After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 635

Chapter 635

Sylvia stared at Cody in shock. Hypnosis... Mrs. Wright was actuallyhypnotized, and as a result, she lost all her memories of Monica? Thiswas too terrifying.

So anyone who knew how to hypnotize could just take away someone'smemories?

"Who did it? Who hypnotized her?" Sylvia's face turned pale. She rarelygot emotional, but she couldn't accept what had happened.

Cody cleared his throat. "I heard he passed away already. It took mequite some time to replace him back then. His name was Felipe, and hewas a famous hypnosis master. If you search for him on Google, youcan replace news articles or stories about him."

Sylvia frowned.

She had lost many childhood memories; Franklin said that she savedhim and his sister when they were young, but there wasn't even asingle image about it in her mind.

Had the part of her childhood memory that she lost also been takenaway by hypnosis?

She needed to know the truth.

"What are you two whispering about?" Suddenly Yadiel's voiceinterrupted them; Sylvia looked over and saw that Yadiel and Kian wereawake, rubbing their eyes.

Sylvia checked Cody's temperature again and breathed a sigh of relief,“Your fever is reduced finally.”

She stood up from the chair and prepared some medicine for Cody,“I've prepared five days’ medicine for you. Remember to take it afterevery meal."

Cody's eyes filled with gratitude, "Sibbie, I'm sorry."

"You didn't do anything wrong," Sylvia replied calmly.

Sylvia smiled with relief. "Yasmin has always been so good to meregardless of whether she remembers my mother or not! Isn't this themost precious thing?"

After finishing speaking, she pushed open the door of the doctor'soffice before turning back towards Cody, "Take care of yourself."Yadiel escorted her out quietly.

She stood on a long corridor where faint morning light filtered throughwindows, casting an ethereal yet chilly glow.

Yadiel whispered softly, "Dr. Andrews, you can see the exit when youwalk out of this lobby. I won't escort you any further.”

Sylvia nodded her head. "Thank you."

She walked towards the lobby with a straight posture, but she soonfroze.

In the corner of the lobby's lounge area sat a man on the couch. Helooked up at her when he heard footsteps.

Franklin?

He didn't leave?

He actually waited for her all night on that couch?

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat.

Then she saw him stand up and stride towards her.

In the faint morning light, he seemed to be bathed in a soft glow thatmade him look unrealistically handsome.

Brayden and Jenna, who were sitting on another couch nearby holdingeach other, woke up at this moment and looked over at Sylvia.“Brayden..." Jenna murmured before Brayden leaned in close to herear and whispered softly. "You're up?"

"Mm-hmm." Jenna rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned to look at Sylviaand Franklin. She had been so tired last night that she had curled up inBrayden's warm embrace and fallen asleep without realizing it.

Was it already morning?

Meanwhile, Franklin stretched out his arms towards Sylvia and pulledthe slender woman tightly into his embrace.

"Sylvia... Sylvia..." His low voice sounded like an exquisite cello playing;he held onto her so tightly as if embracing a precious treasure that waslost but found again.

Sylvia pressed herself against his hot chest; she could almost hear hisstrong heartbeat clearly.

“I'm here, I'm here." She couldn't help but reach out to hug him backtightly too.

An hour later, they returned to their hotel room, only to replace out thatBrayden and Jenna were staying in the same hotel too.

As they got off from elevator preparing to go back their own rooms,"Sylvia," Brayden hesitated before calling out Sylvia's name softly."There is something I want to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Sylvia asked calmly while looking directly into his eyes.Five minutes later, there was silence along the corridor where onecould hear even a pin drop sound...

Just when Brayden thought Sylvia would refuse him, suddenly he heardher cold voice saying, "Three o'clock this afternoon. Take me there."

"I am sorry,” said Braydon, lowering his head, "but for my father's sake,I have no other choice.”

He really had no other options. He used to live a carefree life as themayor's son, but now he was the prisoner's son. All his friends andrelatives were avoiding him except for Sylvia and Franklin who werestill willing to help them.

“It's no biggie. We're family," Sylvia said, thinking of Mrs. Wright'smemory being taken away and feeling a pang in her heart. She lookedat Brayden and her gaze softened, "See you this afternoon. Take agood rest before that."