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."

he held her hand and left

Lilian watched them leave, hatred

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

Sylvia snorted, "You'd better not overthink

her rosy earlobe. "Also, you

revealed your chest, didn't you? If you want to hit on her, you can tell me bluntly next

Sylvia spoke,

heck am I

She rubbed her forehead.

it? Jealousy is evident on your face." Franklin couldn't help feeling delighted,

was racing. When she looked up at

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

to make

eyelashes, Franklin bent down his head and pecked her

repeatedly kissed her smooth forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath,

lips fell

of deepening his kiss, Franklin tenderly

her eyes, she found Franklin staring at her wholeheartedly.

she felt awkward under his gaze, wondering why her heart

She cursed inwardly.

wore a loose nightgown, revealing her tender shoulders under the soft light of the bedroom. She wanted to

hands and asked hoarsely,

rosy, and her eyes were

words annoyed her,

at him and inwardly blamed

in her self-restraint, but Franklin had repeatedly

you? You've overthought. I'm

on his chest. "You wanted to touch me in

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

is indeed a psycho,’ her

she was unwilling to admit being

his lips

take control, don't you?

seductively on his ear. Franklin reminded her hoarsely

body seemed to scream at him

morning, sunlight fell onto the king-size

head, she got off the bed and entered the bathroom. When she left, Franklin snapped open his

entered the bathroom, the door was pushed open from

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

He sounded seductive.

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

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