After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 893

The handsome man's eyes were cold and distant, lacking the warmth and affection he usually showed towards her. There was a hint of indifference mixed with anger in his gaze. Sylvia could sense that he was upset, almost as if he was silently pleading for her attention.

She felt like laughing at the sight but held back. Sitting next to Franklin, she gently took his hand in hers and said, "It's okay. Don't be angry." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Franklin gave her a sideways glance as if to say that one sentence wouldn't solve everything. Sylvia wasn't used to dealing with people like this and felt a bit awkward. "What's wrong?" she asked him.

"Heh," the man sneered coldly, tilting his head slightly while curling his lips into an arrogant smirk mixed with indifference.

This man was usually aloof and handsome; he looked like something straight out of a comic book or CEO drama series. But seeing him act so childish made Sylvia laugh uncontrollably. "When are we getting married?" Franklin ignored her teasing tone and got straight to the point with an alluring face expression on display for all to see.

He just wanted them both to get married already! Why did everything have to be so difficult?

His marriage plan was interrupted by all kinds of accidents, which was frustrating.

"I saw a new patient today who you know," Sylvia told Franklin about Giancarlo's marriage situation. Even though Franklin didn't feel good hearing about it, he knew how precious Giancarlo's life was.

He couldn't ignore what needed doing even if it made him unhappy.

Instead of sulking any longer, he decided not to let himself stay mad anymore.

He looked at Sylvia tenderly before saying softly, "You must be tired today."

Sylvia blinked in surprise at how quickly things changed between them. Just moments ago, he seemed angry but now everything seemed fine again?

Franklin reached over to pat her head gently before adding, "I left dinner in the kitchen for you; I'll go heat it up."

He stood up and walked towards the kitchen as he spoke. A few minutes later, the sound of the microwave filled the air. Franklin brought out several exquisite dishes and a bowl of porridge.

"Come eat," he said.

out of the kitchen

heart skipped a beat at his sight. He was wearing a white silk robe with damp hair that glistened in droplets on his toned chest - an image that would make any woman

or even better than one, Sylvia thought to

slightly. "Why are you looking at me like this?" She

in his eyes before walking over to stand right beside Sylvia's ear. His lips emitted scorching hot breaths as they brushed against her earlobe

trying not to show how flustered she was by this sudden display of lovey-dovey behavior from Franklin. "I'm going to take a shower," she said quickly before rushing off into their bedroom without bothering about what kind of

into such an adorable little wife

his phone from its place on top of their nightstand table and logged onto Facebook where Brayden had left him

looked at Brayden's excited expression in disbelief but replied

she sat by the bathtub with a face mask on. She waited for half an hour before removing the mask and preparing to wash her face

pajamas, she was shocked when she saw what they were. The

had grabbed it in haste without noticing what it looked like! How could

was knocking at the door. "Honey,

the lingerie and opening the bathroom door. Glancing at the clock on the

in front

with soft yellow lighting shining down upon them

water droplet slid down from Sylvia's slender

seemed to be burning hot as his Adam's apple bobbed up

to take my time soaking in my bath," Sylvia replied nervously as she walked over towards their

had thrown carelessly aside earlier; its screen still lit up showing his chat history

"I want our wedding ceremony to be romantic yet beautiful, preferably by seaside

"The beach is indeed

wants to have their wedding in a medieval castle... and Darius wants to

Jenna's style doesn't quite match with the Foster family's. What should I

are you

you're compensating me today. So... you dressed so seductively for me?" He approached Sylvia step by step, her faint shower gel scent mixed with her unique feminine fragrance tightly

a deep breath. "Honey, why

she told the truth that she had taken the wrong medicine, she would