After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 234

Sylvia wasn't injured, but she wondered why she had fallen as the carpets were everywhere. She almost rolled down the stairs. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have either been killed immediately or disabled.

Lilian looked worried. “I'm sorry, Miss Andrews. It's my fault. If something happened to you, I would feel extremely guilty."

She kept blaming herself and felt upset, looking pitiful, as if she would shed tears the next second. Sylvia was the victim, but Lilian seemed to have encountered the accident instead.

Arching her brow, Sylvia said, "I didn't fall. Save your tears till the day I become disabled."

"Miss Andrews, you were awesome just now. Are you a martial artist?" Lilian asked, wiping the tears off her eye corner.

"Right. Whoever dares to harm me will end up miserably.” Sylvia stared at her eyes, and her tone was cold.

Then she went to the dining room.

Biting her lip, Lilian followed her.

The supper was simple, and Sylvia wasn't picky. She ate some.

When Franklin went downstairs, Lilian hurriedly served another portion. "Master Franklin, have a try. I prepared it for you deliberately.”

“I only eat Sylvia's dishes," Franklin replied expressionlessly.

He wore a black bathrobe. After a shower, he looked seductive and hot with messy hair on his handsome face.

This was the first time Lilian had seen him look so unruly and sexy. Usually, Franklin wore suits, looking aloof and self-restrained.

He looked utterly different but still made her heart race.

Lilian blushed.

"Master Franklin, I-1 made it as perfect as possible."

"So what?" Franklin ordered leisurely, "Leave."

Lilian gaped at him in disbelief as he sent her away.

“I'm done." Sylvia elegantly wiped her red lips. Lilian's obsessed look upset her slightly.

Without hesitation, she bent over to tighten Franklin's bathrobe and said, "I'm sleepy.”

Franklin looked down at her hand on his chest, smiling. "All right. Let's go to bed."

hand and left the

watched them leave, hatred filling

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

"You'd better

rosy earlobe. "Also, you pulled my bathrobe

drooling at you," Sylvia retorted, pretending to be careless. "You deliberately revealed your chest, didn't you? If you want to hit on her, you

spoke, the weirder

heck am I talking

She rubbed her forehead.

your face." Franklin

When she looked up at his bright grin, she was

Franklin didn't smile, he looked cold and ruthless. However, whenever he smiled, he was indeed charming,

make all women in the

bent down his

her smooth forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath, feeling his kisses trailing

his lips fell on her red

his kiss, Franklin tenderly

she found Franklin staring at her

awkward under his gaze, wondering

She cursed inwardly.

a loose nightgown, revealing her tender shoulders under the soft light of

asked

turned rosy, and her eyes were tinged

annoyed

at him and inwardly

always confident in her self-restraint, but Franklin had repeatedly shattered it. She

I'm going to sleep

bathrobe, dragged her hand, and pressed it on his chest. "You wanted to touch me

the heat under her palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of his muscles. Her mind was

is indeed a psycho,’ her inner

she was unwilling to admit being

bit his lips

and said provocatively, "Mr. Maskelyne, you always like to take control, don't you? Why did you let me control everything

she exhaled hot breath seductively on his ear. Franklin reminded her hoarsely with

and his body seemed

morning, sunlight fell onto

hands away, Sylvia smelt his familiar mint scent. Shaking her head, she got off the bed and entered the bathroom. When she left, Franklin snapped open his sharp eyes. Gazing at her back, he

Sylvia entered the bathroom, the door was pushed open

a nasal voice, "Why don't you sleep in? I didn't expect you to get

He sounded seductive.

coldly, blushing. Pretending to be calm, she reminded him, "Please behave yourself, Mr. Maskelyne.

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