After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 988

The sound of footsteps grew closer until finally stopping in front of him.

He could clearly feel the other person's hurried breath.

Mixed with a hoarse voice of a middle-aged man, the voice sounded again in his ears, "Franklin, I am your father! Franklin, are you awake? Is there anything uncomfortable?" "Don't worry, no matter the cost, I will cure you."

"Franklin..."

Franklin's cold voice interrupted the man's incessant concern, "I want to go home, back to Sylvia."

The President's eager and concerned expression suddenly seemed like it was doused with a bucket of ice-cold water, making him shiver.

All his words were instantly stuck in his throat, and it took him a while to say, "Franklin... you're sick, you can't go back."

"Besides, our father and son haven't been together for many years. Now I'm just a lonely man. I hope we can live happily together as father and son." "It's just the two of us, no one else. Isn't that good?"

As he spoke, his eyes, which had always looked down on others, carried a hint of affection as he looked at Franklin. He tried to move him emotionally.

However... there was silence in the air, and the atmosphere became heavy and gloomy.

Franklin's handsome face remained calm and unaffected, as if he was talking to the air rather than himself.

The President looked at him and let out a heavy sigh, pain evident in his voice, "I sent you away back then because I had no choice. After all these years, do you still blame me?"

"Did you send me away? You clearly kicked me out and never allowed me to step foot here again." Franklin laughed coldly and sarcastically. His unfocused eyes were deep like the night. "I can't afford the President's mansion. Living here? I'm not worthy!"

The President felt as if he had been stabbed deeply and couldn't help but take two steps back, clutching his chest. "Franklin, do you hate me that much? But no matter how much you hate me, I am still your biological father."

"My biological father? He died in my heart a long time ago." Franklin chuckled softly. "So, Mr. President, what is there to say between us? Let me leave this place. Maybe I'll remember you a little bit fondly." "Impossible! I won't let you go. You are my son, carefully groomed by me. Only you can inherit my position, no one else!" The President's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. "This time, I will make sure to keep you by my side no matter what."

The doctor stood trembling beside them, wondering what kind of absurd scene this father-son reunion was.

If he knew these secrets, would the President secretly dispose of him?

He tried to shrink his presence as much as possible.

But at this moment, the President's sharp gaze suddenly fell on him. "How is he? Is he well?" The doctor wanted to cry...

He swallowed his saliva and reported Franklin's blindness to the President.

"Blind?" The President looked at Franklin in surprise, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

most outstanding son, whom he had put so much effort into grooming. And

like him couldn't be entangled with a woman

make his son see clearly that

a man is among the stars and seas, power and money. How could it be a

despised Franklin for considering Sylvia so

blind?" The President became anxious. A blind President would surely be ridiculed by the

would also ridicule him for choosing such an

more annoyed he became. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have given Franklin the Countless

toxicity has been neutralized, but this is an aftereffect. He needs rest and recuperation," the doctor said cautiously. "So it's possible that Young Master still needs some time to recover his vision,

that means he'll be blind forever?" The President's hopeful mood instantly fell into an

eyes. "How could my son be blind? No matter what method

my best," the doctor wiped the

good job, but it turned out to

It was truly frustrating.

tread

This feeling...

Heartbreaking.

softened his voice. "Rest assured and take care of your health. I will come to visit you tonight. You've lost weight recently, remember to eat nutritious meals." Saying that, he turned to the doctor and said, "Arrange a

doctor immediately responded, "Please rest assured,

Aettosa International Airport.

on the lawn. This was one of the landing spots for

chose to

way, Sylvia remained silent, either resting her eyes or looking

but received only indifferent replies. She showed no interest in chatting

he wisely refrained

the helicopter, the three of them pushed

on them with a

gently lifted Sylvia's long hair as she maintained a cold expression. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

though Louis was in his forties, his charm

attracted many

tall and slender figure, wearing a khaki-colored trench coat that exuded an aura. Underneath was

black sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only

state, it couldn't stop people from

hard

car from the Hipps

shamelessly smiled at Sylvia. "Tonight, your grandparents want to welcome you and give you a warm reception. So I'm going to mooch off their meal too. After all, I'm not married and live alone. It's normal for

Sylvia: "..."

take him away; she

out of the car promptly and placed their

an extended Rolls-Royce with a long body and

at the unfamiliar scenery along Aettosa's roads