Stella nodded, not looking like she was ready to accept her apology. She waved her hand, dismissing Maya. “Go and find his nanny.”Sydney watched with sadness as Maya rushed out of the dining room with her crying son. If only her own child had survived, she would have made sure she was always there to comfort him without needing a nanny. Her younger brother, not paying attention to his son who was crying, turned to Sydney, still shocked that she had offered to carry his son. He knew how much Sydney hated having kids around. “Wow, sis. Being a poor man’s wife has really changed you a lot,” he said and covered his mouth, trying to stop himself from laughing. “Don’t tell me that your good for nothing husband made you take care of other’s kids.”Her brother had alway be insensitive so she didn’t pay attention to his taunt and said. “Ex husband. We are divorced.”Hearing that her father looked up, but still didn’t say anything to her. Her mother was pleased that her daughter had finally
After driving for an hour, the car parked in front of a magnificent mansion. The staff working at the mansion had already filed out to welcome Sydney. It had been five years since she had been home so her mother ensured she felt welcomed on her arrival. The man who had come to pick her got down from the car and went to open the back door for Sydney. He was her father's personal chauffeur. Seeing that her father had sent his personal chauffeur to pick her up, Sydney felt her father must have missed her too and might have forgiven her for what she had done. Sydney got down from the car. Although it had been years since she left, the mansion looked the same and felt like home. The head of the staff stepped forward and bowed in courtesy. “Welcome home Miss Steinfeld.” After greeting Sydney, she started directing the staff on what to do. Some of the staff came to meet her and helped in removing her jacket and another collected her purse and placed it on a tray. Others went to the boo
“Save your breath, Ashley. I have no use of such a mere amount of money,” Sydney said to Ashley before looking back at Julian. “Make good use of the little money you have left. Trust me, you will need it in the future,” Sydney said to Julian and walked out. Still shocked that Sydney had rejected his money, Julian watched her in shock as she walked away from him. What surprised him was that someone like Sydney was calling a whooping fifty million dollars a mere amount of money and even had the audacity to tell him to save it for future use. Given what he had heard about Sydney, Julian didn’t want to give her alimony in the first place, but he had thought better of it. Sydney was a gold digger. He knew she would do anything to get money from him after he divorced her and might even slander him for not giving her alimony. That was why Julian decided to give her the alimony. Who would have thought Sydney wouldn’t be satisfied with such a huge amount of money. “I know you are rejecting t
Early in the morning, Sydney had gotten up and began to arrange all her belongings in several suitcases. As she zipped up the suitcase, she took one last look at her bedroom and sighed. Lot of memories were made in the same bedroom with Julia. It used to be theirs before Julian moved out. She would miss living in the same place with Julian, but as much as it would hurt her it was high time to move on. There was no point in holding on to Julian when he no longer wanted her. The workers were sad when they found out about the separation. They knew how much they used to be in love with each other. It was sad to see their relationship come to an end. But despite how sad they were, they couldn’t express it around Sydney because she wasn't one who liked people acting vulnerable around her. Even when she was at her lowest point, she still appeared aloof and unbothered.They were carrying her luggage outside according to Sydney's order when Ashley walked into the general living room of the m
“I’m so sorry, Mrs Harris. We were unable to save the baby.”Sydney Harris touched her stomach, frowning at the doctor. When the doctor had told her to see him in his office about the cause of her stomach pain, the least thing she expected to hear was this.“What are you talking about?”The doctor sat up, stretching a file toward Sydney from across his office table. “You might not have been aware, but you were two weeks pregnant when you were rushed in yesterday. The stomach pain you had felt last night was a result of a miscarriage.”Sydney picked up the file, running her eyes through the diagnosis. So she had been pregnant for two weeks and she had no idea of it all this time only for her to discover that she had lost the child. Knowing this cut deep. Sydney wasn’t one to break down in the presence of others so she withheld the pain of losing her child and stood up. “Alright, thanks for letting me know this. Have a good day, doctor.”With that she kept the file in her bag and left t