Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 381

**Chapter 381**

Agatha cast a quick, sidelong glance at Julian, her brow furrowing slightly. “Don’t you already have a girlfriend? Why are you so curious about this?” she asked, her tone laced with incredulity.

Julian, undeterred, leaned closer, attempting to coax the truth from her. Yet, Agatha remained steadfast, her lips pressed into a thin line, unwilling to divulge anything.

The first trimester of pregnancy was a delicate time, a fragile dance where the slightest misstep could lead to heartache. If anything were to happen to the child, the grief would be profound, and the world would forever remember the mother who had carried the burden of such loss.

Despite her generally open-minded nature, Agatha clung to certain traditional beliefs, particularly regarding the reputation of a young woman. It was a weighty matter, one that could shape futures and alter lives.

Julian, noticing the serious expression etched on her face, couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “Is it really that grave? Is it worth all this cloak-and-dagger secrecy?” he teased, trying to lighten the mood.

Agatha rolled her eyes, stifling a yawn. “It’s not that serious. Just stop asking questions,” she replied, her voice lacking any hint of the warmth one might expect from a grandmother. “Honestly, I’m tired. You can sit if you want, or you can leave. Your choice.”

To Agatha, the conversation about Julian and Sydney felt redundant. The notion of a second marriage didn’t faze her, but now, with Sydney evidently involved with someone else and expecting a child, there seemed little point in revisiting the past.

What she truly wished for was simple: Julian should treat his current girlfriend with kindness, marry her without complications, and eventually bless her with the great-grandchild she had longed for, a dream she held close to her heart.

Meanwhile, in a different part of the building, a voice broke through the quiet. “Syd, Mr. Clifford is here for his treatment.”

Sydney had just wrapped up with her last patient when Marcus ushered Jeremiah into her office.

She looked up, offering a polite nod. “Mr. Clifford, you can lie down here,” she instructed, her voice steady and professional.

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