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 and

he also drank up the noodle

noodles were not special, but he enjoyed eating them very much. "What's so good about the noodles? Can

"Get lost!"

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 to arrange a marriage for us. How can

help but shout out, “I know, you and Sylvia are

was bitter, and her

please." Jasper made a

an embarrassed face, opened the door of the

seemed to be quiet. Some patients and

she met Sylvia who was walking towards

phone rang just as she

the familiar caller ID on the screen, her fingers curled

"Hello."

end of the phone, "Why don't you

at the thermos box she was carrying. "Franklin,

eyes up to Sylvia,

wait

soon as I smelled the fragrance of the noodles, I knew it must

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

wicked girl?" Was he trying to flirt with

help but have goose bumps and

eat your bread

she heard Franklin's words, Sylvia

Franklin's

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

Sylvia was speechless.

was he so

ten o'clock, Sylvia still made the

the

she went straight

the thermos box and

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