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.

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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.

each other, he immediately put

incapable

Maskelyne, what a familiar

standing in front of her in an

to suppress the urge to correct her

you. He didn't

between them, felt the atmosphere was a

was stiff, and looked into Rock's caring eyes,

side. It was apparent that he was determined to keep Mrs.

I have not. I miss your

choice but to head to

been nice to

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

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

buttons of his black shirt inside were open, revealing his throat and collarbone and his

he was sitting, he could perfectly see what Sylvia

to catch even the slightest change

a bit uncomfortable. She had agreed to make dinner, what more did

he

He stared at her.

curled into a

sleeves and showed his arms, which

the firm muscles

beautiful face. She was putting all her heart

made

slowed down and stared at

Sylvia looked up and noticed how

it's too much? It's getting

so bland that it seemed no emotion

Sylvia made another egg.

the pasta was almost done, she

two plates of pasta were ready,

the plate with two eggs, he could not

with

believed that Franklin must have died of hunger in his former

go," said

to get out. She raised another hand

“You will hurt both of us

of his mouth curved up slightly, "Are you really

a trace of warning

back at

Awoman like her, insanely enticing, stirred his heart by merely standing

regained control over his restless heart, pulled her into his

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