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.

yet. Suddenly, the man reached out his long arm and pulled her inside. In the next second, she found herself pinned

hoarse and hot, "Simeon is more handsome than

he know she complimented

slightly, thinking about Jasper's suspicious behavior. Without guessing, she knew for sure that

he run through the emergency exit because he doesn't want to bump into

you have a boyfriend, you won't hug him?" Franklin

Sylvia's face

unique male scent lingered between their breaths, making her blush and feel

can't take it

want to take a shower," Sylvia's voice was hoarse as she spoke. Her usually cold tone now seemed to have

Franklin's ears, it sounded like

gave a slight smile, his fingers gently brushing aside the strands of hair on her forehead before

over. Memories of last night's blush- inducing moments flooded back, making her feel a little embarrassed. The room felt chilly and she got out of bed, washed up quickly, and walked into the living room where she heard Franklin shuffling through

her feet when walking, especially when the man was focused on something else. She quietly approached him from behind as

sense of security that made her smile inwardly. But then again, why was she thinking such childish thoughts? Security was

notes with his pen onto the papers in front of him - his handwriting strong and

Sylvia herself, seeing Franklin writing like that filled her heart with an inexplicable warmth. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early