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.

minutes later, Franklin slowly opened his eyes

his eyes because of the smell coming from the

"You cooked this?"

instep of his foot,

impossible to get that sweet Sylvia

and impassive woman, he felt

still held himself up and walked towards the

over him when that

a slight change of

used to

the skin care products she had

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

turned and couldn't fall asleep

darker and his desire for her was

dead of the

been

quietly while Sylvia was lying

along

could still tell it was

he doing here in her

she

president's suite that only Franklin could live, so he could unlock it

There was only one

a sweet baby

bent over and kept staring at her. Sylvia breathed evenly in sleep and he couldn't help

tender with a soothing

slowly kissed harder as if it had been ages

the familiar breaths

for

But suddenly a

Again!

virus

was special

palpitations for

she agreed

too naive to underestimate

spread in her body

the kiss just now had

Sylvia felt terrible.

was wrong with her. So he stopped kissing

opened her eyes with a

up?" He said in

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that he hadn't been touching and kissing her. Making love

dazzling sunlight 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 her arm to cover

put down her arm

body from last night. Franklin's large hand was around her waist. She angrily grabbed it up and tossed it to

herself for her poor

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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