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

Presumably, he would spend the rest of his life

seemed to have some kind

his

ward, Sylvia saw Tiffany

holding his phone. He was checking something on

a long time, and I haven't seen you for a long time either, why

you

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

never seen someone so humble, so

it obvious enough that

even get

raised his head reflexively. Then, he smiled at Sylvia and walked

the

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

old Evans

at Franklin in a flattering way. "Mr. Maskelyne, I know a good barbecue

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

am going back,"

Franklin immediately followed Sylvia.

saw it the day before yesterday. She is having an affair with Mr. Carr.

let's go

It was night.

were twinkling in the sky. The

pitch

on duty yawned and

a dark figure was sneaking into her ward area. The moment she turned around, the black figure quickly

open the door very quickly and then snuck

approached the fragile old man lying on the

suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the big hands that were reaching out to

body, no matter which

Sylvia about her

He couldn't die yet!

Not now!