After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

But all was too late now. Eddie wanted to murder him.

The old Evans's heart was broken.

The pain within was sharper than the pain in his body.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open.

A tall, beautiful woman stepped in. She looked at him expressionlessly. "Sylvia..." the old Evans called weakly.

Sylvia walked to the bed step by step, lowered her eyes, and looked at the old, dying man on the bed.

Was he really her family?

But why didn't she feel close to him?

Was it because her mother was kicked out of the family by him?

She had mixed feelings.

After a while, she finally spoke. "Is my mother your daughter?”

"Yes... She is." the old Evans nodded. “I am your grandfather.”

"But... Why can't I feel any connection between you and me?" Sylvia smiled mockingly.

"I wanted to ask you the first time I saw you. Is your mother alright?" What the old Evans wanted to know the most was Monica's news. "My dad said she died in a car accident when I was eight years old." Sylvia closed her eyes and reopened them.

She's dead? How come? How could she die so young? She is a genius! It must be my fault. I was too cruel to her..." the old Evans wept silently, laying weakly, trembling like a broken old bellows.

"Monica!"

"My daughter”

hurt so hard that

kept running down. He

Evans wiped away his tears and

"Yes."

birthday in

"Yes."

pregnant all of a sudden and she wouldn't tell me what happened. I was so angry that I drove her out of the family. She was stubborn. And she never came back. So, she kept you." the old Evans sighed, "I have been looking for her for so many years...but since she left the Evans family, there has been no

A thought suddenly flashed in her mind, "So... Otto is not

helplessly, "Your father is not

was pounding. If Otto wasn't her father,

Her mind went blank.

her mother?

to think about

Why?

trapped in a

solve it, but she

already two o'clock in the morning when she walked

was like a

the ward, "To make up for you and your mother, I've decided to hand over the Evans family to you." Eddie knew about this,

Eddie connected to the car

figure

went out of the ward

black Bentley was parked at

lowered, revealing the handsome face of the man, which seemed cold in the

into the car and sat beside him, tired. "Why are you here?" When she left, she was very

want to disturb him from sleeping but she

to grab her cold hand, and tightly wrapped her fair hand with his

on his shoulder wearily. "I'm kind

Franklin's deep voice was like fine wine, especially

stretched out her other hand, and put