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.

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she missed the smile

them and didn't utter

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

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 Franklin was sitting

"Where is Mr. Howlett?"

an urgency

the apron and served

as she looked for Jasper right after

Sylvia put down two

room, darting at her and thinking, "Why didn't she ask me to serve the

she felt sorry for him. It was not

filled two bowls with soup and served the rest dishes before sitting

a piece of beef

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

after taking the antidote. Sylvia's dishes were his antidote saving him from starvation and making him

to mention the four dishes and a soup. Even if Sylvia had

that he was indeed sick. And only Sylvia could help

indeed starved. He had two tacos, finished all

stomach brought him satisfaction

watched Sylvia clean the table. Suddenly, he asked, "Have you ever cooked

her to cook for them,

a rage,