After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 40

Franklin took a look at Sylvia, walked over to open his suitcase, and then held a bottle of stomach medicine gotten from it in his hands.

"No food, but at least I got my medicine.”

Sylvia gave him a cold glance and then slammed her bedroom door. Another trick?

She wouldn't fall for it this time.

His life was so miserable compared to the past when he had a warm meal prepared for him when he got home from work.

Sylvia took out her laptop and started to investigate as soon as she got back to her room.

The deadline of three days was just around the corner.

She had to make it in time.

Time went by so quickly that two hours had gone before she realized it. The breeze came through gauzy curtains in the dead of the night. Sylvia sent all the investigation results to Alby.

Then she heard a loud noise coming from outside her room when she turned off her computer.

Sylvia frowned. She slightly opened her door and saw a big man curling up on the carpet in front of the couch.

Was that the sound when Franklin fell from the couch?

Sylvia walked over in suspicion and found that Franklin was pressing his stomach hard with sweat on his forehead.

She suddenly found it amusing to watch a normally cool man curling up on the carpet.

Admittedly, Sylvia was not a compassionate person. But Franklin did treat her well in their four-year marriage.

So she helped him lying on the couch.

Then she pressed her fingers on his stomach to check on him. And he should be doing okay.

He was just too painful from starving and passed out.

What a loser! Couldn't he cook something for himself?

And he would rather pass out?

How could he be so picky?

Sylvia washed her hands and was about to make spaghetti for him in the kitchen.

It was done ten minutes later.

She then walked over to the couch with a plate in her hand and bent to pat his face, "Wake up. Hey, wake up."

There was no response from him whose eyes were tightly closed. Sylvia started to pinch his hand. He had to eat.

Or his stomach ache would get worse.

later, Franklin slowly opened his eyes and met

his eyes because of the smell coming from the

"You cooked this?"

of his foot, "Just

it was impossible to get that

cold and impassive woman,

and walked towards the dining table

him when that bite

a slight change of expression

gotten used to everything about her, including her cooking and her

remembered the smell of the

to wash it and then

and turned and couldn't fall asleep on the

getting darker and his

the dead

always been a

Sylvia was lying on her side on

along so

Sylvia could still tell it was

was he doing here in her room in the middle

recalled that she did

president's suite that only Franklin

only

sweet baby without the usual

at her. Sylvia breathed evenly in sleep and he couldn't help but kiss her lips in

tender with a soothing

kissed harder as if it had been ages since

felt the familiar breaths

for so long just to

him away. But

Again!

Why the virus went

was special about

heart palpitations for almost

she agreed to divorce

was too naive to

virus may have spread in her body when

now had sped up

Sylvia felt terrible.

something was wrong with her. So

with a breathtaking

said in

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it anymore. He tore her clothes apart, touching her body that he hadn't been touching and kissing her. Making love with his lady and

the soft bed. Sylvia's thick eyelashes moved bit by bit as if

moment later, she put down her arm and reopened

was a sore and ache all over her body from last night. Franklin's large hand was around

hated herself for her

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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