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 hers; he

came into his eyes because of the

"You cooked this?"

the instep of

was impossible to get that sweet

and impassive

towards the

over him when that bite

was a slight change of expression on his perfectly handsome

had gotten used

the smell of the skin care products she had been

up to wash it and then took another two

just tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep on the

was getting darker and his desire for

the dead of

had always been a light

quietly while Sylvia was

crept along

Sylvia could still tell it

doing here in her room in the middle of the

that she did

the president's suite that only Franklin could

peacefully. There was only one night light on, which

like a sweet

evenly in sleep and he couldn't help but kiss her

was still tender with a soothing smell

as if it had

the familiar breaths of

for

was about to push him away. But suddenly a

Again!

the virus went crazy

was special about

hadn't had heart palpitations

was why she agreed to divorce

to

virus may have spread in her body when she

just now had sped up

Sylvia felt terrible.

with her. So he stopped kissing and looked

with

said in

Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

touching her body that he hadn't been touching and kissing her. Making love with his lady and watching her moaning under him satisfied

moved bit by bit as if they were crying out against the glaring sunlight. She then slowly

she put down her arm and

night. Franklin's large hand was around her waist.

hated herself for her

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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