After freshening up, Sylvia checked the time and found that it was already 11 o'clock at noon.

There was a bunch of food freshly added to the fridge.

"l want Tournedos Rossini, Cold Grilled Chicken..." Franklin walked over in a robe, with the collar wide open, and with a looming sight of his pectoral muscles which captured the imagination.

"What? This is a restaurant or something?" Her hands that were getting the apron done paused and felt that she was like his maid.

"I need to keep up the strength of my body, you know, from last night. And also I have a flight at four this afternoon.” Franklin looked down at her with his eyebrows relaxing and said earnestly.

Her face was burning. After all, she was just a 22-year-old girl. It seemed like those in the fridge were all prepared as Franklin asked. She required without a nice attitude, "You, take care of the main dish." It was not new for Franklin because he used to help her in the kitchen when he had time back at home when they were still married.

Sylvia took a look at him and shoved the potatoes in his hand, "Here." The side of his face was still gorgeous when he was peeling the potato. A few glances at him would make one fascinated.

Even his peeling a potato was like making a sculpture.

God really loved him.

Sylvia glanced at him and then moved on to other ingredients.

One hour later.

The dishes Franklin ordered before were all on the dining table. He took the liberty to bring out the main dish, knives, and forks before Sylvia asked.

They then sat down.

Franklin smiled as he really enjoyed such a moment of peace.

But he could only get this feeling when he was with her, and not anyone else.

He decently put a slice of mutton into his mouth and chewed contentedly, "Yum!"

Sylvia stopped him when he was about to eat a third plate of mutton. "As a doctor, I should warn you that binge eating would hurt your stomach.”

"Are you worried about me?" Franklin stared at her and his gaze fell on somewhere else of her body.

He was full obviously but he couldn't stop eating.

Weren't bosses all strict about how much they ate? Like a small plate of steak?

Why couldn't this boss in front of her stop eating? He almost ate them all on the table.

He deserved that stomach ache!

Sylvia never saw him like this when they were still married.

“I'm a doctor. It's my job." Sylvia looked down and moved on to her dish.

gotten used to the divorce, so no matter how aloofly Sylvia acted,

better

rose before

popped up her smooth skin. And every man would kill to have sex with her. His mouth would dry when his

Just like right now

her breast and he just wanted to strip

sensed his staring and looked up right at

be more familiar with this look after a four-year marring with him, so she frowned. "Franklin, what you

he threw down the knife and

couch and pressed her with his

struggle. What happened last night was an accident and

a clean break with him. How could

It got sexier.

Sylvia's face got

was

that she couldn't resist it when that man was

were someone else, she would

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virus inside her even if

waist tightly and kissed

left for a

intense lovemaking was back

her clean up, and then put her on the

chest, he held her closer to him with

intense so she

a slight smell coming from her who had just

and then brushed the hair away

Everything around them was just right

finger, and once again he felt her tender and smooth

and pulled his hand back. Then he lay

was two hours later when they woke

it was the second embarrassing moment within a

his eyes with subtle tenderness in them as he sensed her

eye contact between them was extremely embarrassing. Franklin then put

again

closed her eyes with his breaths pervading

Sylvia looked like she just had

that her body wanted him so

wouldn't be able to resist but she would respond with

she would even ask him to do her harder with a

Damn it!

raining

frowned a little, “Would the rain

hands, trying to warm them up, "I'll find out later at the meeting. Now, get up. We should

"Okay." Sylvia nodded.

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