After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Sylvia walked over quickly and saw several nurses trying to stop Neve and Tiffany, who wanted to enter the room.

Sylvia frowned. Her beautiful face paled under the light of the corridor. "What's going on?"

"Miss Andrews!" The nurses rushed to her as if they saw a savior. "They want to break into the ward."

"Leave it to me," Sylvia said expressionlessly.

Neve glared at Sylvia, pointing at her. “Is it you? It's you, right? It's you who asked them to stop us, isn't it?"

“Mrs. Evans." Sylvia looked at Neve's arrogant look and sneered, “The old Evans is not ready for visitors. He is very weak now. He's got multiple fractures all over his body. And he is old. Are you caring about him by being noisy?"

Neve was guilty after hearing Sylvia's words.

Her arrogance faded a little bit.

Yet she insisted, "I don't care, I can't sleep until I see my dad safe and sound.”

Tiffany didn't speak. She was thinking about how Isaac and Sylvia sat side by side at the Golden Restaurant that day.

Sylvia was such a flirtatious bitch! Why wouldn't she let Franklin go when she had such a gorgeous man as Isaac?

Sylvia was Issac's sister? That was bullshit!

It would be more exciting to have sex with a so-called brother, wouldn't it?

Tiffany was pissed off when she thought about this.

She told herself she must get something on Sylvia.

Sylvia and the attending doctor entered the ward to check on the old Evans’ condition.

The old Evans had a strong desire to live.

The moment he saw Sylvia, his eyes lit up. He stretched out his hand towards Sylvia. His lips moved, but he couldn't make any sound.

He tried several times with all his strength and finally muttered a word. "Sylvia..."

softly, "Sir, don't worry. I don't know what you wanted to ask me that day, but nothing is more important than your health. We'll talk about it when you feel better." The old Evans was severely

were broken. Presumably, he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Fortunately, his brain was

kind of magic

tired, slowly closed his eyes and fell into a

Sylvia saw Tiffany pestering

was checking something on his phone. Tiffany, in high heels,

haven't eaten barbecue for a long time, and I haven't seen you for a long time either, why don't we go

Would you please come,

Don't you like my clothes?" Sylvia

seen someone so humble,

obvious enough that

Tiffany even

Franklin raised his head reflexively. Then, he smiled at

is the old Evans

again." Sylvia glanced at Neve and Tiffany. “The patient is very weak. The doctors

Neve heard that the old Evans was conscious,

smiled at Franklin in a flattering way. "Mr. Maskelyne, I know a good barbecue restaurant. You and Tiffany haven't seen each other for a while, why

Franklin's gaze was fixed on Sylvia. "Are you on

am going back," Sylvia said and

Franklin immediately followed Sylvia.

Mr. Carr. Why is she so flirtatious?

go

It was night.

were twinkling in the sky. The moon

pitch dark

duty yawned and stood up to

The moment she turned around,

the door very quickly and

the fragile old man lying on the bed step

eyes, staring at the big hands that were reaching out

body, no

told Sylvia

He couldn't die yet!

Not now!