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

some glow came into his eyes because of the smell

"You cooked this?"

of

get

at this cold and impassive woman, he felt

up and walked towards the dining table at the

over him when that bite reached

was a slight change of expression on

had been four years and Franklin had gotten used to everything

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

up to wash it and then

just tossed and turned and couldn't

was getting darker and his desire for her

the dead of the

always been

door quietly while Sylvia was lying on her side

crept along so

still tell it

here in her room in

that she did lock

Franklin could

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

a sweet baby

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

with a soothing

it had been

then felt the familiar

Franklin stared at her for so long

But suddenly a familiar feeling swept all

Again!

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

was special

had heart palpitations for

she agreed to

naive to underestimate what

body when

kiss just now had sped up the

Sylvia felt terrible.

her. So he

slowly opened her eyes with

He said in a

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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

eyelashes moved bit by bit as if they were crying out against

down her arm

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

for her

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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