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 hummed in a

came into his eyes because of the

"You cooked this?"

of his

get that

and impassive woman, he

walked towards the dining table at

over him when that bite reached his

change of

been four years and Franklin had gotten used to

the skin care products she

up to wash it

turned and couldn't fall asleep

darker and his desire for her

dead of

always been a

while Sylvia was lying on her side on

along so

Sylvia could still tell it was Franklin

here in her room in the middle of the

recalled that she did lock

was the president's suite that only Franklin could live, so

by her bed, watching her sleep peacefully. There was only one night light on, which lit her

looked like a sweet baby

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

with a

harder as if it had been ages since he did

then felt the familiar breaths

for so long just to

to push him away. But suddenly a familiar feeling swept all

Again!

virus went crazy every time she

was special

hadn't had heart palpitations for almost a

she agreed

was too naive to underestimate what

in her body when

kiss just now had sped

Sylvia felt terrible.

wrong with her. So he stopped kissing and looked at

opened her eyes with a breathtaking and

wake up?" He said

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clothes apart, touching her body that he hadn't been touching and

the gauzy curtain down the soft bed. Sylvia's thick eyelashes moved bit by bit as if they were crying out

down her arm and reopened

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

herself for her poor

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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