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.

no matter how aloofly Sylvia acted, she might

much better at this

rose before his

and warmed, one's sexual desires will come up. Franklin stared at her tender skin in a black nightdress, which popped up her smooth skin. And every man would

Just like right now

breast and he just

his staring and looked up right at his aggressive and sexual eyes glaring

four-year marring with him, so she frowned. "Franklin,

threw down the knife and fork and held her on

the couch and

struggle. What happened last night was an accident and she couldn't let it

him. How could she have sex

It got sexier.

face got

was

that she couldn't resist it when that man was

were someone else,

to access chapters

to fight against the virus inside her even if

held her waist tightly and kissed her

enough time left for a couple of sex rounds

lovemaking was back again

bathroom, helped her clean up, and then put

Sylvia who was lying on his chest, he held her closer to him with his hand around her

sex was too intense so she had fallen

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

the hair away from her dainty face, staring at her lovingly with one hand

that she looked like an angel falling from heaven. His habitually knitted eyebrows started to spread somehow. Everything around them was just right at the sight of her sweet face. One

and forth with his finger, and once again he felt

breath and pulled his hand back. Then he lay down by her, holding her

later when they

it

eyes with subtle tenderness in them

between them was extremely embarrassing. Franklin then put his hand

again in

slowly closed her eyes with his breaths

But Sylvia looked like she just had had sex with him

her body wanted him so

she

the virus went rogue she would even ask him to

Damn it!

raining outside

frowned a little, “Would the rain affect your

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

"Okay." Sylvia nodded.

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