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..."

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 injured. And he could never recover no

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

voice seemed to have some kind of magic that made people

extremely tired, slowly closed his eyes and fell into

Sylvia saw Tiffany pestering

against the wall with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone. He was checking something

you for a long time either, why don't we go have

treat! Would you

speaking? Don't you like my clothes?" Sylvia was

seen someone so humble, so

that

Tiffany even

of the door, Franklin raised his head reflexively. Then, he smiled at Sylvia and walked

is the old

he fell asleep again." Sylvia glanced at Neve and Tiffany. “The patient is

Evans was conscious, she got a terrible

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 while, why don't you guys go

on Sylvia. "Are you

am going back," Sylvia said and

Franklin immediately followed Sylvia.

widened with anger. "Mom, you saw it the day before yesterday. She is having an affair with Mr. Carr.

let's go back

It was night.

a few stars were twinkling in the sky. The moon was hidden

was pitch

nurse on duty yawned

ward area. The

door very

old man lying on the bed

Evans suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the big hands that

all over his body, no matter which

hadn't told Sylvia about her

He couldn't die yet!

Not now!