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.

two people confronting each other, he immediately put down his

was incapable

what a

front of her in an

the urge to correct

nice to you. He didn't have dinner either. Make some pasta,

the tension between them, felt the atmosphere was a

though it was stiff, and looked

Franklin's side. It was apparent that he was determined to

not. I miss your cooking so

but to head to the

had been nice to

were nice to her, she repaid their kindness, and when others were mean to her, she would treat

Rock. Franklin leaned on the couch leisurely. There were women out there more docile and lovely than Sylvia, but he was attracted

black shirt inside were open, revealing his throat and collarbone

he was sitting, he could perfectly

eyes rested boldly on her, trying to catch even the slightest change

sharp and dangerous that Sylvia felt a bit uncomfortable. She had

stiffened with his attention hovering around her. Suddenly, he stood up, took

He stared at her.

into a faint

rolled up his sleeves and showed his arms, which were firm and

he was washing the vegetables, the

saw her beautiful face. She was putting all her

even made

down and stared at her

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

too much? It's getting

so bland that it seemed no emotion was

Sylvia made another egg.

the pasta was almost done, she

two plates of pasta were ready,

plate with two eggs, he could not help cracking

it suggest that she was willing to reconcile with

deeply believed that Franklin must have

go,"

led her upstairs, "Time to sleep." Sylvia struggled to get out.

with irresistible force, “You will hurt both of us if you are

The corner of his mouth curved up slightly, "Are you really going to test

of warning in

back at

eyes were so clear and bright. Awoman like her, insanely enticing, stirred his heart

pulled her into his

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