Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Sydney shares a moment with Julian over muffins, revealing her connection to an elderly patient who worries about her grandson. The conversation shifts as Sydney expresses her empathy for the old woman's concern, highlighting the grandson's reluctance to open up about his life.

Julian listens intently, his brow furrowing with concern as he learns more about the situation, particularly about the possibility of the grandson having a girlfriend. As they delve deeper into the topic, Julian's curiosity prompts him to ask if Sydney thinks the girlfriend would marry the grandson. Sydney, initially resistant to the idea, eventually admits that if she were in that position, she would likely think positively of him. This exchange sparks an intriguing tension between them, with Julian's intense gaze causing Sydney's heart to race.

Despite her attempts to redirect the conversation, the chemistry between them becomes palpable as they navigate their feelings. Realizing that their time together is coming to an end, Sydney nudges Julian toward the door, but he playfully insists on waiting for her. This lighthearted banter reveals their growing connection, even as Sydney feels a mix of confusion and anticipation. When Julian suggests she wash up first, the seemingly mundane act takes on a deeper significance, hinting at an intimacy that neither of them can ignore.

In the bathroom, the atmosphere becomes charged as Sydney realizes the familiarity of sharing personal space with Julian. The playful exchange over a toothbrush adds a layer of warmth and intimacy to their relationship, making Sydney's heart race. The chapter closes with a sense of unresolved tension, leaving readers eager to see how their relationship will evolve as they navigate their feelings for each other amidst the backdrop of their everyday lives.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 232** **Chapter 232** "Yes." Sydney took a moment to swallow the last morsel of her muffin, savoring its sweetness. "She's one of my patients." A smile blossomed on her face, brightening the small space between them. "Tastes good, right?" Julian offered a genuine nod, his expression sincere. "Good." Sydney continued, her voice taking on a more contemplative tone.

over her grandson." Julian's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of concern crossing his features. "Worries herself sick?" "Mhm." Sydney nodded, her eyes reflecting empathy. "She just wants him to find someone special, but her grandson is like a clam-he never opens up. Oh, and he's your age too." Both men were well past their thirties, a fact that lingered in the air

was taken aback by his inquisitiveness. She hadn't anticipated him wanting to delve deeper, but since she had broached the topic, she felt compelled

he was puzzled as to why Sydney had told Agatha she was already divorced, he had no intention of revealing that little detail. Raising an eyebrow slightly, he pressed further, "So, do you think that girlfriend would marry him?" "Me?" Sydney blinked, a hint of exasperation creeping into her voice. "I'm not his girlfriend. What does it matter

her head vigorously, her conviction clear. "No. I think she's the decent one." 'And a fantastic cook, too,' she added silently in her mind, a warm fondness swelling within her. Julian pondered her words for a moment, then murmured, "Not a bad reason." Whether it

signs of leaving, she gently nudged him toward the door. "You should probably head back, right?" With a playful tilt of his chin, Julian regarded her with a teasing smile that sent a shiver down her spine. "Wasn't I waiting for you to come with me?" 'No dodging forever,' she thought, realizing the inevitability of the situation. Sydney didn't hesitate any longer. "Fine, let's

remained rooted in place. She hesitated, glancing at him with a mix of confusion and curiosity. "Not leaving?" Julian gestured toward the bathroom with an air of authority. "Wash up first." "Oh. Okay." Washing up was a common enough routine, but the familiarity of it felt oddly

don't have any extra cups here." Aside from Tiffany and her mentors, no one ever stayed over-she didn't keep guest toiletries. Julian raised an eyebrow, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "So there's a toothbrush?" "Yes." At the end of last year's massive online sale, she had impulsively bought a new electric toothbrush and snagged a second one for the discount. She certainly hadn't expected to be using it so soon. Under his watchful gaze, she stretched up, opened the cabinet behind