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 fork and began to

up the noodle soup

the noodles? Can it be as

"Get lost!"

what? I'm about to marry you, and our parents are about to arrange a marriage for

and Sylvia are divorced, You should stop thinking

and

please." Jasper made a

face, opened

quiet. Some patients and

met Sylvia who was walking towards the elevator at

just as she entered

the familiar caller ID on the screen, her

"Hello."

rang out from the other end of the phone, "Why don't

glanced at the thermos box she was carrying. "Franklin, what are you talking

jerked her eyes up

wait to call

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

by the smell of the noodles ... She really didn't know what to say. Before she could say anything, she heard 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

he trying

bumps and stepped

to eat your bread for

Franklin's words,

Franklin's voice ring out

starve to death! I won't

Sylvia was speechless.

was he so

o'clock, Sylvia

she also cooked the soup and

done, she went straight to the

carried the thermos box and went straight to Franklin's hospital

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