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.

afraid of death, but he didn't want to

her lips, trying to hide her pain and

Sylvia looked

be burning, trapping her inside, burning

mental defenses crumbled almost

turned crimson.

she threw herself into his

but stopped himself, lowering his gaze to her small face. In a

in her eyes. How could she remain unaffected when she saw the man she loved growing thinner

her in

while, Sylvia finally raised her head, revealing her worry on

met

nose suddenly tingled, tears welling up but then forcefully held

he leaned down without any warning and lightly pecked her

the room quietly left when they saw this scene. The soft sound of the door

for a moment but didn't

a step forward, tiptoed, and

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

and aggression. He pressed his lips forcefully against hers, and Sylvia's body

fragile body in his arms, and blood gushed out from the corner of his

Sylvia exclaimed, "Franklin!"

took a step forward to support him as he

believe what she was

fear that surged through her

air of nobility, but his once jet-black hair was

experienced many things, too many things, but nothing had shocked

and then

face as he watched her delicate features change

tried

shook her head as tears streamed down

into his embrace. "What should I do...

blood and white hair... What would

every second felt like torture to her

reminded her that Franklin's life was coming

taken a knife and stabbed it into her heart countless

heart convulse uncontrollably, making it almost impossible

cry... Don't cry!" Franklin awkwardly comforted Sylvia, raising his large hand to gently pat her

had only spit up some blood after

such a fearless personality suddenly cry like

about him, which warmed his heart. But when she cried, he felt

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his Sylvia cry so sadly. Those people deserved

finally raised her eyes. Her tear-washed eyes were clear and bright but

"Let's go outside."

She was deeply upset.

door of the

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