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 and met

came into his eyes because of

"You cooked this?"

of his

to get

this cold and

he still held himself up and walked towards the dining

inexplicable content was all over him when that bite

of

been four years and Franklin had gotten used to everything about her, including her

smell of the skin care products she

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

and couldn't fall asleep

and his desire

the dead of the

been a

while Sylvia was lying

crept along

could still tell it

was he doing here in her room

that she

Franklin could live, so he could

watching her sleep peacefully. There was only one night

a sweet

Sylvia breathed evenly in sleep

still tender with a soothing smell

as if it had been ages since he did

felt the

her for so long just to kiss

was about to push him away. But

Again!

Why the virus

special

palpitations for almost

why she agreed

naive to underestimate what the

virus may have spread in her body when

now had sped

Sylvia felt terrible.

something was wrong with her. So he

slowly opened her eyes with

He said in a hoarse

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and kissing her. Making love with his lady and watching her moaning under him satisfied him in a

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

put down her arm and

hand was around her

herself for

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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