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

at him expressionlessly. He wished that Logan,

Logan usually act as a president in his own company to manage his

to

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

out, and served Sylvia a plate of spaghetti in

he thoughtfully handed the knife and fork to

She took it resignedly.

there no way to

“Thank you," Sylvia said.

at her. He

She didn’t reply.

against the virus for so long, and

men

a

up the atmosphere, but then gave up the idea as he saw she was

really had

three of them had dinner

was time for him to go to his

realize maybe Logan and Sylvia were not in

stay with another man, right? Franklin was puzzled about

noticed Sylvia who walked in front

She felt so painful.

pain was too

weakly and almost fell

she subconsciously stretch out her arms

made Franklin's Adam's

skin overwhelmed

“Sylvia......"

wanted him to let

could endure the

the man could not suppress

carried her in his

her eyes in despair as it seemed that she could

morning, Franklin slowly opened his eyes, and the images

he had rarely

slept through

downstairs. A maid came over, holding a

please

wandered downstairs with a lollipop in his

it?" Franklin looked at Logan

wanted to say "my boss", but he

exposed Sylvia's

up, he was pleased that

Group

the president's officeFranklin

sleep last night and the suit prepared by Sylvia, Franklin was in a

did not get angry, even when a

the secretary to print

was at a loss and went to her

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