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.

such a

expressionlessly. He wished that Logan, this noisy man, could

president in his own company to manage

reluctant to stay with

he believed Logan had many flaws, not as elegant, smart and

a dish out, and served Sylvia a plate of spaghetti

the knife and fork to

She took it resignedly.

no way to cut ties with

“Thank you," Sylvia said.

looked at her. He disliked the way she deliberately alienated

She didn’t reply.

so long, and she desperately needed to replenish

men said

was a

but then gave up the idea as he

boss really had a hard

them

him to go

Sylvia were not in an intimate relationship as

with another man, right? Franklin was puzzled about the relationship between Logan and

walked in front of him didn't

She felt so painful.

pain was too familiar

walked weakly and almost fell to the

Franklin clasped her waist in time and she

Franklin's Adam's apple

pink skin

“Sylvia......"

him to let go of

could endure

the man could not suppress

he carried her in

in despair as it seemed that she could not

opened his eyes, and the images of Sylvia throwing herself at him came into

he had rarely slept so

even slept

not there. Franklin washed up and went downstairs. A maid came over, holding a new

please

wandered downstairs with a lollipop

it?" Franklin looked at

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

exposed Sylvia's identity!" thought

he was pleased that

Maskelyne Group in the suit

president's officeFranklin was

the suit prepared by Sylvia,

angry, even when a secretary accidentally spilled coffee on

print another one and let

loss and

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