Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Sydney is engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions, particularly as she reflects on Julian's unfinished words from earlier. The thought that he might have been about to propose overwhelms her, prompting tears to stream down her face. The intimate atmosphere inside the car contrasts sharply with her internal turmoil, as she grapples with her feelings for Julian and the uncertainty of their relationship.

Julian, sensing her distress, tenderly wipes away her tears, revealing his own emotional struggle. His heartfelt admission about their past creates a deeper connection between them, causing Sydney's tears to flow even more freely. In a moment of impulsive longing, she kisses Julian, reigniting the passion and affection they share. His initial surprise quickly melts away, and he embraces her, solidifying their bond amidst the chaos surrounding them. However, their intimate moment is abruptly interrupted by a phone call from Marcus, which brings a sudden shift in focus.

Sydney's concern grows as Marcus informs her of an escalating online scandal involving her and Sterling Corp. The public outrage has turned into a mob mentality, threatening her safety and reputation. Sydney's thoughts race as she processes the gravity of the situation, feeling the weight of the chaos that has unfolded. Julian's protective instincts kick in as he takes control of the situation, speaking to Marcus with authority. He reassures Sydney by making arrangements to ensure the safety of the Hutton family, who are now in danger due to the public backlash.

This decisive action from Julian not only shows his commitment to Sydney but also highlights the growing tension and urgency of the circumstances they face together. The chapter ends with a sense of impending conflict, setting the stage for the challenges that lie ahead. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 450** **Chapter 450** Sydney's mind was a tumultuous sea of thoughts, waves crashing against one another, each one more chaotic than the last.

The unfinished words Julian had left hanging in the air that day echoed in her head, a haunting melody she couldn't shake off. *Could it be that he was about to propose?* The mere notion sent a rush of emotions flooding through her, and before she could suppress them, tears began to spill from her eyes, cascading down her cheeks and soaking into her clothes, leaving dark, damp patches that marked her distress. The interior of the car was shrouded in a soft, muted light, creating an atmosphere that felt both intimate and heavy with unspoken words.

Despite the silence that enveloped them, Julian's presence was palpable. Moments later, she felt the gentle brush of his rough, warm fingertips at the corner of her eye, a tender gesture that ignited a flicker of hope amidst her sorrow. When Julian felt the wetness on his thumb, a small fissure opened within him-not a deep wound, but enough to create a dull ache that resonated in his chest. He wiped away her tears with a quiet resolve, his heart heavy with the weight of their shared history. After a long, pregnant pause, he finally mustered the courage to address the elephant in the room.

the car. The moment Sydney heard his words, the floodgates opened wider, and her tears flowed more freely. She raised her face, her eyes red-rimmed and streaming, not caring in the slightest about her disheveled appearance. All

in place, but the familiarity of her touch stirred something deep within him. This was the woman he had adored, the one he could never truly let go of. He responded to

heart racing. "Hello? Marc, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Syd,

about me." Deep down, she felt confident that her medication was not the issue. What truly mattered now was unraveling the chaos that had erupted and pinpointing the puppeteer behind the strings once she returned to Jouleston. "That's good," Marcus said, though Sydney could hear the hesitation that lingered in his voice. "Then... when will you be back?" He was already aware of her car accident and had intended

concern. "Marc, did something happen? Is someone from the project team taking advantage of the chaos?" "No," he replied quickly, shaking his head even though she couldn't see him. Not wanting to add to her worries, he decided to be straightforward. "It's Alan. Something's happened. After the last press conference, everyone found out you're his prized

outrage had escalated into a full-blown mob mentality. Without any solid evidence, people were already hurling accusations at Sydney and Sterling Corp., branding

racing, when suddenly, Julian took the phone from her grasp with a steady hand. His commanding voice resonated through the line, authoritative and calm. "Mr. Shepard, tell the old couple to pack the essentials. I'll arrange for someone to pick them up if they need to lay low