My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 59 Apologize

Sydney pursed her pale lips. "I slipped, but I don't think it’s that simple."

"Do you suspect something, darling?" Luke looked at her.

Sydney nodded. "I slipped because I stepped on something slippery when I came out of the cubicle, and I smelled a fragrance the moment I fell. It was probably shower gel or something similar."

"Why was there shower gel in front of your cubicle?" Luke’s eyes widened in surprise.

"I don’t know."

"Could it be that someone accidentally dropped their shower gel and spilled it in front of your cubicle, and you were just unlucky enough to step on it?” Luke stroked his chin and guessed.

Sydney narrowed her eyes slightly. "That’s possible, but not probable."

"How so?"

Sydney tilted her head at him. "Because I didn’t hear anything fall to the ground the whole time I was showering."

In other words, someone deliberately quietly poured shower gel in front of her cubicle door.

Luke immediately stood up. "It must be Lyra Madden. The only enemies we have in this resort are Lyra and Julien. Julien can't possibly enter the women's bath, so that leaves only Lyra." Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's her. She happened to be there when you called me last night. She probably heard that I was going to the shower room and followed me up there." Sydney's fist clenched on the quilt.

Luke's chest rose and fell violently. "That woman is simply a snake. Call the cops. We have to call the cops. We can’t just let this matter go!"

He took out his phone from his pocket.

Sydney stopped him. "It's useless. There isn’t any monitoring in the shower room, so there's no way of proving that she poured the shower gel. Even if it’s determined that the shower gel on the ground is the same as hers, she can just lie and say that she accidentally spilled it. It’s not condemning evidence."

Luke frowned deeply. "If nothing works, then what are we supposed to do?"

Sydney pondered for a moment. "Unless we can get a recording of her admitting to intentionally harming me, we'll have to drop the matter."

"That’s easy." Luke smiled sinisterly. "I'll get someone with recording equipment to scare her a little. She'll definitely confess."

Sydney's eyes lit up for a moment. Just as she was about to answer, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Luke walked toward the door.

When he opened the door, Julien and Lyra stood outside.

"Mr. Chase." Lyra smiled faintly at Luke.

Luke's expression darkened on the spot and he said rudely, "What are you here for?"

"We're here to see Sydney. Is she inside?" Julien's gaze fell on him.

Luke was dressed exactly the same as last night. It was obvious that he had spent the night in Sydney’s room.

When he thought of Sydney and Luke being alone in the same room, his eyes darkened and his heart was inexplicably irritated.

"Who is it, Luke?" Sydney's slightly weak voice inquired from in the room.

Luke did not hide it from her. He looked at the man and woman in front of him and said loudly, "President Flint and Ms. Madden. They said they're here to see you."

The room was silent for a few seconds, and then Sydney's voice sounded. "Let them in."

Luke somewhat reluctantly stepped to the side.

"Thank you." Lyra nodded at him with a smile and went in while holding Julien's arm.

Luke rolled his eyes. He closed the door and followed them.

Sydney sat on the bed leaning against the headboard. She was dressed in loose pajamas and her head was wrapped in bandages. Along with her pale face, she looked incredibly fragile.

For some reason, Julien felt his heart ache when he saw her like this. He subconsciously softened his tone and asked, "How are you?"

Sydney looked at him in surprise and smiled meaningfully. "Are you concerned about me, President Flint?”

Lyra immediately tightened her grip on Julien's arm.

As if on cue, Julien realized his attitude toward Sydney was a bit abnormal. He pursed his thin lips and his voice returned to its usual cold and bland tone. "It’s very normal to visit and give proper greetings to the wounded. It’s basic manners.”

The implication was that he was just asking out of courtesy. He did not care about her.

Lyra was finally satisfied and slowly loosened Julien's arm. She gave a smug glance at Sydney.

Before Sydney could react, Luke took a stride forward to block her and made a gouging motion at Lyra. "Look at my darling with those disgusting eyes again and I'll gouge your eyes out." "You wouldn't dare!” Lyra bit her lip.

Luke chuckled. “Try me!"

He made a move to go after Lyra.

Lyra paled in fright and hastily hid behind Julien, pulling the hem of his suit and said with a trembling voice, "Julien, save me!"

Julien held Lyra behind him with one hand and used the other to block Luke. His face was terribly cold." Luke Chase, don't go too far."

Luke snickered as if he just heard a joke. "President Flint, don't be such a hypocrite. You only see what my darling did to your woman, but you don’t see what your woman did to my darling. Why don't you just donate your eyes if you're that blind?”

Sydney, who was watching the drama on the bed, could not help but laugh and gave Luke a thumbs up.

Julien saw her action and frowned deeply. His heart felt very unhappy.

What did that mean? Did she also think he was blind?

"Enough. This is my room and I’m wounded. Just spit out what you’re here for and then leave when you're done. I have to rest." Sydney covered her lips and yawned. Her voice became impatient.

Julien pursed his lips. "We're here to apologize to you."

Apologize?

Sydney and Luke exchanged a look.

Julien pulled Lyra out from behind him. "It was Lyra who accidentally spilled the shower gel on the floor when you fell last night."

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Raines." Lyra bowed to Sydney, her face full of guilt.

Sydney looked at her quietly, her expression cold." Was it accidental?"

Lyra straightened up, but her heart panicked when she suddenly met her gaze that seemed to be able to see through her heart. She hurriedly lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth. "Yes."

Luke sneered. "Really? It’s clear you deliberately spilled the shower gel!"

"I didn't. Ms. Raines, you have to believe me. I didn’t do it on purpose!” Lyra’s eyes reddened.

"Come on, not even an idiot would believe you." Luke looked at her with eyes filled with disgust. "Also, I want to know why you didn't say that my darling's fall was related to you when we found her last night. Why are you admitting it now?"

Lyra's eyes flashed slightly and she lowered her head to explain, "Because I didn’t realize that Ms. Raines's fall last night was caused by me. It was only until after you carried her away and I saw there was shower gel in the place where she slipped that I realized the truth. That’s why I rushed here to apologize." "You had to rush to apologize, because you're afraid that you won't end well if you don't." Sydney’s lips curled up coldly.

Lyra’s expression froze. "What do you mean by that, Ms. Raines?"

Julien and Luke also looked at her.

Sydney glanced at Lyra's gradually uneasy face and sneered. "You know exactly what I mean. You guessed that I'd immediately suspect you when I woke up. You were afraid that I'd make a big deal out of it and that there would be uncontrollable developments, so you wanted to use your 'carelessness' as an excuse to blow this matter over."

"So, that's what you guys were planning?" Luke laughed in anger. "You want to conceal the incident? No way, Jose!"

Julien, who had not spoken, knew that this matter would not be so easily resolved. He stepped forward to look at Sydney, and asked in a low voice, "Then, what do you want?"