Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 51 Sydney was young, kind, and attentive with her patients. Over the years, several older ones had tried to play matchmaker. Eventually, she started wearing her wedding ring all the time, which finally made them stop. She remembered Agatha well-a woman who had once fussed endlessly over her grandson's marriage. Time had softened her. Sydney smiled wryly. "Ms. Nordwood, I'm getting a divorce." "Divorce!" Agatha's face turned solemn, and she said firmly, "Good! I overheard the call just now, but I wasn't eavesdropping. I swear. Let me tell you, cheating men are the worst.

If you stay with him, you'll only suffer more." Sydney felt the warmth in Agatha's wrinkled hands-a warmth she hadn't known in years. Her voice softened without meaning to. "I know. I'm already going through the process." She placed a hand over Agatha's wrist and gently changed the topic. "How have you been feeling lately?" "Oh, much better. Your medicine worked wonders." Agatha waved it off, then circled back. "Listen, dear. I may be old, but divorce isn't something to fear at your age. Sydney let out a soft laugh.

"Yes, yes, I've thought it through." Agatha nodded with an approving smile. "Divorce isn't your fault. Second marriages are perfectly fine. But my grandson's temperament is tricky. He's closed off. Might not be a good match for you." Sydney laughed, then asked, "Should I get your medicine ready?" "Yes, just a three-day dose. I'll come back after that."

the days ahead." After Agatha left, the young nurse by the door couldn't help teasing, "Dr. Wilson, she wasn't here for medicine. She came to find a granddaughter-in-law!" Sydney smiled. "She's just worried about her grandson." Still, she wondered how difficult the man could be if even his grandmother spoke that frankly. :. 1/2 Sun 24 Aug Chapter 51 Later that afternoon, Sydney had some time off. Tiffany, who had the day free, came to meet her after work. They planned to have lunch and

store. It was a priceless piece handcrafted by a master artisan. Sydney smiled. "Bruce gave me a lovely gift last year. I wanted to return the favor." "You can't keep up with the wealthy without a little money," Tiffany muttered. Sydney nodded. "I just hope my savings last a while