After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 106

Franklin looked at the pale woman; he couldn't help but frown.

A faint pain hit his heart.

He never knew that she was claustrophobic.

But how was that possible? She seemed to be so powerful ... Yet at times she was so fragile.

The way she mumbled then scared him.

But he didn't know what she actually said ...

Logan cast a glance at Franklin whose tall figure was an eyesore.

"Franklin, stay away from her." He was furious at the thought that Sylvia got injured when she was with Franklin.

"Logan, you are not wading into anything between me and Sylvia again." Franklin's expression changed, gloomy and cold.

"Franklin, what happens to Sylvia has nothing to do with you!" Logan also looked gloomy.

Emelia, who eavesdropped outside the ward, curled her lips with dissatisfaction.

She cursed that Sylvia could lie on the bed and never wake up.

In short, be a vegetable!

Emelia cursed Sylvia viciously.

"Logan, that you and Sylvia are living at the same house doesn't mean you can win Sylvia." Franklin sneered. "You are not needed in the ward now, please leave."

"I will stay by Sylvia's side; she is not your private property, so who are you to hog her?" Logan bristled with dissatisfaction.

He knew very well that they were divorced, but Franklin was still clinging to Sylvia, which could have been acceptable to him a few days ago.

But something happened to Sylvia when she was around Franklin, so he started to doubt Franklin's ability to protect Sylvia!

Those who couldn't protect Sylvia were all knocked out!

Paul Kennedy and Romeo Kennedy arrived at the hospital in a hurry while they were arguing in the ward.

Paul and Romeo went straight to Sylvia's ward as soon as they stepped out of the elevator and knew where Sylvia was.

They saw Emelia eavesdropping on the wall from a distance.

Paul cast a disdainful glance at Emelia. "Please give way to us, Miss Evans."

Emelia was listening intently. Her nails were almost pinched off out of jealousy, especially when she heard Franklin and Logan, two powerful presidents, arguing over Sylvia.

she was in a frenzy of hatred and jealousy when a voice filled with mockery and disdain suddenly came from overhead.

"Ah!" She jumped in shock.

She naturally took a step backward and the back of her head hit the door of the ward with a loud thud.

The pain made her eyes glaze over.

"That hurts!" She covered the back of her head, her mouth open in pain, losing all the qualities of a socialite.

At this point, she couldn't care less about her image.

She had the vague feeling that the back of her head was heaving with a bump.

It hurt so much that she burst into tears.

It was awkward to be caught eavesdropping.

But no more embarrassment could compare to her pain.

It really hurt.

The two men in the ward heard the noise outside; Logan strode over, pulling open the door of the ward to see Emelia with tears.

Paul, holding a bouquet of Gypsophila in his hand, glanced at Logan and said frantically, "What are you doing in my goddess' ward?"

"Yes, what are you doing here!" Romeo held his head high.