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."

held her hand and left

Lilian watched them

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

snorted, "You'd

red?" Franklin pinched her rosy earlobe. "Also, you pulled my bathrobe to cover

sickened 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

Sylvia spoke, the

the heck am I

She rubbed her forehead.

on your face." Franklin couldn't help

When she looked up at his bright grin,

smile, he looked cold and ruthless. However, whenever he smiled, he was indeed charming,

to make all women

bent down his head and

and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath, feeling

fell on her

deepening his kiss,

opened her eyes, she found

his gaze, wondering

She cursed inwardly.

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

her hands and asked

and her eyes were tinged with

annoyed

and inwardly

her self-restraint, but Franklin had repeatedly shattered it. She almost

I'm going to

his bathrobe, dragged her hand, and pressed it on his chest.

palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of his

indeed a psycho,’

became scarlet, but she

his lips

you always like to take control, don't you? Why did you

ear. Franklin reminded her

his body seemed to

fell onto the king-size

and entered the bathroom. When she left, Franklin snapped open his sharp eyes. Gazing at her

Sylvia entered the bathroom, the door was pushed open from the

nasal voice, "Why don't you sleep in? I

He sounded seductive.

coldly, blushing. Pretending to be calm, she reminded him, "Please

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