Chapter 890

After hanging up the phone, Sylvia returned to her room where Franklin was still sound asleep. She too was tired, having only dozed off for a short while on the plane last night and not slept well at all.

She quickly fell back into a deep sleep but was awakened by someone kissing her. Slowly opening her eyes, she met the gaze of a man with captivating black eyes that shone like obsidian. "Honey..." The man's magnetic voice rang in her ears as his muscular chest came into view. Sylvia's eyes flickered lazily over his tempting figure as she asked him what time it was. "You guess," Franklin whispered hotly in her ear, his breath sending shivers down Sylvia's spine and making her ears turn red.

What is this guy trying to do?

"Not gonna tell me?" She pouted and glanced outside where it was very dark except for the moon hanging high in the sky near their window. It must have been around eight or nine o'clock at least. "Still mad?" Franklin smirked, looking handsome with a smile that lit up his face.

He gently lifted Sylvia's slender waist with one hand and suggested they do something naughty to lighten up their mood instead.

Sylvia looked at him speechlessly but didn't resist.

She wrapped her arms around his neck instead. "Honey... what should we do?"

Her enchanting gaze made it seem like she was some kind of fairy under the bright moonlight outside their window.

Seeing this made Franklin feel an intense heat rising inside him.

Early the next morning, a gentle drizzle started to fall from the sky. The strong winds from the previous day hadn't brought any storms; it was just a light rain.

The rustling sound of rain echoed in Sylvia's ears as she slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the meandering raindrops on the glass window.

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Sylvia shook off these thoughts before getting ready for another day ahead of them both...

The familiar bedroom, the familiar furnishings, the familiar bathroom - everything was so familiar. Even the skincare products were her usual brand. It was as if everything was just like it was before she got divorced.

She walked calmly to the closet and gently opened its doors. As she had suspected, all of her clothes were still there - in styles that she usually wore, with color combinations and designs that matched her preferences.

Tears began to well up in her eyes.

say he was

moved by this gesture. Fortunately, she also had feelings for

if things didn't work out made

earlier, in order

with items in Sylvia's size

some jokes on

don't know what my girlfriend likes; I'm

girlfriend likes; it's just that you haven't put any effort into

satisfied? I said

introduce her

being in love isn't about talking big game but rather taking

skincare products onto face, she couldn't help but laugh softly at

this admitting that Franklin did an

closet

wrapped around Sylvia from behind while his chin rested

on tiptoe and planted a kiss on his cheek."Because... I missed you,"

stared at Sylvia. In that moment, he suddenly couldn't tell where or when they were

old self before they got divorced had

used to look at him

skipped a beat and his throat began to tighten. "Honey... it's been a while since you called me honey." This house was filled with their four-year marriage and all their memories. Suddenly, an indescribable emotion surged within him.

morning?" She raised

Maskelyne," he said with conviction. "Let's go get our

the closet - one for himself and one

that were practically

preparing every minute of every day," Franklin replied before giving

until I freshen up first before we leave," he added

morning to buy

so fresh today! And these mushrooms... not to mention these oilseed rape greens!" The butler eagerly showed off what he had bought as soon as she came down. Sylvia smiled at him warmly before suggesting they

away!" The butler happily turned around and headed towards the kitchen muttering under his breath

Sylvia cooking breakfast which

him an indifferent glance which made Franklin nervous enough that he grabbed her wrist tightly asking anxiously. "Do you not want to go? Do you

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