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.

his eyes and met hers;

because of

"You cooked this?"

of his foot,

thought it was impossible to get that

at this cold and

he still held himself up and walked towards the dining table at the thought of

him when that bite reached

of expression on

used to everything about

even remembered the smell of the skin care products she had been

the plate. He stood up to wash it and then took another two

tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep on

darker and his desire

dead of the

had always been a light

while Sylvia was lying on her

along

could still tell it

her room in the middle of

recalled that she

Franklin could

by her bed, watching her sleep peacefully. There was only one night light on, which lit her face like

a sweet baby without the

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

tender with a soothing smell

kissed harder as if it had been

felt the familiar breaths

at her for so long just

about to push him away. But suddenly a familiar feeling swept

Again!

Why the virus went crazy

was special about

heart palpitations

why she agreed to divorce

naive to underestimate what the virus could

her body when she kissed

now had sped

Sylvia felt terrible.

that something was wrong with her. So he stopped kissing

opened her eyes with a breathtaking

up?" He said

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touching and kissing her. Making love with his lady and watching

fell through the gauzy curtain down the soft bed. Sylvia's thick eyelashes moved bit by bit as if they were crying out

moment later, she put down

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

hated herself for her

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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