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

some glow came into his eyes because of the smell coming from

"You cooked this?"

the instep of

get that sweet Sylvia back

cold and impassive

walked towards the dining

content was all over him when that bite reached his

of expression

had gotten used to everything about her,

the smell of the skin care products she

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

he just tossed and turned and couldn't

darker and his

dead of the

always been a light

while Sylvia

along

tell it

was he doing here in her room in

recalled that she did

that only Franklin could

only one night light on, which lit her

sweet

sleep and he couldn't help but kiss her lips

tender with a soothing smell

kissed harder as if it had been ages since

then felt the familiar

for so long just

him away. But

Again!

years! Why the virus went crazy every time she was

special about

heart palpitations for almost

she agreed to divorce

to underestimate what the virus

in her body

kiss just now had sped up the

Sylvia felt terrible.

something was wrong with her. So he stopped kissing and looked

with a breathtaking and rosy

up?" He said in a hoarse

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been touching and

fell through the gauzy curtain down the soft bed. Sylvia's thick eyelashes moved bit by bit as if they were crying out against the glaring sunlight. She then slowly raised

later, she put down her arm and reopened her

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

for

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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