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.

Franklin slowly opened his eyes and met hers; he hummed

glow came into his eyes because of

"You cooked this?"

of his foot, "Just

get that sweet Sylvia back his

and impassive

held himself up and walked towards the dining table at the thought of her

was all over him when that bite reached his

change of

gotten used to everything about her, including her cooking and

of the skin care products

plate. He stood up to wash it and then

and turned and couldn't fall asleep

was getting darker and his desire for her was

dead of

been

quietly while Sylvia was lying

crept along

could still tell it was

in her room in

she did lock

only Franklin could live, so

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

like a sweet baby without the

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

still tender with a soothing smell

as if it

felt the familiar

stared at her for so long just to kiss

about to push him away. But

Again!

virus went crazy every

was special about

hadn't had heart palpitations for

why she agreed

to underestimate what

her body when she kissed Franklin

now had sped

Sylvia felt terrible.

her. So he stopped

with a breathtaking and

wake up?" He said in a

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

bit as if they were crying out against the glaring sunlight. She then slowly raised her arm to cover

she put down her

body from last night. Franklin's large hand was around her

for

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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