Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 530 Now it was Sydney's turn to fuss over Agatha. Tilting her head, Agatha studied Sydney's face with fond amusement. The longer she looked, the more content she felt. "Much better," she said with a smile. "Give me another couple of days, and I'll be ready to go shopping with you. Can you believe it?" "I'll check your ankle again before you go to bed tonight." They chatted lightly as they walked back into the villa. During dinner, Sydney didn't forget to place food on Agatha's plate. Not far away, Polly sat quietly, ready to help whenever needed.

Watching them, she felt something stir inside her. The once cold and lifeless house was slowly coming back to life-warm, peaceful, and full of the comfort she had nearly forgotten. 'If only things could stay this way forever,' she thought. Agatha still didn't know that Julian had gone abroad. After dinner, she turned to Polly. "Check the time later and make some supper," she said. "Don't let those rascals come home hungry in the middle of the night." "Those rascals" was her affectionate nickname for Julian and his men, Elliot and Peter.

All their meals, including late-night suppers, were prepared in the main house. Sydney dabbed her lips with a napkin and said softly, "Polly, just cook for Elliot and Peter. Julian's on a business trip." "Alright," Polly replied with a nod. "A business trip?" Agatha feigned irritation, chuckling under her breath. "That brat. He used to tell me

"What?" Agatha's expression turned stern. "Just wait till he lands. I'm calling him myself to give him a piece of my mind!" "That rascal. After all the trouble he went through to bring his future wife home, now he has 1/2 the nerve to leave her and fly off for

about to drift off, her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She snatched it up and answered without checking the caller ID. "Hello?" Her voice was soft and drowsy, still heavy with sleepiness. On the other end came a brief silence, then a low, familiar chuckle. It was just one quiet laugh, but Sydney knew that sound at once-Julian. 'At least he has a conscience,