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..."

skinny palm and said 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 injured. And he could never

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

kind

slowly closed his eyes and fell into a

the ward, Sylvia

in his pocket and the other holding his phone. He was checking something on his phone. Tiffany, in

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

treat! Would you please come,

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

had never seen someone so humble, so

enough that Franklin was ignoring

Tiffany even get

his head reflexively. Then, he smiled at

the old

and Tiffany. “The patient is very weak. The doctors

heard that the old Evans was conscious, she got a

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

on

back," Sylvia said

Franklin immediately followed Sylvia.

is having an affair with Mr. Carr. Why is she so flirtatious? She is hooking

go

It was night.

the sky. The moon was hidden

pitch dark

nurse on duty yawned and stood

notice that a dark figure was sneaking into her ward area. The moment she turned around, the black figure quickly approached the old Evans’

door very quickly

approached the fragile old man lying on the bed

staring at the big hands that were

almost all over his body, no matter which one

Sylvia about

He couldn't die yet!

Not now!