After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 747

Chapter 747

Sylvia glanced at him and thought of Mrs. Wright in Larro, who eventhough had lost her memory, still knew how to stew the pork rib soupthat Monica had taught her.

There are some emotions in this world that will never change ordisappear due to time and space.

"Don't mention it, we're all family," Sylvia spoke softly, a hint of lightflashing in her beautiful eyes.

Franklin quickly scanned through the documents and once he finished,he looked up at Sylvia with an intense and eager gaze.

"Has the court hearing time been scheduled?"

Brayden nodded. "10 AM, the day after tomorrow."

"Okay."

Franklin suppressed the palpitations in his heart. With the evidenceSylvia brought, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort.Several people called hotel room service together, had dinner togetherand then dispersed.

Sylvia and Franklin went straight to their own rooms.

She just pushed the door open, but hadn't stepped inside yet.Suddenly, the man reached out his long arm and pulled her inside. Inthe next second, she found herself pinned against the wall by the man,who towered over her, looking down with a condescending gaze.

The voice was hoarse and hot, "Simeon is more handsome than me?"Sylvia: "..."

How did he know she complimented Simeon?

She frowned slightly, thinking about Jasper's suspicious behavior.Without guessing, she knew for sure that Jasper tattled again.

“Does he run through the emergency exit because he doesn't want tobump into me in the elevator?"

"Because you have a boyfriend, you won't hug him?" Franklin extendedhis slender fingers and lifted Sylvia's pointed chin.

"Being so pure and virtuous, my dear... how should I reward you?"Sylvia's face was slightly flushed, and a rosy hue appeared on her fairand smooth face.

Franklin's unique male scent lingered between their breaths, makingher blush and feel embarrassed.

She can't take it anymore.

"Well... can you let me go first? I'm a bit tired and want to take ashower," Sylvia's voice was hoarse as she spoke. Her usually cold tonenow seemed to have warmth in it.

To Franklin's ears, it sounded like a subtle seduction.

He gave a slight smile, his fingers gently brushing aside the strands ofhair on her forehead before planting a kiss. "Feed me first," hewhispered, “then we'll talk."

The next morning, sunlight streamed in through the window. Sylvia satup feeling a bit groggy and achy all over. Memories of last night's blush-inducing moments flooded back, making her feel a little embarrassed.The room felt chilly and she got out of bed, washed up quickly, andwalked into the living room where she heard Franklin shuffling throughsome files.

Sylvia had always been light on her feet when walking, especially whenthe man was focused on something else. She quietly approached himfrom behind as he sat at his desk looking over some papers.

As she got closer to him, Sylvia couldn't help but notice how broad andsturdy Franklin's back looked - it gave her a sense of security thatmade her smile inwardly. But then again, why was she thinking suchchildish thoughts? Security was something you gave yourself; it wasn'tsomething someone else could provide for you.

She kept walking until she stood right behind him watching as he wrotenotes with his pen onto the papers in front of him - his handwritingstrong and elegant.

For some reason unknown to Sylvia herself, seeing Franklin writing likethat filled her heart with an inexplicable warmth.

"Have you seen enough?" asked Franklin turning slightly towards herwith a mischievous grin on his face.

Sylvia felt caught off guard - did he know all along that she had beenstanding there?

Franklin's long fingers held the pen firmly as he wrote another line ontoone of the pages before tearing it off neatly and handing it to Sylviawho took it curiously wondering what he had written this time around.Upon reading what was written on the paper however made Sylviaburst out laughing softly. “You're such a tease."

The note read: "When I look into your eyes, I see oceans, blue skies;but more than anything I see our beautiful future together!"

It wasn't too cheesy or overly sentimental but still managed to be quiteflirtatious which surprised Sylvia given how cold-hearted Franklinusually acted around others.

She smiled happily at this unexpected side of him while feeling softnessspread throughout every inch of her being like clouds parting way forsunshine after rain showers have passed overhead...

Suddenly, she reached out and gently, from behind, wrapped her armsaround his strong waist.

She pressed her delicate cheek firmly against his back.

Franklin was taken aback for a moment before asking, "What's wrong?""Nothing, I just wanted to hug you," Sylvia's voice was slightly muffled.She had been lacking warmth in her life for too long.