Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 289

**Chapter 289**

Sydney felt an urgent need to tell Julian to stop. The sensations coursing through her were strange and overwhelming, filling her with an anxiety she couldn’t quite articulate. Yet, before she could voice her discomfort, she bit down on her lower lip, the pressure silencing her thoughts and words alike.

Her eyes fell to the ground, her heart racing as she watched him, disbelief etched across her features. Another kiss came, unexpected and insistent, compelling her head to tilt back in surrender.

In the soft, hazy light, Sydney appeared even more stunning than usual, a vision that made Julian’s heart race.

When he lifted his gaze to meet hers, he felt an overwhelming rush of emotions that threatened to spiral out of control. This was proving to be far more challenging than he had anticipated. The pain reflected in her eyes made him hesitate, the urge to pull away almost overwhelming.

Then, a single tear escaped from the corner of her eye, and something within him broke. His brows knitted together in concern.

Sydney felt the sudden shift in his demeanor, a palpable tension that made her freeze. Although she had never experienced this herself, her medical training provided her with enough knowledge to comprehend the gravity of the moment.

Gathering her composure, she pushed through her own surprise. His expression had darkened, shadowed like the depths of a stormy night, and his gaze had turned away from her, a clear sign that pride was at play.

With deliberate care, she spoke, her voice gentle yet firm. “Most men over thirty experience a slight decline in certain functions. If it truly concerns you, I can check your pulse. Even if there’s an issue, a few doses of medicine can usually resolve it.”

Having witnessed many similar cases in her clinic, she was familiar with men seeking help for infertility. Some would come alone, grappling with issues like this. Given Julian’s overall health, she believed that if there was a problem, it would be minor. There was nothing in his everyday demeanor that hinted at any weakness.

However, her words seemed to deepen the gloom that clouded his face. He fought the urge to silence her with another kiss, opting instead to give her a light smack on her rear. “Go wash up,” he said, his tone playful but laced with an undercurrent of tension.

“Okay,” she replied, fully aware that the more she spoke, the more complicated things might become. With a sense of resignation, she slipped into the bathroom.

When she emerged, Julian had already replaced the soiled sheets and quilt covers. The bed now looked fresh, inviting, and spotless, a stark contrast to the turmoil that had just transpired.

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