After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 980

Chapter 982

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the hotel.

As everyone stepped out of the car, Sylvia immediately noticed Casey and Carmelo anxiously pacing in the lobby. Seeing them, Casey's face lit up with joy as he rushed towards her.

"Miss Andrews, you're back," he exclaimed.

Sylvia smiled faintly, "Let's talk in our room."

The lobby was crowded and chaotic, and Casey immediately understood. "I've been waiting for you for half a day."

So they all entered the elevator together and headed straight to Casey's room.

"Any progress with the antidote?" Sylvia wasted no time in getting to the point as soon as they entered the room.

A faint herbal scent filled the room, not unpleasant but rather refreshing.

"We've developed a drug that delays the toxicity. Mr. Maskelyne, you should take one," Carmelo poured a glass of water and handed a black pill to Franklin.

Franklin had no doubts or hesitation as he swallowed the pill without question.

Jasper didn't have time to stop him. He didn't trust the people from Blood Medical Sect very much.

He looked at Franklin with concern. "Young Master, do you feel any discomfort?"

Franklin shook his head, feeling a warm sensation in his chest, as if something was protecting him.

"I'm fine."

Jasper glanced at Sylvia and saw her calm expression. He instantly felt that he had been overly worried.

After all, Mrs. Andrews was a benefactor of Blood Medical Sect... They wouldn't harm Young Master...

"This drug temporarily protects Mr. Maskelyne's arteries, but... it only delays the onset of toxicity," Casey sighed, "As for the antidote, we're still working on it. I can't guarantee if we'll succeed."

"That's alright. I won't blame you if it doesn't work. It would be great if it does," Sylvia smiled with a hint of bitterness and sadness in her heart.

Franklin reached out and touched his nose, looking towards Carmelo and the others. He held Sylvia's hand firmly. "It's okay, it's good enough to spend one more day with you."

His calm and almost lazy voice resonated with everyone present.

It was as if he didn't care about his own life and death.

But Sylvia's eyes turned red.

Listening to his voice and seeing Franklin slowly approaching, his lips curling up like a flower blooming in the dark night, she couldn't remain indifferent.

of death, but

to hide her pain and sorrow. "It's

looked at her, leaning closer as Sylvia looked

eyes seemed to be burning, trapping her inside,

mental defenses crumbled almost

turned crimson. "But

Franklin could comfort her, she threw herself into

but stopped himself, lowering his gaze to her small face. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Everyone is here... watching!" Sylvia buried her face

welled up in her eyes. How could she remain unaffected when she saw

looked down at her in his

head, revealing her worry

met

reason, her nose suddenly tingled, tears welling

warning and lightly pecked her lips. His voice carried a hint of hoarseness. "Darling,

left when they saw this scene. The soft

a moment but didn't

step forward, tiptoed, and offered her own red

fatal temptation lingered between their lips as Franklin's large hand held her

onto her gaze with an extreme dominance and aggression. He pressed his lips forcefully against hers, and Sylvia's body went weak as she fell into his embrace. But then, Franklin suddenly felt

arms, and blood gushed out from

Sylvia exclaimed, "Franklin!"

to support him

she was

fear that surged through her made her vision blur

still exuded an air of nobility, but his once jet-black

many things, but nothing had shocked

eyes abruptly and

remained fixed on her face as he watched her delicate features

blood," Franklin tried to reassure Sylvia with

as tears

suddenly opened her arms and threw herself into his embrace. "What

blood and white hair... What would

every second felt like

reminded her that Franklin's life was coming to

as if someone had taken a knife

convulse uncontrollably, making it almost impossible for her

Franklin awkwardly comforted Sylvia, raising his large hand to gently pat

had only spit up some blood

could someone with such a fearless personality suddenly cry like

which warmed his heart. But when she cried,

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Sylvia cry so sadly. Those people deserved to go to

a while, Sylvia finally raised her eyes. Her tear-washed

"Let's go outside."

She was deeply upset.

door of the room.

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