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.

he himself hadn't gotten used to the divorce, so no matter how aloofly Sylvia acted, she might feel the same way

got much better

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Just like right now

and he just

and looked up right at his aggressive and sexual eyes glaring

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

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couch and pressed her with his strong

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back again

bathroom, helped her clean up,

was lying on his chest, he held her closer to him with

sex was too intense so she had fallen

a slight smell coming from her who had just showered. And she slept heavily with

the hair

somehow. Everything around them was just right at the sight of her sweet

back and forth with his finger, and once again

hand back. Then he lay down by

was two hours later when

at a loss for words as it

opened his eyes with subtle tenderness in them as he sensed

them was extremely embarrassing. Franklin then put his hand behind

kissed her again in an erotic

slowly closed her eyes with his breaths

was a short kiss. But Sylvia looked like she just had had

admitted that her body wanted

she would respond with obedience when

when the virus went rogue she would even ask him

Damn it!

raining

“Would the

up, "I'll find out later at the meeting. Now, get up. We should

"Okay." Sylvia nodded.

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