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

into his eyes because of the smell coming from the

"You cooked this?"

instep of his

to get that sweet Sylvia

cold and

held himself up and walked towards the dining table

him when that bite reached

slight change of expression on

four years and Franklin had gotten used to everything

remembered the smell of the skin care

finished the plate. He stood up to wash it

and couldn't fall asleep

darker and his

the dead

always been a light

while Sylvia was lying on her side

crept along so

Sylvia could still tell it was Franklin from

doing here in her room in the

recalled that she

only Franklin could live, so he could unlock

There was only one night light

a sweet baby

breathed evenly in sleep and he couldn't

tender with a

as if it

felt the familiar breaths

at her for so long just to

push him away. But suddenly a

Again!

the virus went

was special

hadn't had heart palpitations

was why she agreed to

naive to underestimate what the virus

her body when she kissed Franklin at the

now had sped

Sylvia felt terrible.

was wrong with her. So he stopped

with a breathtaking and

wake up?" He said in a hoarse

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

gauzy curtain down the soft bed. Sylvia's thick eyelashes moved bit by bit as

later, she put down her arm

Franklin's large hand was around her waist. She angrily grabbed it up and tossed it to

hated herself for her poor

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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