After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 107

Sylvia took a deep breath, feeling helpless.

She feared nothing but claustrophobic spaces.

When she was in a claustrophobic space, the virus could flare up as her immune system was weakened by her fear.

So she was vulnerable to the virus and even regarded Franklin as a savior, passing out straight away.

Now all of them knew her weakness.

This virus was such an encumbrance!

Sylvia was too weak to grumble.

"I..." She blinked her pretty eyes and her throat was too dry to make any voice.

"Would you like some water?" Logan walked quickly to the water fountain and passed her a glass of warm water. "Have some water for your throat."

“Thank you." Sylvia took it and sipped at the glass. Her throat got better.

"Miss Andrews, are you feeling better?" Seeing this, Paul hurriedly put a pillow behind Sylvia's waist and helped her sit up.

Sylvia nodded in good spirits, but her face was still a bit pale.

“I'm feeling better."

Franklin was sullen, sitting by and despising their ingratiating behavior. What he had planned to do was all preempted by these two eyesores. Damn!

He gritted his back teeth and suppressed the urge to beat them.

"Are you hungry? Ask Jasper to prepare some porridge,” Franklin's hoarse voice rang out.

"Do you want to eat fruit? I brought a fruit basket." Paul snorted defiantly.

you tired? Do you want me to give you

Now listen to me." Sylvia had a bit of a

was immediately

her cool as usual. "Paul, how did you

Paul

still your informant, right?" Sylvia

embarrassed to be exposed in front

hope your cooperation stop from now on." Sylvia said coldly, and then

called you and he answered it," Logan

now, please go out." Sylvia was a

a normal elevator

that it was

to clear her mind and

as she was driving him away again. What he most

and stronger than both Logan and Paul! Romeo glanced at Sylvia and then at his own brother, tugging on his sleeve and persuading reluctantly.

at the other two.

at her in the hospital bed.

know what

wouldn't believe it even

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

to kick him out

walked towards the door. He locked the door from inside

Sylvia glared at him.

did he become so cheeky

aloof and elegant man

ever, a faint livid tinge under his eyelids from insomnia making him a

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looked at him. It was indifferent and distant. Her small

his rough palm wrapping her hand tightly, just as it did in the elevator ... Somehow,

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