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.

few minutes later, Franklin slowly opened his eyes

because of

"You cooked this?"

of his foot,

impossible to get that sweet

cold and impassive woman,

himself up and walked towards the dining table at the thought of her

all over him when that bite reached

was a slight change of expression

had gotten used

the skin care products she had been

up to wash it and then took

just tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep on the

and his desire for her

dead of the

always been

while Sylvia was lying on her

crept along

could still tell it was Franklin from

doing here in her room in the middle of the

she did lock

that only Franklin could live, so he

her sleep peacefully. There was only one night light on, which lit her face

like a sweet baby

in sleep and he couldn't help

tender with a soothing smell that

it had

the familiar breaths

for so long just

away. But suddenly

Again!

the virus went crazy every time

was special

palpitations

she agreed to

too naive to underestimate what the virus could

in her body when she kissed Franklin

just now had sped

Sylvia felt terrible.

was wrong with her. So he stopped

eyes with a breathtaking

said

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clothes apart, touching her body that he hadn't been touching and kissing her. Making love with his lady and watching her moaning under him satisfied him in a

eyelashes moved bit by bit as if they

she put down her arm and

large hand was around

hated herself for her

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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