After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 747

Sylvia glanced at him and thought of Mrs. Wright in Larro, who even though had lost her memory, still knew how to stew the pork rib soup that Monica had taught her.

There are some emotions in this world that will never change or disappear due to time and space.

"Don't mention it, we're all family," Sylvia spoke softly, a hint of light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Franklin quickly scanned through the documents and once he finished, he looked up at Sylvia with an intense and eager gaze.

"Has the court hearing time been scheduled?"

Brayden nodded. "10 AM, the day after tomorrow."

"Okay."

Franklin suppressed the palpitations in his heart. With the evidence Sylvia brought, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort. Several people called hotel room service together, had dinner together and then dispersed.

Sylvia and Franklin went straight to their own rooms.

long arm and pulled her inside. In the next second, she

hot, "Simeon is more handsome than

did he know she complimented

about Jasper's suspicious behavior. Without guessing, she knew for

exit because he doesn't want to bump into me in

Franklin extended his slender

reward you?" Sylvia's face was slightly flushed, and

between their breaths, making her blush

can't take

go first? I'm a bit tired and want to take a shower," Sylvia's voice was hoarse as she spoke. Her usually cold tone now seemed to have

ears, it sounded like

slight smile, his fingers gently brushing aside the strands of hair on her

up feeling a bit groggy and achy all over. Memories of last night's blush- inducing moments flooded back, making her feel a little embarrassed. The room felt chilly

feet when walking, especially when the man was focused on something else. She quietly approached him from behind as he sat at his desk looking

him, Sylvia couldn't help but notice how broad and sturdy Franklin's back looked - it gave her a sense of security that made her smile inwardly. But then again, why was she thinking such childish thoughts? Security was something you

walking until she stood right behind him watching as he wrote notes with his pen onto the papers

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