After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Sylvia said impatiently, “That's your attitude for inviting me?"

"Mr. Wilson has many ways to make it if you refuse." Otto hung up the phone after saying such words.

As the screen was locked, Sylvia put away the phone.

Why did Clark and Otto have such a good relationship? And Clark even invited the Andrews for dinner.

It was so weird.

As she was thinking about it, Valid sent her a message.

"Boss, it's a capital injection from Wilson Group."

That explained a lot.

A faint sneer flashed in her eyes. And she said, "Keep tabs on them and update anytime."

"Yes, sir."

"Don't be sad."

Suddenly, there was a masculine voice in her ear.

Then her cold hand was covered by a warm palm.

Sylvia lost her words.

What did that mean?

In a surprise, she raised her eyes and saw that Franklin was looking at her. His enigmatic eyes showed too much love and desire for possessiveness.

"Don't be sad for what?" Sylvia tried pulling away her hand.

However, she then gave up because Franklin just gripped it.

“I will take good care of you. Don't worry. They are trivial."

The light of the sunset's afterglow shone on Franklin's face, which showed gentleness and love slightly.

As time went by, it was already dust.

Franklin touched her delicate face gently with his other hand, his smiling brimmed with tenderness.

"Sweetie, I know it was my wrong before that I ignored you. I promise I will give you whatever you want, even my life."

Sylvia pursed her cherry-colored lips slightly. She couldn't even force a word because her throat felt raw and tight.

Franklin came closer and gave her face a light peck.

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an angular face. His lips raised slightly,

pulled her into his arms, and

chest, she could

if she had lost control

him and shouted,

looked down at the lady whose face blushed scarlet. "I am kissing you," said

the curtain, leaving them a

master wanted to play the "Kiss Game". As a bachelor after all, he didn't think he should watch

were so

time later, the

Sylvia shoved Franklin away.

beautiful face still

"Do you eat sweets?"

Sylvia's. His word was flirty. "Sweets?" Sylvia was

and again." Franklin lowered his eyes and gave her a

the hell

tried hard to stop herself from rubbing raw her goose skin caused by the

looked sullen due to her comment, mingled with a shred of unreasonable

he had searched online for a long time and chose one which didn't sound that

was cold-shouldered

forum

while, he said, “Let's get off." Sylvia came back to life from feeling embarrassed, and Franklin opened the door,

walked behind them, with the vegetables and fish they

lips together; his palm holding her wrist was warm. Sylvia tilted her head to look at his beautiful face as she followed him. She had to admit that the

face, especially, was

he wore. A simple black suit

a bit zoned

virus seemed not to take

allowed her to

into the villa, they

stay still but entered the kitchen and began to cook for Mr.

for her to make boiled fish because she had cooked

her cook deftly with a phone in

he was scrolling on

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by the man, although there were merely

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finishing, he opened Twitter. There was full of gossip about how he bought fish with Sylvia in the

Franklin grinned.

happy to see him and Sylvia