My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 956 Fashion Designer

Julien touched the tip of his nose, "To be honest, I was also surprised how they were sent to you, but now when I think about this, I think that is our fate. We are doomed to be together, and that is also God's hint to me. That's why I sent the mangoes to the right person."

Hearing his words, Sydney felt very sweet.

At this time, Julien added, "If you don't like the mangoes in Red Plum Resort because of this incident, I can also ask someone to order some from other places."

"No, I don’t mind," Sydney shook her head and smiled, "The mangoes in Red Plum Resort are very good. I can't dislike them just because I hate Lyra. Lyra doesn't deserve to be compared with those mangoes."

Julien chuckled, "Well, then I'll ask someone to send the mangoes to us as soon as they are ready to be picked."

"Okay," Sydney answered with a smile.

At this time, the click of high heels came from behind Sydney and Julien.

Sydney put down the dessert plate and turned around with Julien.

A stylish blonde woman was walking to them with a bag in her hand.

The woman looked about forty or fifty years old. Her face had wrinkles, which made her look a little old, but her temperament made her striking.

“Time has never beaten beauty.” In the past, Sydney didn’t quite understand this sentence, but now she seemed to understand.

"Hello, Mr. Flint. Long time no see."

While Sydney was staring at the blonde woman in a daze, Julien had already stood up and said hello to the blonde woman.

"Long time no see, Sofia." Julien held out his hand to shake hers.

As soon as his hand touched hers, Julien hurriedly put his hand back.

Sofia raised her eyebrows slightly, and then looked at Sydney, who was standing beside Julien. Soon she understood the reason, so she smiled and said in Italian, which Sydney could not understand, "Before I came here, I heard that Mr. Flint had a girlfriend and was deeply affectionate to her. At first, I thought it was just a joke. After all, Mr. Flint is indifferent and doesn't seem to be a person who loves someone passionately, but now I see it with my own eyes and realize that it's not a joke. I even think those remarks are conservative. Mr. Flint, you love your girlfriend very much. In order not to let your girlfriend think too much, you ignore the etiquette of shaking hands."

Julien also looked at Sydney with a smile and then replied in Italian, "She is the star I have been chasing for many years. She is the light in my life. In this world, there is no one can compare with her, so she deserves me to abandon everything."

"You are very lucky to be able to stand beside your star. I hope you two will be happy forever," Sofia blessed Julien and Sydney.

Julien held Sydney's hand, interlocked her fingers, and then held their hands up to let Sofia see them, "Thank you for your blessing, we will."

Listening to their conversation, Sydney looked confused, thinking, ‘What are they talking about? I can't understand a word.’

Generally, only young girls covered their mouths while smiling. After all, older women didn’t look good if they covered their mouths while smiling. However, Sofia, in her forties, covered her mouth and giggled when she saw Sydney's dazed face, fitting and pleasing.

Sofia looked at Sydney gently and said to Julien with a smile, "Mr. Flint, your girlfriend is so lovely. Won't you introduce me to her?"

Although Sydney could not understand what Sofia was saying, she could guess that Sofia seemed to be talking about her, so Sydney hurriedly turned to look at Julien.

When she was about to ask Julien to translate Sofia’s words, Julien suddenly chuckled, "Of course I will. She is my girlfriend, so I will naturally introduce her to everyone I know."

With that, Julien also turned to look at Sydney. Seeing that Sydney was eager to know what they were talking about, Julien smiled at her and squeezed her palm gently.

Then he said in a deep and charming tone, "This is Sofia, the boss of this studio, and the designer who designed your dress."

Sydney uttered, "She is the designer."

Then she hurriedly showed a smile and held out her hand to Sofia.

She was ready to introduce herself, but soon she realized she didn't know if Sofia could understand English or not.

If Sofia didn’t speak English, she would be embarrassed, and she couldn't speak the language Sofia just spoke.

Knowing what Sydney was hesitating about, Julien whispered, "Just use English. Sofia can’t speak English, but I'll translate for you."

Hearing this, Sydney breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him gratefully. Then she introduced herself, "Hello, Miss Sofia, my name is Sydney Raines, Julien's girlfriend."

Julien translated every word she said.

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Sofia shook hands with Sydney. "I know. I received an invitation from Mr. Flint, and I have heard about you from Mr. Flint."

Sydney looked at Julien with a trace of surprise on her face and asked, "Miss Sofia, Julien have told you about me?"

"He has," Sofia nodded and looked at Julien with a smile, "When Mr. Flint mentioned you to me, his words were full of praise."

Sydney opened her eyes wide in surprise and curiosity, "Full of praise? Miss. Sofia, may I know how he praised me?"

Julien froze for a moment and then looked away.

Seeing this scene, Sofia smiled even more happily. "Of course. In his heart, you are the most perfect woman in the world. His praise for you can be said to make a lot of men feel inferior."

Then Sofia told Sydney what Julien had said to her at that time.

Sydney did not understand, so she could only ask Julien for help and asked him to translate for her.

He translated quickly, but suddenly, he became silent and turned his head aside, revealing a red ear.

Hearing no sound and seeing his evasive action, Sydney was more eager to know what Sofia had said, but Julien refused to translate.

Sofia smiled and said, "Miss Raines, Mr. Flint is probably shy."

"Sofia!" Julien frowned and shouted.

Sofia was not afraid of him but laughed more happily.