After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

When Sylvia reached out her hand, suddenly, Franklin hissed.

Blood oozed from a wound on his hand, dripping to the chopping board.

Subconsciously, Sylvia seized his hand and said to Jasper, "Mr. Howlett, please get the first-aid kit. Thanks."

Jasper was shocked. He trotted to look for the first-aid kit immediately. When he turned around, he saw Sylvia dragging Franklin out of the kitchen and walking toward him.

Jasper hurriedly opened the first-aid kid and found the bandaid.

Sylvia shook her head. “I need some iodine and gauze. His wound is too big."

Jasper found them for her.

Sylvia sterilized Franklin's hand.

Jasper looked over and saw an inch-long wound. It looked deep as well.

“Mr. Maskelyne, why are you so ruthless to yourself? It's your own hand, isn't it?"

“Think your fingers are beef?" Sylvia snapped while bandaging his wound. "Avoid water."

Then she stood up sternly and glared at Franklin.

No matter how elegant he looked when cutting, he was good for nothing in the kitchen.

Franklin only sat on the sofa in silence. Gazing at her, he dared not blink like she would run away if he did so.

Sylvia disliked this kind of feeling. She felt like prey targeted by a hunter and had nowhere to run.

and entered the kitchen. Then

turned around, she missed the

watched them and didn't utter

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purpose? I'm impressed by your trick to win

the third wheel, so he

the kitchen, Sylvia cooked four dishes and a soup, including the beef, prawn,

ask Franklin to help serve the dishes and lay the table. However, thinking of his wounded hand, she poked out her head to call Jasper. However, only

"Where is Mr. Howlett?"

had an

is ready." Sylvia took off the apron

unhappy as she looked for Jasper right after finishing cooking. "Why did you

serve the table.” Sylvia put down two

darting at her and thinking, "Why didn't she

for him. It was not bad to be wounded, was

filled two bowls with soup and served the

of beef

hungry stomach and delighted him from the inside out. Finally, his empty stomach

felt like a drug addict getting relieved after taking the antidote. Sylvia's dishes were his antidote saving him from starvation and making him live

dishes and a soup. Even if Sylvia had prepared him a piece of toast, he would think

that he was indeed sick.

finished all dishes,

full stomach brought

watched Sylvia clean the table. Suddenly, he

at him while nodding. "Yes, I have.” Sometimes Logan and his men begged her to cook for them, or she was delighted because of receiving many gifts. Then she

words sent Franklin into a rage, but Sylvia overlooked his