After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 273

Sylvia opened the lid, the food fragrance spreading in the room.

While munching, she checked messages on the phone.

Suddenly, she saw a Facebook message from Brayden. "Miss Andrews, I have a question.”

Sylvia replied, "What do you want to know?"

Then she tossed away her phone and concentrated on eating.

Shortly after, Franklin requested to have a video call with her.

Sylvia looked at Logan and asked, "Do I look all right? Haggard?" Logan's heart tightened. "Nah. You look great.”

"Don't lie to me." Sylvia didn't believe him.

She didn't straighten up herself. After waking up, she even didn't comb her hair.

How could she look great?

“I didn't lie." Logan raised his hand to swear. “No matter what you look like, Mr. Maskelyne looks at you in the opposite building," his inner voice added.

Sylvia swiped to answer Franklin's video request.

Instantly, she saw his charming face. For some reason, she thought Franklin had lost some weight, wondering if he hadn't gotten used to the weather abroad.

While her mind was wandering, Franklin said mellowly, "Hello, sweetie." Sylvia put some food into her mouth. "Had breakfast yet?" she asked. "Not yet." Franklin shook his head. Sylvia's face became smaller and looked pale, and he felt sorry for her.

He decided to get better soon and help her gain some weight.

After making up his mind, Franklin became delighted, gazing at Sylvia greedily.

"Why didn't you have breakfast? No wonder you've lost some weight.” Sylvia glared at him. "Probably your abs will be gone soon."

Franklin chuckled, curling up his lips into a playful smile. "I can lift my shirt to let you check on them."

"No, thanks," Sylvia curled her lips.

Franklin changed the subject. "Remember your words in your office several days ago? Do they still count?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed through Sylvia's eyes. She seldom confessed to Franklin so boldly. Therefore, she denied it, "What did I say?"

“You said you'd stopped detesting me." Seeing her cheeks turn rosy gradually, Franklin chuckled, "Does it mean you like me?"

“You wish!" Sylvia snorted.

Franklin felt sweet. "All right. I'll take it as a yes."

“I don't want to talk to you now. You ruined my appetite.” Sylvia ended the call immediately probably because she wanted to avoid talking about it or because she had no guts to face him.

Franklin could tell she panicked, lifting his brow.

He put down the phone and held the telescope again.

Every day, he checked on Sylvia in the ward which was arranged by Logan.

Whenever standing at the window, Franklin could see Sylvia through the telescope.

Just now, he saw Sylvia wake up, so he hurriedly requested a video call with her.

Sylvia had no idea that Franklin was watching her.

He told her he was on a business trip, but he took the time to recover. Standing behind Franklin, Jasper reported to him, "Mr. Maskelyne, half a month later, Formula One World Championship will be held. Will our company's fleet join it?"

Franklin put down the telescope and looked back at him. "It's a world championship. We cannot miss it."

"OK." Jasper nodded immediately. “I wonder if you'll recover by then." "Our fleet will join the contest, so I must attend the opening ceremony to encourage them,” Franklin answered expressionlessly. "No matter what, I must be there."

Jasper knew him well, so he didn't insist on stopping Franklin. Meanwhile, in Sylvia's ward, the lab.

“The world championship this year will be held in half a month?" Sylvia lifted her brow. "Longevity Pharmaceuticals’ fleet is just above average. Let them practice more."

The Formula One World Championship is well-known globally. Longevity Pharmaceuticals’ fleet only achieved the qualified level. "Boss, you mean..." Logan gaped at her in disbelief. Her physical condition was bad.

“I'l try hard." Sylvia lowered her head to eat in silence.

The night was deep. The moon hung in the dark sky.

In the Evans family's Villa, yawning, Tiffany was about to get some water from the dining room downstairs.

While bypassing the old Evans’ room, she heard him talking.

Tiffany wondered why her grandfather was still up and whom he was talking to.

She looked around, only to find all the doors were locked and the servants had already gone to bed.

Tiffany tiptoed to the old Evans’ room door, clinging her ear to it.

"My darling, I'm so sorry. I was so stupid that I kicked Monica out of our family," she heard the old Evans sobbing in the room.

Tiffany blinked, realizing he was talking about her aunt named Monica. She knew her father had a younger sister but was kicked out after doing something to disgrace the family.

"I saw Monica's daughter. She is pretty and is a doctor.”

"I regretted it, Darling. Monica is such an outstanding girl."

"Sorry. I disappointed you. I felt guilty when I saw Monica's daughter. What should I do to make it up to her?"

Tiffany listened to him for a while and realized that her grandfather was talking to her late grandmother.

It seemed her aunt's matter troubled her grandfather a lot.

Curling her lips, Tiffany felt disgusted. The thought that Sylvia would become her cousin sickened her.

She was unwilling to be Sylvia's cousin.

"Darling, should I let her be the heir of the Evans family? She's an excellent girl. I'm sure she could develop our family well and bring prosperity to our family in the future.”

“What? Grandpa wants Sylvia Andrews to take over the Evans family in the future. Is he out of his mind? That bitch's family name isn't Evans at all."

If Sylvia became the next master of the family, Tiffany didn't think she would lead a happy life.

She decided to stop her grandfather.

With a steely look, she wished to skin Sylvia alive. Sylvia was always against her; now, Sylvia was gonna steal the Evans family away.

The old Evans continued, "Darling, I must find her and tell her the truth back then. I want to expiate my sin."

“The truth? What truth?" Tiffany wondered, and suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind her, "What are you doing, Tiffany?"

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