After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"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.

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

"It's sweet."

was too

wasn't an ungrateful

was willing to make her ginger milk just so she could feel a bit warmer in

drank it up.

warmer in her

However, Sylvia simply closed her eyes. She had been

ex-wife.

with him since she

Sylvia woke up as soon as the sky turned bright and found

changed her menstrual pad, feeling refreshed. Last night, after falling asleep, she seemed to feel a warm hand rubbing her

Sylvia frowned at this thought. They had been married for four years, during which he never came to the Townyer Villa when she was in her period. He

she would

been feeling guilty because of

been a terrible

went downstairs, she saw breakfast on

butler, was bringing out

Maskelyne, you are

morning.” Sylvia

breakfast herself. It seemed

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

didn't ask her to make him

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least his work all night

hair had been tied into a ponytail, revealing her forehead. She was wearing a white hoodie and a pair of black

she was dressed

over,” Franklin said, pointing at the chair

stunned. She didn't expect he would be so gentle one day. He washed the bedsheet, made her milk, and ordered a chef