Noticing her confused look, Franklin explained again, "I meant Tiffany Evans."

"Oh. What does it have to do with me?" Sylvia darted at him, still confused about his point. Then she decided to send him away. "I'm exhausted. I need a rest."

She had remodeled her office, so there was a lounge inside.

As she spoke, she walked toward the lounge, ignoring Franklin. However, as soon as she finished speaking, tensions grew in the office. With a stern look, Franklin noticed Sylvia's aloofness, feeling uncontrollably irritated.

When they got up earlier this morning, they were like before. They had breakfast together, and then he sent her to work.

The air in the office seemed to freeze.

Before Sylvia was about to close the lounge door, suddenly, a big hand reached in to press the door. Franklin forcibly broke into the room.

In fact, he had no idea what he was doing. All he wanted was to make Sylvia as gentle and adorable as before.

He disliked the way how she was treating him at this moment.

A trace of disgust flashed through Sylvia's eyes. If it weren't for the virus, she would have never had anything to do with Franklin again. She sucked in her breath, staring at him icily. "Mr. Maskelyne, I'm too exhausted. I need a rest."

“Let me accompany you." Franklin scooped her up. Sylvia struggled and raised her head, looking into his charming eyes.

Franklin was born with a strong aura, which could make others feel stressed.

However, Sylvia was an exception.

“I don't want you to accompany me." She stared at him indifferently. The next second, Franklin bowed his head. His cold lips captured hers. "Are you sure?" he muttered mellowly.

His voice was seductive. "Are you sure you don't want me to be here?" When he kissed her, her pupils constricted instantly.

Her eyes glittered, and she inwardly reminded herself to win against the virus.

When Franklin stared at her with lust and desire in his eyes, Sylvia pressed his chest, gritted her teeth, and said, "Franklin, I hope we'll not keep in touch. I want a peaceful life."

gazed at her intensely, and his eyes were

the familiar heat surged in her body,

eagle-sharp, glittering with

by. Sylvia was running

leaving

good at fighting, she couldn't win against Franklin once the virus

now. Sylvia was afraid the virus would make her lose control and do something horrible to Franklin that could make her

walking into a

passed, but

anxious, wondering what

open, and a female doctor walked out. Seeing Tiffany circling anxiously, she was taken aback and

know whose office this is?" Tiffany

so she reminded her kindly, "If you want to ask

beamed at her. "Thank

Sylvia was her grandfather's chief surgeon earlier, wondering why everyone in the hospital behaved

famous Evans family. She didn't think she needed

on

she was anxious. She was curious about the relationship between Franklin and Dr. Sylvia. He had stayed in the

was pulled open from

his outfits were straightened, Tiffany finally felt relieved.

she asked, "Franklin? Why are

Franklin replied with a

was depressed as Tiffany had

the office,

want to ask you about my grandfather's condition." Tiffany walked into the office, her gaze sweeping around the room. The decoration was neat and simple, and

like stars, her lips were juicy and pink, and her skin was fair.

She emanated pressure and aggressiveness in the white gown that wrapped her

looked at her calmly, and her

had never expected Dr. Sylvia to be

Dr. Sylvia

of the operation. Other doctors will answer your questions,” Sylvia answered indifferently. Then she looked over at the

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