Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 234

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**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 234**

**Chapter 234**

Agatha was taken aback by Julian’s sudden inquiry; it felt utterly perplexing to her. She couldn’t help but wonder what had prompted such a question out of the blue.

“The girl’s name is Sydney Wilson. Quite a lovely name, don’t you think? And let me tell you, she’s as beautiful as a painting. Her personality is even more captivating—”

Julian interrupted her enthusiastic description with an abruptness that startled her. “I’m heading to Malbrosia for a few days,” he stated, his tone firm and resolute. “When I return, make sure to invite her over to the house. I want to meet her.”

A subtle smile crept across his face, but it was tinged with curiosity. What secrets might Sydney be concealing?

“Are you serious? Please don’t play with my emotions again!” Agatha sprang from her chair, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Hold on! What about your girlfriend? You’re not planning to juggle…?”

“I’m not,” Julian replied, his brows softening into a look of rare vulnerability, though a hint of a smile still lingered at the corners of his mouth. “Just wait until I’m back.”

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Sydney was enjoying an unusually peaceful sleep, undisturbed until her alarm blared insistently. She stirred, only to find the other half of her bed empty, a stark reminder of solitude.

A hollow ache settled in her chest as she silenced the alarm, her gaze drifting to the top of her WhatsApp notifications.

Brother: [I’m going to Malbrosia for four days on business. I’ll land in Jouleston on the 21st at 5:00 p.m. Can you come pick me up?]

Pick him up? Surely, he had more than enough staff to handle such trivialities. Any one of them could manage it far better than she could.

Yet, living under someone else’s roof often left her with little room to refuse. With a resigned sigh, she typed back obediently: [Mm, okay.]

It was only after hitting send that a nagging feeling crept in, a sense that something was amiss. The message felt oddly intimate, reminiscent of a boyfriend sharing his plans with a girlfriend. Even Caleb, her ex-husband, had never been this detailed in his updates.