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

he also drank up

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

"Get lost!"

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

couldn't help but shout out, “I know, you and Sylvia are divorced, You should stop thinking

and her fingers

Hart, please." Jasper made a polite

embarrassed face, opened the door of the room and

seemed to be quiet. Some patients and their family members

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

phone rang just as she entered

seeing the familiar caller ID on the screen,

"Hello."

end of the phone, "Why don't

she glanced at the thermos box she was carrying.

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

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

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

wicked girl?" Was he

help but have goose bumps and stepped out

to eat your bread for

Franklin's words, Sylvia felt her chest

heard Franklin's voice ring out again with

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

Sylvia was speechless.

he

o'clock, Sylvia still made

cooked the soup and

done, she went

box and went straight to Franklin's

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