After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 497

"Honey... Let's sleep a little longer."

The man's husky and mellow voice came, and Sylvia's ears burned.

If it was before, the virus inside her body would have been turned on.

But now, she found that her virus no longer took effect since the last time she was saved by Franklin's

blood.

And, it had been a long time since she had felt the surge of the virus.

She felt it a bit eerily peaceful.

But she had experienced too much, leaving her no time to think about the virus in her body.

At this point the virus came to her mind and she was shocked to realize that it had been too long since

she had had an attack.

"Honey..."

Franklin, who waited for a while but did not get Sylvia's response, slowly opened his deep-set, ink eyes

and saw Sylvia sitting there in a daze.

He raised an eyebrow, "What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing." Sylvia snapped back instantly and glanced out the window at the sun, "The rain has

stopped and the sun is out."

"There's always a rainbow after the storm." Franklin sat up, his exhausted body finally got much better

after rest.

Next second.

Before Sylvia could react, she felt a whirlwind.

The man then pinned her down.

Those narrow eyes were flickering with desire for Sylvia.

Sylvia blushed, "Don't ... We're not at home ..."

"That ..." Franklin smiled, "You mean we can make out when we're home?"

Sylvia's face turned even redder, "Get up! Come on! What's the point of us hiding in the tent when

everyone else is busy outside?"

Franklin looked at Sylvia who was shy. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, his chest heaving slightly.

It showed his pleasant mood.

He liked this contrast formed by her. She appeared a powerful lady in front of people, but she was a

sweet, coy woman in front of him.

The man's thin lips were slightly pressed against Sylvia's forehead, and at that moment, Jasper's voice

suddenly came from outside the door.

"Master Franklin, are you awake?"

Franklin froze and said, a little chagrined, "Yup."

"Then I'll bring in the breakfast." With those words, Jasper pushed the door in.

Breakfast in the disaster area was very simple, including a bottle of milk, and two loaves of bread.

After putting the food away, Jasper went out.

Sylvia casually washed up and sat down at the small table, where the early morning sunlight poured in

through the window and just fell on her.

Delicate silhouette, moist almond eyes, red lips appear delicate like flower petals, but with a touch of

inexplicable allure.

Franklin washed his face and came over, and there was a hint of gentleness and doting in his cold Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

eyes.

He sat in front of Sylvia with his thin lips slightly parted, took a piece of bread and bit into it.

"Only such food can be offered in the disaster area."

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat and affection appeared in her eyes. She blinked her almond eyes and

raised her eyebrows, "I'm here for rescue work, not enjoyment."

Franklin smiled and reached out his hand to rub her hair, "Good girl, I'll take you to a big dinner when

we get back to Larro."

Sylvia somehow felt he sounded like he was coaxing a child.

She took a piece of egg and put it in Franklin's bowl, "It's not bad."

The meals prepared by the chef of Royal Galaxy Hotel were home-cooked, but they tasted excellent.

Franklin, who was not a big fan of eggs, looked at the egg, which glowed invitingly in the sunlight.

But it didn't tempt his taste buds.

When Sylvia saw that Franklin was not eating, she raised her eyebrows and took another piece of egg,

"Open your mouth."

Franklin glanced up at Sylvia and took the egg into his mouth.

His eyes were narrowed slightly. The egg tasted different from what he imagined.

It tasted not bad.

Sylvia's red lips curled slightly, "Does it taste good?"

The chefs at the Royal Galaxy Hotel were excellent.

Franklin nodded, with an expectant look in his eyes.

It looked like as if a cat waiting to be fed.

It reminded Sylvia of the black cat she used to have.

It always lazily waited for her to feed it.

Sylvia had to take another piece of egg. A helpless smile lifted the corners of her lips, "Have another

piece."

Franklin suddenly grabbed her hand and Sylvia raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

The man's voice was dark and seductive, "Sit here."

Sylvia took one look and realized that .... Franklin was referring to his thighs.

She was a little uncomfortable, "Stop it."

Franklin knew she wouldn't listen, and he pulled her onto his lap, and then one of his hands firmly

clasped her waist, fixing her onto his thighs.

Suddenly, the man leaned over and lowered his head to eat the piece of egg on her fork.

Swiftly and wildly, he cupped Sylvia's chin and leaned down.

Sylvia's eyes widened as she felt the piece of egg slide into her mouth. The aromatic soft and smooth

egg broke in with the man's breath.

She couldn't help but raise her head ...

It took a while before he let her go.

Franklin looked at Sylvia's red face in his arms, his gaze deep, his long fingertips gently rubbing her red

lips, "Is it good?"

Sylvia's ears echoed with the man's seductive voice, and her white neck, even her pink ears, all turned

red.

Her eyes were narrowed slightly, and then she glared at Franklin again.

"It's early in the morning. Stop messing around."

Franklin clasped his palm around her slender, soft waist and raised his eyebrows. "Don't you think it

fun."

Sylvia jumped off his lap, her cool face with a hint of charm, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows

tinged with scarlet, like a flower blooming in the morning sun.

Franklin wanted to eat her up immediately.

His throat rolled up and down, his hoarse voice saying, "Don't run away."

Sylvia raised her hand and tapped him on the forehead, "Wake up. We are in the disaster area."