Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!

Chapter 1172

But Sydney really didn't want to drink it.

Julien didn't say anything. He held the bowl and looked at the Old Madam. The look in his eyes was the same as Sydney's. He didn't want the soup either.

Apart from the fact that he was full, he felt the soup was disgusting.

He thought it was not soup but wasted water. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"No. You must drink it." The Old Madam showed a serious look. "This soup was made especially for you. If you don't want to drink it now, you can drink it later, but you must drink it."

Felicia nodded and added, "Yes, Ms. Raines. The soup is good for your health."

"I believe the soup is good for our health, but I wonder why you all of a sudden prepared the soup for us." Sydney asked with a wry smile.

Julien was also curious.

The Old Madam replied, "You guys stayed up too late last night. Though you are young and passionate, you should temper your desires appropriately. If you don't take care of your body, how can you live healthily till old? You guys are too young to know how to exercise restraint. I should take care of you guys, so I asked the cook to make nutritious soup for you guys. You guys will get more energy."

Immediately, Sydney blushed. She felt her body burning.

She was relieved when she thought the Old Madam and Felicia wouldn't tease her about earlier.

It was true that the Old Madam didn't tease her, but they were worried about Julien and her health.

They had prepared soup for them and urged them to drink it.

Sydney felt even more embarrassed by the soup.

Sydney held the bowl and hung her head down, her face burning. She sat there with embarrassment and shame.

Julien raised his eyebrows slightly and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He had just implied to the Old Madam with his eyes not to tease them so that Sydney would not be embarrassed.

The Old Madam didn't tease them, but she had prepared nutritious soup for them.

Julien turned his head to Sydney, who had hung her head so low, and gave a bitter smile.

'Syd, you can't blame me. I've already told Grandma not to bring it up. I didn't think Grandma would prepare soup for us.'

Julien looked down at the bowl in front of him, which smelled strangely, and then looked at the Old Madam and Felicia. He said in a low voice, "Grandma, I understand that you prepared the soup for Syd because women are not as strong as men."

At Julien's words, Sydney rolled her eyes at him.

Julien turned a blind eye to her glance. He continued, "But I'm a man. Why did you prepare soup for me? Do you think I'm weak?"

Julien really didn't like the bowl of soup in front of him.

It was humiliating to him.

He was a strong man. He didn't need nutritious soup.

The soup implied that although he looked strong, he wasn't powerful enough.

'Are they doubting my manhood?' Julien was annoyed.

If it wasn't his grandma but someone else who prepared the soup for him, he would want to kill that person.

"When did I say you were weak?" Noticing Julien's sullen face, the Old Madam guessed what he was thinking because Julien's grandfather had asked her the same question when they were a young couple.

When the Old Madam was young, she had made soup for Julien's grandfather as well, and Julien's grandfather had also been upset. Such a gesture seemed to be a wife doubting her husband's manhood.

The look on her husband's face at that time looked exactly like Julien's.

Therefore, the Old Madam understood what Julien was thinking. She took a sip of tea and said, "Can't a strong man drink nutritious soup? You are young now, but you still need to take care. When you get older, your health will become weak. I'm doing it for your sake. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered."

Julien wasn't happy with the Old Madam saying that he would become weak when he was older.

Even though he knew that the Old Madam was looking out for his future health, he was frustrated.

It was probably due to men's pride. If they were given nutritious soup, they tended to feel that people were doubting their manhood.

Even if it was not true, they were not happy about it.

That was why Julien was wearing a sullen face right now. The soup looked really annoying to him. He wanted to pour it into the sink.

Sydney didn't have the thoughts Julien had. She just felt awkward.

Seeing that neither of the two was drinking the soup, the Old Madam was not happy.

She said as she rubbed her temples, "Why don't you guys drink the soup? Taste it, Syd. You must have been tired last night. You should drink it all. You're a woman. Women easily get tired in bed. Drink this soup and your strength will return. Don't be shy. There's nothing to be shy about. I've been there. Julien's great-grandmother prepared nutritious soup for me when I was your age. I don’t feel this is embarrassing. You young people shouldn't feel shy."

Hearing the Old Madam's words, Sydney wondered if she was too conservative.

Both the Old Madam and Felicia knew what she did with Julien last night. There was no use feeling embarrassed.

She guessed she should be cool about it.

Julien wasn't embarrassed about it. She was the only one who felt ashamed every time. Julien looked much more relaxed.

Sydney guessed she needed to learn from Julien so she wouldn't feel so stressed out.

Thinking about it, Sydney took a deep breath, looked up and showed a smile. "Grandma, thank you for caring about me and preparing the soup for me."

"Good girl. It's OK. We are family. It's my responsibility to take care of you guys. Alright. Drink it." The Old Madam smiled.

Sydney picked up the spoon and began to drink the soup.

After a few sips of the soup, she did feel more energized. She wasn't sure if it was psychologically comforting.

She did feel tired last night. Now she felt refreshed. The tiredness was much lessened. Sydney drank more soup.

The Old Madam watched her with a smile as she drank her soup. After a while, she turned to Julien.

Julien didn't drink the soup. His lips tightened, his eyebrows furrowed, he stared at the soup as if it were his enemy. The Old Madam showed a disgruntled face.

"What? Are you worried that I might poison you, so you don't drink the soup?" The Old Madam said sarcastically.