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

his eyes because of the smell coming

"You cooked this?"

the instep of his foot,

thought it was impossible to get that sweet Sylvia back

cold and impassive woman, he

walked towards the dining table at

content was all over him when

change of expression

used to everything about her, including

of the skin care products she had been

to wash

and couldn't fall asleep on

and his

dead

had always been a light

her bedroom door quietly while Sylvia was lying

along

tell it

in her room in

she did lock the

that only Franklin could live,

bed, watching her sleep peacefully. There was only one night light

sweet baby without

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

tender with a soothing

harder as if it had been ages since he

felt the familiar

Franklin stared at her for so long just

to push him away. But

Again!

had been four years! Why the virus went crazy every time she

special about

had heart palpitations

was why she agreed to divorce

she was too naive to underestimate what the

may have spread in her body when she kissed Franklin

kiss just now had

Sylvia felt terrible.

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

eyes with a breathtaking

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and kissing her. Making love with his lady and watching her moaning

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

moment later, she put down her arm

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

hated herself for her

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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