Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Agatha reaches out to Sydney with a request for her grandson to meet. Despite Agatha's warm demeanor, Sydney senses an underlying hesitation in her voice, prompting her to reassure Agatha that her grandson is genuinely interested in forming a friendship. Sydney, however, is preoccupied with her own obligations and hesitates to commit to a visit.

Agatha's concern for Sydney's well-being shines through, and Sydney is touched by her kindness, though she remains wary of involving anyone else in her complicated situation. After their conversation, Sydney is interrupted by Nancy, who brings her a snack from Caleb, her ex-husband. This gesture stirs mixed emotions in Sydney, reminding her of her past with Caleb and the isolation she feels. Despite her attempts to reach out to Julian, she is met with frustration as his phone remains out of service.

This sense of isolation weighs heavily on her, leaving her restless throughout the night, yearning for connection. The following morning, Sydney encounters Caleb in the living room, where an uncomfortable silence hangs between them. She is determined to visit Delta Mansion to seek answers, but Caleb's unexpected gentleness and insistence on having breakfast with her frustrate her further. Sydney's resolve strengthens as she firmly declines his invitation, feeling her anger dissipate against his calm demeanor.

In a moment of desperation, she threatens to call Julian, knowing that his name holds power over Caleb and could potentially alter the dynamics of their strained relationship. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You** **by Aurelia** **Novel 256** **Chapter 256** Agatha took a deep breath, her tone measured and deliberate. "Let me explain," she started, her voice imbued with a hint of uncertainty. "For reasons that escape me, my grandson is still eager to meet you.

He hasn't shared much else, but would you be willing to come by my house in a few days?" Sydney could sense a flicker of hesitation in Agatha's words, and quickly, she added, "I assure you, he's not the kind to flit from one interest to another. He likely just wants to forge a friendship." That notion didn't unsettle Sydney. She firmly believed that a person's character was molded by their upbringing, and Agatha was undeniably a woman of integrity and warmth. Therefore, it was reasonable to assume her grandson would reflect those qualities.

"That's perfectly fine," Agatha replied, her voice easing with understanding. Yet, there was an undercurrent of worry in her tone as she pressed on, "Sydney, nothing troubling has occurred, has it? If you're facing any sort

check within the confines of Jouleston. The last thing she wanted was to drag anyone else into potential danger. With that thought lingering, Agatha finally wrapped up the call. "I'll let you return to your work then. Whenever you find a moment, do come by for a visit." "Sure," Sydney replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Just as she finished speaking, a sharp knock reverberated

thoughts. "Ms. Wilson, it's me. Not Mr. Hampton." Her hand halted on the doorknob, a flicker of irritation crossing her mind. "You know I divorced Caleb long ago. Please, call me by my name from now on." Nancy had been there the first time Sydney had entered

eat enough at dinner. He understands you're avoiding him, so he asked me to bring this. Don't neglect your health, even if you're upset." "Thank you," Sydney murmured, accepting the tray without further comment.

If he hadn't been able to navigate the treacherous waters of the Sterling family's power plays, he would have perished long ago. That night, sleep eluded her; she had napped

that weariness finally began to tug at her consciousness. When she heard a rustle downstairs, curiosity piqued, she rose from her restless slumber and descended the stairs. In the living room, she found Caleb, absorbed in the financial news on television. He looked up, surprise etching his features.

an unexpected gentleness. "You can," he replied softly. "I've arranged lunch with Bruce and the others. You should join me." "I have other plans," she responded coolly, her voice steady. To her surprise, Caleb showed no sign of irritation, as if her refusal had simply washed over him. He