After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

His lovely face was like the best masterpiece from God.

Standing there, he naturally became the focus and put off a powerful vibe to make others respect him.

Right then, a tall, slender man got off from another car. He wore an easygoing smile on his handsome face.

When Franklin and Brayden showed up, all people's attention was attracted.

Sylvia got down from the car, striding toward the hospital building. Standing motionlessly, Franklin gazed at her in silence.

"Why didn't you answer my calls?"

Sylvia wondered if it was her illusion that she felt a sudden drop in the temperature. Then she lifted her eyebrows. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She bypassed him and kept on walking. "I've just woken up."

She implied that she never answered phone calls while sleeping. Brayden watched the fun in amusement, trying his best to hold back his laughter.

“What happened to Franklin? Sylvia seemed to have no interest in him atall.'

"Howdy, Brayden?" Sylvia greeted Brayden for Mrs. Wright's sake. "Miss Andrews, Franklin has been pissed since getting up in the morning. Probably something is bugging him, or he's sick. Do you have any method to make him feel better?" Brayden said cheekily.

Sylvia replied indifferently, “Violence may be helpful. You can beat him up."

Franklin stuffed a hand into the pocket of his slacks, staring at Sylvia coldly. He finally had thought it over and figured out she had set him up to marry him in the past.

Then he couldn't wait to see her again. However, she cold shouldered him.

kick down the ladder,

aloof when she needed him

even mocked

but he wished more

the elevator, and so did Franklin and Brayden. After the two

for the next one." Her words made Franklin's face darken. He slightly repressed

voice brought

sliding close, Franklin seized her arm and dragged her into the

Sylvia could feel his heated gaze fixed on her. She raised her head to glare

a beat. "Why

eyes

lowered her eyes

bent over to approach her, overwhelming her with a

He whispered seductively, "Guess."

by his mint scent, Sylvia dodged slightly.

"Why should 1?"

the elevator door slid open, she left. The old Wilson's operation was scheduled for the next morning. Sitting in the office, Sylvia browsed the old Wilson's health check

with comminuted fractures, and there were other wounds

and

organs were not

the old Wilson used to be

wounds were not

she was lost in thought, there was a curt knock on the door.

door was pushed open. A nurse poked in her head and informed Sylvia, "Excuse me, Dr. Sylvia. The head of the surgical department wants to

right there.” Sylvia put down the health report, heading