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.

opened his eyes

because of the smell coming from

"You cooked this?"

of

get that sweet Sylvia back

and impassive woman, he

he still held himself up and walked towards the

all over him

slight change of

had gotten used to everything about her, including her cooking

remembered the smell of the skin care products she had been

wash it and then took another two capsules of

and

darker and

dead of

always been a

her bedroom door quietly while Sylvia was lying on her

crept along so

Sylvia could still tell it was Franklin from his

doing here in her room

that she did lock the

was the president's suite that only Franklin could

only one

like a sweet

kept staring at her. Sylvia breathed evenly in sleep and he

tender with a soothing smell

if it had been ages

felt the familiar

at her for so long just to

push him away. But suddenly a familiar feeling

Again!

had been four years! Why the virus went crazy every time she was with

special

hadn't had heart palpitations for

was why she agreed to divorce

too naive to underestimate

her body when she kissed

kiss just now

Sylvia felt terrible.

noticed that something was wrong with her.

with

wake up?" He said

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resist 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 watching her moaning under him satisfied him

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

she put down her

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

for

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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