, making her think she was not in the right mind.

Thus, Sydney closed her eyes and tried to force herself to calm down.

Sydney thought, 'I must leave! I have to get out of here now! If I stay here any longer, I'm going to get brainwashed by Mrs. Madden. She is so freaking toxic!'

At the thought of that, Sydney grabbed her cake and took a deep breath. She suppressed her anxiety while trying to make herself sound as calm as possible. "Mrs. Madden, I don't know why you're so interested in my scar. I don't care what you're up to either, but you'd better not mess up with me. Otherwise..."