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.

opened his eyes and

glow came into his eyes because of the smell

"You cooked this?"

the instep of his foot,

was impossible to get that sweet

and impassive woman,

still held himself up and walked towards the dining table

inexplicable content was all over him when that bite reached

change of expression on his perfectly handsome

gotten used

remembered the smell of the skin care

to wash it and then took another two capsules

and turned and

getting darker and

dead

had always been

her bedroom door quietly while Sylvia was lying on her side on the

crept along so

could still tell it was Franklin

in her room

that she did lock the

only Franklin could live,

peacefully. There was only one night light on, which lit her face like a looming

looked like a sweet

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

with a soothing

as if it had been ages since he did

the familiar

Franklin stared at her for so

But suddenly a familiar feeling

Again!

the virus went crazy every time she was

special

had heart palpitations for almost a

why she

was too naive to underestimate what the

spread in her body when

now had sped up the

Sylvia felt terrible.

something was wrong with her. So he stopped kissing and

her eyes with

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it anymore. He tore her clothes apart, touching her body that he hadn't been touching and kissing her. Making love with his lady

Sylvia's thick eyelashes moved bit by bit as if they were crying out against the glaring sunlight. She then slowly raised her arm

put down her arm and reopened

last night. Franklin's large hand was around her

hated herself for

Damn you, virus!

Fuck!

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