Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 828 Warm Dinner

Julien buttoned his coat as he replied, "OK. Let's go home."

Sydney walked forward.

However, she had just woken up and was hungry. She was too weak.

In the next second, she was unsteady on her feet and fell forward.

Seeing that, Julien became anxious and didn't have the time to button the last two buttons. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

She leaned against his chest. Her face was filled with panic.

Obviously, she was shocked just now.

He hugged her slightly. He held her waist with one hand and gently patted her back with the other hand. He asked worriedly, "Are you all right?" She said, "I'm fine."

He grabbed her shoulders with two hands, pushed her away slightly and asked, "What happened?"

She exhaled slightly, calmed down and said, "I was hungry, so I was unsteady on my feet. Then you saw what happened next."

'So that's it.'

He looked down at her feet. "Have you sprained your ankles?"

She wore heels and thus tended to sprain her ankles in such a situation.

Although he didn't hear the sound that she sprained her ankles, he was still worried. 'What if I didn't hear it?'

"No, I haven't." Seeing his worried and concerned gaze, she shook her head and replied with a smile, "My legs are fine."

She specially moved her ankles in case he was still worried about her.

After she moved both of her ankles, she stopped and stood there.

Confirming that she was fine, he was finally relieved. He nodded slightly. "That's good. You're hungry. Let's go home immediately." "OK." She nodded.

He held her waist and took her to the elevator.

She wanted him to let go, so she could walk more freely.

After all, it was inconvenient for them to walk when he held her waist.

However, he thought that she was too weak and unsteady on her feet. He insisted on holding her waist.

She could do nothing and gave up on persuading him.

Soon, they arrived at the apartment.

She put down her purse, took down the apron in the living room and was about to cook in the kitchen.

However, he pulled her arm. "You're hungry and weak. Leave it to me."

Seeing his serious expression, she handed the apron to him. "OK."

"Wait a while. The dinner will be ready soon." He took the apron from her hands, stroked her hair and walked into the kitchen.

She raised her hand to touch her messy hair and pulled a wry face. Then she turned around and walked towards the couch. She watched the TV as she waited for dinner.

After more than ten minutes, Sydney's phone rang before Julien finished cooking dinner.

She paused the TV, put down the remote control, picked up her phone, looked at the caller ID and answered the phone. "Hi."

A woman said politely on the phone, "Hi, Ms. Raines. I'm an employee from the dress shop."

Sydney said, "I see. Why are you calling me? It's late at night."

"The dress, which you ordered in our shop, arrived at our shop yesterday from Midlind by air. When will you be available to come here to try it on? Then we can confirm if it needs to be modified."

"So that's it." Hearing the woman's words, Sydney had a moment of enlightenment and patted her forehead. She recalled it and smiled in embarrassment. "I almost forget that I ordered the dress. I will be available tomorrow afternoon. I will go to try it on at that time."

When she received the invitation from the shopping mall last time, she asked Sean to order the dress for her.

Several days passed by. Sydney forgot it totally.

The woman replied with a smile on the phone, "OK. Ms. Raines, we will wait for you in the shop tomorrow afternoon." Sydney said, "OK."

After she finished the phone call, she put down her phone.

Suddenly, she smelled a rich aroma of onions from behind.

She turned around and saw Julien walking out of the kitchen with a tray in his hands. Two big bowls were on the tray.

She sat on the couch, so she couldn't see what was in the bowls.

After he bent to put the tray on the coffee table in front of her, she saw spaghetti in the bowls.

The spaghetti was golden, and the sauce was red because it was made of tomatoes. Besides, the spaghetti was intersected with green basil.

Sliced onion was also on the spaghetti.

The aroma of onions, which she had smelled, was from the sliced onion.

She looked at the two bowls of spaghetti and smiled happily. "You made tomato spaghetti!"

He handed a fork to her. "You're hungry. Making other food is time-consuming. Spaghetti is quick. Thus, when I saw the tomatoes in the fridge, I chose to make tomato spaghetti. The dinner is simple. Hope you will like it."

She shook her head. "It's not simple at all. You made it personally, so it was filled with your affection. Also, I like tomato spaghetti very much."

She said as she stirred the spaghetti. Then she forked some, blew it and put it into her mouth before it became cold.

For an instant, her eyes lit up. Then she gave him a thumbs-up sign. "It tastes good. You have made progress on your cooking skills again." He smiled. "Of course, I'm making progress at any time."

Besides, he only cooked for her. To let her eat happily, he wouldn't allow himself to make no progress on cooking.

She smiled. "You're not modest at all."

He looked at her and said seriously, "What I said is true."

She nodded. "Alright, what you said is true. Eat the spaghetti. It's late. You must also be hungry. You made the spaghetti. Taste it."

Thinking that her eyes lit up when she mentioned his cooking skills, he nodded and chuckled. "OK."

Then they started to eat spaghetti quietly. Neither of them said anything.

In the large living room, there was only the sound of chewing.

The dining table was not far away, but they preferred to sit on the couch and eat spaghetti on such a low coffee table. The scene looked funny.

Thus, when they ate spaghetti, they all bent, and their heads were close to each other.

When their moves were large, their heads even hit each other. It didn't hurt, but the sound was loud.

Every time they hit heads, they would look at each other, smile and lower their heads to continue to eat spaghetti. They repeated it again and again... After several times, they ate up the spaghetti finally.

She put down the fork, lay back against the couch, touched her belly, narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled with satisfaction.

She was so satisfied with this bowl of spaghetti.

It tasted good. What was more, he accompanied her to eat it. Thus, she had a better appetite.

She was stuffed. She lay back against the couch and didn't want to move at all.

Let alone Sydney, even Julien was stuffed.