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."

her hand and left the dining

watched them leave, hatred

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

snorted, "You'd better

pinched her rosy earlobe. "Also, you pulled my bathrobe

when I saw Lilian 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 can tell me bluntly next time. I won't

Sylvia spoke, the

heck am I

She rubbed her forehead.

is evident on your face." Franklin couldn't help feeling

up at his bright grin,

he looked cold and ruthless. However, whenever he smiled, he was

the power to make all women in the

her trembling eyelashes, Franklin bent down his head and pecked

affectionately.

lips fell

deepening his kiss, Franklin tenderly pecked

opened her eyes, she found

under his gaze, wondering why her heart

She cursed inwardly.

soft light of the bedroom. She wanted to straighten it up, but it slid

hands and asked hoarsely, "Trying to seduce

turned rosy, and her

annoyed her,

at him and inwardly blamed

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

I'm going to

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

her palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of his

a psycho,’ her

cheeks became scarlet, but she was unwilling to admit

his lips

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

hot breath seductively on his ear. Franklin reminded

desire, and his body seemed to scream at him

following morning, sunlight fell

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

door was pushed open from the

"Why don't you sleep in? I didn't

He sounded seductive.

calm, she

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