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.

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

"It's sweet."

too sweet

she wasn't an ungrateful

ginger milk just so

drank it up. "Thank

feel warmer

wife. This is what I should do,” Franklin's calm voice said. However, Sylvia simply closed

his ex-wife. They had

she didn't bother to argue with him since she didn't feel

woke up as soon as the sky turned bright and found that Franklin

Last night, after falling asleep, she seemed to feel a warm hand rubbing her belly to keep it warm for her. Maybe it was

married for four years, during which he never came to the Townyer Villa when she was in her

never knew she would feel uncomfortable

had been feeling

been a terrible

Sylvia went downstairs, she saw

butler, was bringing out the dishes from

you

morning.” Sylvia smiled at

was about to make breakfast herself.

for you. The breakfast is ready," Rock said after

didn't ask her

that Franklin had read her mind and known her confusion. He smiled and looked at her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet

than yesterday. At least his work all night last night wasn't

a white hoodie and a pair of black jeans, looking energetic. Her face was so fair and

she was dressed casually, she looked

over,” Franklin said, pointing

He washed the bedsheet, made her milk, and ordered a chef to