Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!

Chapter 1176 Hilarious

'Why don't I accept it?

'We are genuinely concerned about Julien.

'Although he may not like the way we care about him, our care is sincere and pure.

'So he should thank us, shouldn't he?

'Then naturally, we can accept his thanks.

'Of course, I can accept it.'

The Old Madam thought confidently.

Felicia, however, looked at her with uneasiness as if asking, "Old Madam, Mr. Julien's thanks are not sincere at all. Don't you see that?"

Who would say thank you through clenched teeth?

Just now, Julien's thanks were a deliberate mockery.

The Old Madam winked at Felicia and replied, "It doesn't matter if it's sincere or not. The important thing is that he thanked us, so we should accept it. Just take it as sincere gratitude."

"Uh..." Felicia ran out of words and could only give Julien an awkward smile.

Julien watched the interaction between the two old ladies and understood what they were discussing.

Honestly, he was a little stunned at how thick-skinned his grandma was.

He had just said thank you on purpose. He didn't mean it at all.

But his grandmother accepted it, which made him unable to vent his anger. He felt as if he had punched into the air. His anger dissipated.

He didn't even know how to say what he had intended to say. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Later, Sydney naturally saw that the Old Madam had said that intentionally. She raised an eyebrow.

Sydney guessed why Julien was so thick-skinned.

It was hereditary.

Sydney held her forehead and shook her head in amusement.

"Forget it. I won't say much else. I only want to know the ingredients of the soup." Julien rubbed his temples.

Felicia's mouth opened as if she was hesitating.

But then thinking of her promise to tell him, she took a breath before whispering, "Actually, there are not any strange ingredients. We mainly used antlers, pizzles, and so on..."

Felicia said "pizzles" in such a low voice that it was almost inaudible.

But it didn't matter. Julien was sure that Felicia had purposely murmured that indistinctly.

She did that because she obviously didn't want Julien to hear the word clearly.

But he had to figure it out. Otherwise, he would feel upset.

"Felicia, say it clearly," Julien reminded her with a frown.

Felicia looked at him and then at the curious Sydney. Felicia had no choice but to close her eyes hard and raise her voice. "Pizzles. Old Madam, let's run!"

After saying that, Felicia took the Old Madam's hand and fled out of the gazebo with her while Julien and Sydney were dumbfounded.

In the gazebo, Sydney was the first to come back to her senses. She looked at Julien, who stood there in a daze and shock, and couldn't hold back her laughter any longer.

She thought, 'That's too funny.

'They actually used pizzles!

'Pizzles are cows’...

'Julien actually ate the soup made of pizzles. He had probably never eaten it before.'

"Hahaha..." Sydney laughed hard. She covered her belly, and tears came out of her eyes.

Julien heard her laughter and finally recovered himself. His handsome face turned red and then livid, looking hilarious.

He turned around, looking sullenly at Sydney. She was sitting on the stone bench and couldn't stop laughing. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you laughing at?"

He knew why.

Sydney was guffawing so heartily that her stomach hurt at the moment. She knew that she couldn't laugh anymore, or else it would hurt even more in a while.

She couldn't tell from Julien's face whether he was angry or embarrassed. At the sight of it, she couldn't help but laugh again, "Nothing... Hahaha... Really nothing. I'm definitely not laughing at you

for eating ... eating that soup. I'm just laughing at you. Hahaha..."

Sydney thought, 'Oh, no.

'What else should I say?'

The more she said, the more she wanted to laugh.

Julien was annoyed again when he saw how hard Sydney was laughing and heard her mention pizzles.

He had felt that the ingredients of his soup were probably not good things.

Otherwise, how would it have that strange odor?

But he had never expected the soup to be made of pizzles.

No wonder it had an unpleasant flavor that he couldn't describe.

How could something like that not have a strange flavor?

Julien took a deep breath, wanting to suppress his anger, but he failed at the thought that he had eaten the soup made of that stuff.

It was okay that they gave him aphrodisiac soup, suspecting that he was impotent. He could endure it.

He had no choice.

He could not beat up the two old ladies.

After all, no matter what, they meant well.

Julien thought, 'But why couldn't they use some other ingredients to make soup for me?

'There are so many aphrodisiac ingredients. Why did they have to choose that disgusting stuff?'

As a result, his mouth was now filled with that flavor. Once he closed his eyes, he thought that he had actually eaten a soup made of that stuff.

All in all, he had suffered great mental damage.

He felt that he would not be able to recover in a short time.

"Stop laughing." Julien looked at Sydney, who was still laughing, feeling angry and helpless.

He was angry that she was actually laughing at him without feeling sorry for him.

He felt helpless because she was the one he loved and he couldn't bear to scold her for laughing at him.

Sydney naturally saw Julien's reaction, feeling more or less guilty.

She didn't mean to laugh at him. However, it was so funny.

"Sorry... I can't stop it. I've heard of people eating this before. They either take it as aphrodisiac or enjoy it. I never thought that one day, you would also eat it. Although you ate it unintentionally, I just can't associate you with this kind of thing. However, because of Grandma and Felicia, you ate it. It's really amusing... Julien, how do you feel now?" Sydney wiped tears off the corners of her eyes and took several deep breaths before finally stopping her laughter.

She chuckled every now and then, but it was certainly much better than the wild laughter before.

Julien glanced sideways at her. "How do I feel? How do you think I feel now? Do you think I'm feeling good?"

Anyone would feel nauseous after knowing that they had inadvertently eaten something like that, except for those who loved that kind of thing.

He was feeling nauseous now.

And there was still that flavor in his mouth, which made him even more nauseous.

Sydney couldn't help laughing again when she saw Julien frowning in disgust.

Her laughter stimulated Julien.

His eyes darkened, gazing at her fixedly. "You're still laughing."

Sydney waved her hand. "I won't laugh anymore. I just... I'm sorry. I can't hold it back. Let me adjust myself. I'll stop laughing when I'm done."

After saying that, she raised her hands above her head and began to take deep breaths.

While doing so, Julien was still staring at her intensely like a wolf, making her feel nervous.

Sydney couldn't continue breathing deeply. She swallowed and said, "Well, don't look at me like this. I won't laugh at you anymore. Trust me."

Julien was unmoved, still fixing his eyes on her unblinkingly.