Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 472

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 472**

**Chapter 472**

Sydney felt her heart stutter in her chest, the air around her thickening with an unspoken tension. Caleb’s words hung in the space between them, heavy and charged. She understood perfectly what he was implying—he was alluding to the rekindling of her relationship with Julian. Yet, the truth was far more complex than that simple observation. The distance she had placed between herself and Julian was not born out of the horrific past that linked their families, nor was it rooted in the tragedy that had taken her parents from her.

That past, as painful as it was, had never been a personal grievance against Julian. He had been just a child, a mere ten-year-old boy when the world around them had spiraled into chaos.

“That was never his fault. It shouldn’t be held against him,” she stated, her voice steady and unwavering, but there was a firmness to her tone that left no room for argument.

If anyone could grasp the essence of the man Julian had grown into, it was her. She had witnessed his transformation, the way he had shaped himself in the wake of their shared history. Yet, there remained one lingering question that she found difficult to decipher: how much did that enigmatic grandmother of his still hold sway over his heart?

Caleb’s expression shifted, surprise flickering across his features. He had never anticipated that such deep-seated animosity could be brushed aside with such ease.

In an instant, everything he had held to be true began to unravel, leaving him feeling disoriented. His own betrayal felt insurmountable, a chasm that could never be crossed, yet here was Sydney, effortlessly dismissing the longstanding feud between their families with a single, resolute statement.

A bitter laugh almost escaped him, but he stifled it. When he finally found his voice, it came out low and raw, laced with an emotion he struggled to name. “Just because he’s Julian?”

Sydney blinked, taken aback by the weight of his question. A part of her wanted to refute it, to insist that it was more complicated than that, but the words eluded her. Deep down, perhaps there was a kernel of truth in what he suggested.

Julian was different—he was Julian. To her, everyone else faded into the background, mere shadows in comparison. There had always been a duality in her heart: one standard for the world at large and another, far more forgiving, for him. Because he was Julian, she could separate him from the legacy of his family without a second thought.

In that moment, a flicker of understanding crossed Caleb’s face. The corner of his mouth turned up slightly, a bittersweet smile that spoke volumes. His gaze shifted downward, landing on her stomach, and his voice softened. “And the baby… Does he know?”

Caleb’s concern over the past few weeks had been genuine, a revelation that lifted a weight off Sydney’s shoulders. She no longer felt the need to shield herself from him. “Not yet,” she replied, shaking her head slowly, the truth settling between them like a fragile truce.

“Sure,” Sydney replied, a smile creeping onto her face.

Elliot had offered to bring her food, but she had politely declined. The clinic was surrounded by a plethora of excellent restaurants, and with breakfast and dinner already sorted, she saw no reason to trouble anyone over lunch.

As they settled down to eat, Marcus casually mentioned a name that brought a familiar warmth to her heart. “Jeremiah’s been asking about you. You’ve been away from the clinic for a few days, and he couldn’t get an appointment today. He asked my parents to check in. Would you be able to come by our place for a session?”

Sydney was well-acquainted with Jeremiah’s condition. His treatment primarily relied on herbal medicine, with acupuncture serving as a supportive measure. The batch she had prescribed should still last him another two weeks, but it wasn’t unusual for patients like him to feel anxious about their progress.

After a moment of contemplation, she replied, “It’s probably better for him to come to the clinic. I really don’t have much time to spare lately.”

The conversation flowed easily, a comforting rhythm amidst the chaos of their lives, as Sydney prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.