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.

the fork

also drank up the noodle soup

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

"Get lost!"

the box on the bed table and didn't even look at Darcie. “You know what? I'm about to marry you, and our parents are about

and Sylvia are

and her fingers

Hart, please." Jasper

an embarrassed face, opened the

be quiet. Some patients and their

she met Sylvia who was walking towards the elevator at

phone rang just as she

familiar caller ID on the screen, her

"Hello."

of the phone, "Why

thermos box she

who had stepped into the elevator, jerked her eyes up to Sylvia,

Just couldn't wait

you try to lie 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 you make will make me have an appetite." Sylvia didn't know what

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

girl?" Was he trying to flirt with

have goose bumps and stepped

eat your bread for

Franklin's words, Sylvia felt

she wanted to refuse, she heard Franklin's voice ring

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

Sylvia was speechless.

was he so

o'clock, Sylvia still made

the soup

done, she went straight to

box and went straight

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