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 than your health. We'll talk

he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Fortunately,

kind of magic

his eyes and fell into a deep

the ward, Sylvia saw

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

a long time, and I haven't seen you

Would you please

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

had never seen someone so humble,

enough that

even get a

the door, Franklin raised his head reflexively. Then, he smiled at

is the old

and Tiffany. “The patient is very weak. The doctors and nurses here will take care of him, you can

Evans was conscious, she got

then smiled at Franklin in a flattering way. "Mr. Maskelyne, I

fixed on Sylvia. "Are

am going back," Sylvia said and walked

Franklin immediately followed Sylvia.

with anger. "Mom, you saw it the day before yesterday. She is having an affair with Mr. Carr. Why is she so flirtatious? She is hooking up with two

let's go back

It was night.

a few stars were twinkling in the sky.

pitch

on duty yawned and

The moment she turned around, the black figure quickly

pushed open the door very quickly and

fragile old man lying on the bed

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

body, no matter which

hadn't told Sylvia about

He couldn't die yet!

Not now!