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.

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

towards Jenna - showing displeasure openly or subtly - those members of

if Brayden found out about this behavior from Mrs. Ritter, he would

well - she didn't want any trouble because of herself which could affect the Wrights’ reputation negatively. So she

was preparing for joint concerts with Urgford so its president handed over this task specifically for coordination between

left an emotional toll on Jenna. Even though it wasn't physically tiring, almost all proposals submitted by Jenna were

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

you need anything." Brayden watched her back as she walked away, feeling

took the elevator and pressed 13th floor -

of the elevator on 13th floor, she saw

about Graley Piano Competition? It's an international competition and it's super difficult to win. Our association hasn't had a winner for three years in a row. Every year we get brushed off, especially for that composition

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

don't sign up, then it'll be really embarrassing! We represent Urgford Piano Association which represents H Rovirsa

conversation made

enough when she entered the conference room, almost everyone was already seated

quickly found a corner seat and

table with stern eyes scanning over Jenna briefly before checking her watch again, saying, “We

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

not to participate in any category; just be an observer on

other members could be heard around Jenna

what category

playing

you going classical or

“I'll go classical.”

that case

having someone participate in the composition competition this year...

thinking, as long as it's not me. Going

people were discussing when Mrs. Ritter's voice interrupted them once again, "Quiet down everyone, we're starting the