In Poppy's hospital room, James opened the thermos box Sylvia had brought.

"Smells good. Sylvia, you're a good cook."

After one night, Poppy's mood had improved.

She looked at Sylvia with slightly raised eyes, her eyelashes fluttering in the light, "Sylvia, thank you ..."

Sylvia looked at her haggard face, tried to curl the corners of her mouth, and wrote in distress, "Hurry up and eat the noodles, or they won't taste good.”

"Okay." Poppy nodded and began to eat the noodles.

In Franklin's hospital room.

Franklin was woken up by the familiar smell of noodles. It was the noodles ... made by Sylvia. It smelled so good.

He instantly turned so hungry.

Seeing him wake up, before Jasper could speak, Darcie ran to the hospital bed said with an attentive face, "Mr. Maskelyne, I brought you breakfast. You try it?"

Franklin's eyes fell on Darcie's face, and he looked cold. "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

Darcie was shocked and said in an injured tone, "Mr. Maskelyne, I am Darcie ... we have been colleagues together for several years. I am a flight attendant ... *

Why couldn't he remember her?

Why couldn't he recognize her?

She was so sad that her eyes were red rimmed.

Tears almost fell out, but she held them back.

"Mr. Maskelyne, do you want to eat noodles?" Jasper opened the thermos box.

Franklin smelled it, and although he did not see the person he was expecting to see, the noodles were extremely to his liking.

picked up the

he also drank up the

eating them very much. "What's so good about the noodles? Can it be as nutritious as the breakfast I brought?" Darcie

"Get lost!"

and didn't even look at Darcie. “You know what? I'm about to marry you, and our parents

know, you and Sylvia

heart was bitter, and her fingers were

Jasper made a polite

her teeth with an embarrassed face, opened the door of the room

hallway seemed to be quiet. Some patients and their family

left the ward when she met Sylvia who was walking towards the elevator

rang just as she entered

the familiar caller ID on the screen,

"Hello."

end of the phone, "Why don't you come to visit me

skipped a beat and she glanced at the thermos box she was carrying.

her eyes up to Sylvia, and clutched the bag in her

couldn't wait to call

to me." Franklin's voice was low. "As soon as I smelled the fragrance of the noodles, I knew it must be you who made it. Only the food

the man say again, "It's the same for my body. I can only be turned on by you. Honey, I can't stop feeling something for you. Now that the whole world knows you're my wife. You brought noodles but didn't come to visit me. You wicked girl!" There seemed to some repressed emotion in Franklin's tone of voice. Sylvia was slightly stunned. She didn't even notice

girl?" Was he trying

bumps and stepped out of the

eat your

words, Sylvia felt her

heard Franklin's voice ring out again with

your bread, I'll starve to death! I won't eat anything

Sylvia was speechless.

was he so

o'clock, Sylvia

the soup and

was done, she went

and

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