"Boss, I lost to Franklin in a fight for you, so I have come home. You should stay with him since there's a virus inside you. Is he amazing in bed?"

Reading Logan's message, Sylvia frowned and replied, "Stop talking nonsense.”

It was two in the morning already.

Logan had fallen asleep.

Sylvia was thinking about why Franklin didn't get to the bottom of it. She waited for a while and found that he hadn't come back to the bedroom.

Forget about him! She was tired and slowly fell asleep.

In the kitchen, Franklin was following the online video instruction and taking out the ginger and milk from the fridge.

"Crush the ginger and heat the milk."

He turned on the stove and heated the milk.

Ten minutes later, he turned off the stove and the ginger milk was made.

Sylvia was sleeping when she heard his deep voice, "Sweetie, wake up. Have some milk."

She slowly opened her eyes and smelled ginger.

Ginger?

Raising her eyes, she saw Franklin bending over with a glass of milk. He was wearing a woman's apron but still looked handsome and charming.

"You made ginger milk?" she sat up and took the milk.

She took a sip. It was sweet. Why was it so sweet? She could hardly taste the ginger.

in it. I didn't know if you liked it." Franklin smiled and asked,

"It's sweet."

was too

wasn't an

her ginger milk just so

it up.

did feel warmer in

calm voice said. However, Sylvia simply closed her

ex-wife. They

she didn't bother to argue with him since she

as the sky turned bright and found that Franklin was not in

to feel a warm hand rubbing her belly

years, during which he never came to the Townyer Villa when she was in her period. He only came to stay for one night or

would feel uncomfortable during

been feeling guilty because

had been a

went downstairs, she saw

out

Maskelyne, you are

Sylvia smiled

to make breakfast herself. It seemed

to make breakfast for you. The breakfast is ready," Rock said after bringing out the last dish. Franklin walked out of the

didn't ask her to make

mind and known her confusion. He smiled and looked at her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

much better than yesterday. At least his work all

had been tied into a ponytail, revealing her forehead. She was wearing a white hoodie and a pair of black jeans, looking energetic. Her face was so

dressed casually, she looked

ordered a chef over,” Franklin said, pointing at the chair next

one day. He

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