It was so obvious to know what Logan thought. He must think she had sex with Franklin.

Franklin turned gloomy while he saw Logan tagging along with Sylvia. The air seemed to be frozen.

It was in somewhat embarrassment.

Sylvia peeked at Franklin. Her pale lip turned pink, resembling the bloom of flowers. "What are you angry about? Aren't you hungry? Come over to help," she said.

Then Logan saw, Franklin, the imposing and cold man, following Sylvia to help her in the kitchen.

It looked very funny.

"Don't be smug, Logan. Come over to help if you wanna eat." She walked to the kitchen door, and found Logan was gloating while she looked back.

"OK." Logan ran over to the kitchen. As long as she was okay, he could do anything.

He was in a good mood at that moment.

She looked at the food in the refrigerator, and then suggested, "Let's make bacon spaghetti. It's delicious and easy to cook."

"Okay." Franklin agreed. An expectant look flashed across his cold face.

He enjoyed cooking with her, because it would bring warmth to his heart, just like when he changed the sheet with her.

However, Logan, the third wheel, was an eyesore!

He glared at Logan and wondered why this fool stood here to ruin their moment. Did Logan do better in washing or cutting than him?

Logan was now dicing bacon.

As he rarely did chores, and even hardly went to kitchen, he couldn't cut well. Some dices were big and some were small, which looked unappetizing.

Franklin believed the spaghetti with the bacon diced by Logan must be tasteless.

Franklin started to dice potato.

He sneered at Logan then showed his evenly sized diced potatoes.

It pissed Logan off.

Why did Franklin could cut the ingredients so much better than him? Logan, however, decided to hold back his anger for now, considering that Franklin could ease Sylvia's pain resulting from the virus.

Sylvia ignored the two men against each otherShe was busy with mixing sauce.

Bacon spaghetti was easy to do, but it would be better to make another two dishes.

Then she made pumpkin soup and steak pizzaiolla.

When she was done, the spaghetti was cooked properly.

Then she put dices of bacon and potatoes over the spaghetti.

The smell of the spaghetti made Logan salivate.

you're such a

wished that Logan, this noisy

did Logan usually act as a president in his own company to manage his subordinates? He was so meek and submissive in front of

reluctant to

had many flaws, not as elegant, smart and handsome as

Sylvia a plate of spaghetti in

thoughtfully handed the knife and

She took it resignedly.

way to cut ties with

“Thank you," Sylvia said.

Franklin frowned and looked at her. He disliked the

She didn’t reply.

so long, and she desperately needed to

men said

a

about to say something to liven up the atmosphere, but then gave up the idea as he saw she

had

three of them had dinner in

him to go to his own room

Sylvia were not in an intimate

was willing to have his lover stay with another man, right? Franklin was puzzled

noticed Sylvia who walked in front of him

She felt so painful.

was too familiar to

weakly and almost fell to the

Franklin clasped her waist in time and she subconsciously stretch out her arms to hold

Franklin's

skin overwhelmed

“Sylvia......"

She wanted him to let

could endure

man could

carried her

closed her eyes in despair as it seemed that she could not leave

morning, Franklin slowly opened his eyes, and the images

had

even slept through

washed up and went downstairs. A maid came over,

Maskelyne, please

wandered downstairs with a

prepare it?" Franklin looked

it." Logan wanted to say "my boss", but he

exposed Sylvia's identity!"

was pleased that

Group

the president's officeFranklin was

night and the suit prepared by

angry, even when a secretary accidentally spilled coffee

asked the secretary to print another one and let

at a loss and went to her

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