After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 141

Sylvia had nothing to say.

It was none of her business.

She got off the car and stood there.

Now, what she was supposed to do was to go home, take a shower and have a nice sleep.

It was so exhausting to be the general director. She was tired. Franklin, appearing to be miserable, clutched his stomach. He slowly approached Sylvia. It was so close that his face almost touched hers. Sylvia took a step back, "If your stomach aches, take some pills.”

A sense of outrage oozed from Franklin. There was something intimidating in his dark eyes.

He had faked a pitiful look. Why didn't she show any sympathy toward him?

He could not help feeling frustrated.

Jasper was wordless. “Mr. Maskelyne, you don't look pitiful at all. You are scary.

After a while, Sylvia looked back at him calmly, “Don't be so childish, Franklin." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Her cold voice was devoid of sympathy, which fanned the flames of anger inside Franklin.

“What a merciless woman.

“You think I can't live without you? Sylvia, for the sake of the old feelings, can't you make some pasta for me? I don't ask for much, just a plate of pasta.”

Franklin raised his hands. His long, slender fingers caressed her face boldly, "Or do I have to resort to other measures to make you stay?" Sylvia wanted to avoid his touch, but it was too late.

His large and firm hand had gripped her wrist and dragged her towards the house...

Sylvia frowned. “What's he angry with?"

Franklin kicked the door open.

The atmosphere in the living room almost froze, making everyone in this room stressed.

It was like a huge cage made of ice.

And Sylvia was in the middle of it.

She watched the man, whose eyes were as sharp as blades dipped in extreme coldness. A mere glance would carve her skin open and leave her flesh bare in the piercing coldness.

Rock, who was watering the flowers, came to the living room as he heard some noise.

and saw the two people confronting each other, he immediately put down his kettle and welcomed, "Mrs. Maskelyne, you

incapable of

what a

of her in

suppress the urge to correct

didn't have dinner

them, felt the atmosphere was a

it was stiff, and looked into Rock's caring eyes, "Rock, you didn't

apparent that he

have not. I miss your cooking

had no other choice but

been nice to

were mean to her, she would

was not going to do anything that would harm Rock. Franklin leaned on the couch leisurely. There were women out there more docile and lovely than Sylvia, but he was attracted by her alone, like

black shirt inside were open, revealing his

where he was sitting, he could perfectly see what Sylvia was

to catch even the

a bit uncomfortable. She had agreed to make dinner,

hovering around her. Suddenly, he

He stared at her.

thin lips curled into a faint smile, "Let me help

sleeves and showed

washing the vegetables, the firm muscles visibly shifted and

beautiful face. She was putting

made two

and stared

His deep voice resounded through the kitchen. Sylvia looked up and noticed how his face got more enchanting under the light

it's too much? It's getting

hungry." His voice was so bland that it

Sylvia made another egg.

that the pasta was almost done, she put the sauce

two plates of pasta were ready, one of

eggs, he could not help cracking a smile. Mrs. Maskelyne was so partial, wasn't

she was willing to reconcile with Master Franklin? He

deeply believed that

should go,"

Sylvia struggled to get out. She raised another hand high, mustered all her strength, and

her easily and looked at her with irresistible force, “You will hurt both of us if you are going

proud eyes rested on her. The corner of his mouth curved up

of warning in his

back

clear and bright. Awoman like her,

over his restless heart, pulled her into his chest and went upstairs while holding

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255