After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 767

After Sylvia finished washing up and came to the dining table, she saw a box of cold medicine already placed on it. She sat down and heard Franklin's deep voice say, "The delivery guy just brought the medicine. We'll make a packet later."

Sylvia nodded her head, feeling warm inside. In fact, she thought that with her physical condition, she didn't need to take any medication for a minor cold.

Jasper came out carrying a bag of sandwiches.

Franklin smirked as he picked one up and offered it to Sylvia. "Try one." Sylvia glanced at him sideways; he was wearing a shirt and trousers with his long legs crossed elegantly, holding his breakfast cup in hand. His shirt buttons were neatly fastened all the way up to the top button - even his male hormones seemed to be buttoned there too.

His handsome features were bathed in morning sunlight as he moved gracefully - every movement exuding an aura of restraint yet seduction. Sylvia looked away suddenly as her heart skipped a beat.

After breakfast, they set off for the hospital with several gifts and flowers prepared along the way.

Inside an ordinary ward at the hospital, Brayden was sitting on a chair peeling apples for Cody when Mrs. Wright and Jenna walked in carrying food boxes. "The hospital meals aren't bad after all; it is still a big hospital,” Mrs. Wright said as they entered.

Jenna placed her buns on the table; today she had tied her hair into high ponytail looking cute and playful wearing yellow dress under white coat paired with small Martin boots making her look youthful yet adorable despite being slightly thin due to recent busyness which made people reluctant to look away from her face full of collagen without much makeup applied .

Brayden cut some apple into slices after peeling them, "Do you want some fruit?"

Jenna shook her head: "I had some breakfast earlier at restaurant; these are for Godfather and you."

Mrs. Wright held onto Jenna's hand. “This child has lost weight recently following you around Urgford eating so little.” She spoke while glancing over towards Cody lying on bed, "Has Mr. President said where we will be staying?"

Cody glanced at his phone, where Jorge had sent him the address. “Looks like we'll be staying in a big complex, not too far from the hospital.” They would have to go through some formalities before checking in, but that would have to wait until he was discharged.

"Well, that's good news," Mrs. Wright sighed. "Once we're settled in there, I'll take care of you and fatten you up a bit. You're way too skinny."

“Thank you so much,” Jenna felt touched by her words. She hesitated for a moment before speaking up again. "The Piano Association just messaged me on Facebook and told me to attend their meeting at ten o'clock tonight. Godfather and godmother, I'm going there first." “Brayden, why don't you accompany Jenna?" Mrs. Wright suggested quickly. "You're still young and can get along well with people from the association; if anyone bullies you or Jenna, make sure to tell your brother or me right away."

Jenna smiled sweetly at them both. "No one will bully me." Brayden took her out of the ward straight down into the underground parking lot. The car headed towards Urgford Piano Association while Jenna kept her head low without taking any interest in looking outside.

with her mood. "What's wrong? Did Mrs. Ritter give you a hard time? Did she say anything

didn't work out as planned; she had been constantly sarcastic towards Jenna - showing displeasure openly or subtly - those members of Urgford Piano Association were just opportunists who went wherever they saw benefits. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

out about this behavior from Mrs. Ritter, he

trouble because of herself which could affect the Wrights’ reputation negatively. So she forced herself to smile: "It's nothing really - I'm just a small member

she came over here recently Larro was preparing for joint concerts with Urgford so its president

it left an emotional toll on Jenna. Even though it wasn't physically

at the entrance of the Piano Association quickly, got out of the

back as

took the elevator and pressed 13th floor - where

on 13th floor, she saw two receptionists chatting

had a winner for three years in a row. Every

we can't get first place, we can still get second place at least. But composition is just too hard! They're all trembling while signing up for different competitions but no one wants to sign up

Urgford Piano Association which

to their conversation made Jenna

the conference

seat and

the head table with stern eyes scanning over Jenna briefly before checking her watch again, saying, “We will start our meeting in five minutes’ time

but... she didn't like being in front of people; it made her feel uncomfortable especially

not to participate in any category;

from other members could be heard around

category

definitely playing

you going classical or

“I'll go classical.”

case I'll

play the piano, we're not composers. The president insists on having someone participate

not me. Going there

interrupted them once again,