After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

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."

were like

looked into his eyes boldly. However, the familiar heat surged

eagle-sharp, glittering with coldness and some unfathomable

Sylvia was running out of

leaving or

against Franklin

to each other now. Sylvia was afraid the virus would make her lose control and do

to find him walking into a doctor's office at the

minutes had passed, but he was

was anxious, wondering what

walked out. Seeing Tiffany circling anxiously, she was taken aback and asked, "Excuse me, Ma'am. What

whose office this

reminded her kindly, "If

beamed at her. "Thank

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

She didn't think she needed to ask a

sprung on her

Sylvia. He had stayed in the female doctor's office for a long time but didn't leave. Hesitantly, Tiffany reached out her hand with polished fingers and knocked on the

the door was pulled

were straightened, Tiffany finally felt relieved. It seemed nothing had happened

surprised, she asked, "Franklin? Why are you also

replied with a

as Tiffany had

in 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 she didn't smell anything weird. However, when she saw

lips were juicy and pink, and her

long hair was coiled up, revealing her slender finger. She emanated pressure and aggressiveness

looked at her calmly, and her gaze made

Dr. Sylvia to be

jealous of Dr. Sylvia

Other doctors will answer your questions,” Sylvia answered