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..."

more important

legs were broken. Presumably, he would spend the rest of his life in

kind of

Evans, extremely tired, slowly closed his

ward, Sylvia saw Tiffany pestering

was checking something on

and I haven't seen you for

you

aren't you speaking? Don't you like

seen someone so humble,

that Franklin

Tiffany even get a

door, Franklin raised his head reflexively.

the old Evans

injured, so he fell asleep again." Sylvia glanced at Neve and Tiffany. “The patient is very weak. The doctors

the old Evans

he was still alive after such a car accident. She glanced at Tiffany, Franklin, and Sylvia, then 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

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

going back," Sylvia

Franklin immediately followed Sylvia.

Mr. Carr.

let's go

It was night.

a few stars were twinkling in the sky. The moon

was pitch

was silent. The nurse on duty yawned and stood up to

into her ward area. The moment she turned around, the black figure quickly approached

door very quickly and then

the fragile old man lying

eyes, staring at the big hands that were reaching out to his ventilator. "No...

body, no matter which one was pulled out,

hadn't told Sylvia about

He couldn't die yet!

Not now!