After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 110

It was so obvious to know what Logan thought. He must think she had sex with Franklin.

Franklin turned gloomy while he saw Logan tagging along with Sylvia.

The air seemed to be frozen.

It was in somewhat embarrassment.

Sylvia peeked at Franklin. Her pale lip turned pink, resembling the bloom of flowers. "What are you angry about? Aren’t you hungry? Come over to help," she said.

Then Logan saw, Franklin, the imposing and cold man, following Sylvia to help her in the kitchen.

It looked very funny.

"Don't be smug, Logan. Come over to help if you wanna eat." She walked to the kitchen door, and found Logan was gloating while she looked back.

"OK." Logan ran over to the kitchen. As long as she was okay, he could do anything.

He was in a good mood at that moment.

She looked at the food in the refrigerator, and then suggested, "Let's make bacon spaghetti. It's delicious and easy to cook."

"Okay." Franklin agreed. An expectant look flashed across his cold face.

He enjoyed cooking with her, because it would bring warmth to his heart, just like when he changed the sheet with her.

However, Logan, the third wheel, was an eyesore!

He glared at Logan and wondered why this fool stood here to ruin their moment. Did Logan do better in washing or cutting than him?

Logan was now dicing bacon.

As he rarely did chores, and even hardly went to kitchen, he couldn't cut well. Some dices were big and some were small, which looked unappetizing.

Franklin believed the spaghetti with the bacon diced by Logan must be tasteless.

Franklin started to dice potato.

He sneered at Logan then showed his evenly sized diced potatoes.

It pissed Logan off.

Why did Franklin could cut the ingredients so much better than him?

Logan, however, decided to hold back his anger for now, considering that Franklin could ease Sylvia's pain resulting from the virus.

Sylvia ignored the two men against each otherShe was busy with mixing sauce.

Bacon spaghetti was easy to do, but it would be better to make another two dishes.

Then she made pumpkin soup and steak pizzaiolla.

When she was done, the spaghetti was cooked properly.

Then she put dices of bacon and potatoes over the spaghetti.

The smell of the spaghetti made Logan salivate.

“Wow, Boss, you’re such a good cook."

Franklin looked at him expressionlessly. He wished that Logan, this noisy man, could disappear.

How did Logan usually act as a president in his own company to manage his subordinates? He was so meek and submissive in front of Sylvia.

Franklin was reluctant to stay with Logan.

And he believed Logan had many flaws, not as elegant, smart and handsome as him.

Franklin carried a dish out, and served Sylvia a plate of spaghetti in front of her.

Then he thoughtfully handed the knife and fork to her as well.

She took it resignedly.

Was there no way to cut ties with Franklin?

"Thank you," Sylvia said.

"Save it." Franklin frowned and looked at her. He disliked the way she deliberately alienated him.

She didn’t reply.

She had fought against the virus for so long, and she desperately needed to replenish some nutrition.

The two men said nothing.

Franklin was a reticent man.

Logan was about to say something to liven up the atmosphere, but then gave up the idea as he saw she was so tired.

His boss really had a hard time.

Thus, the three of them had dinner in silence.

Then Logan knew it was time for him to go to his own room and leave them alone.

This made Franklin realize maybe Logan and Sylvia were not in an intimate relationship as the rumor said.

No man was willing to have his lover stay with another man, right?

Franklin was puzzled about the relationship between Logan and Sylvia.

Soon he ignored it.

As he noticed Sylvia who walked in front of him didn't look nice.

She felt so painful.

The pain was too familiar to her.

She walked weakly and almost fell to the ground.

Then Franklin clasped her waist in time and she subconsciously stretch out her arms to hold him.

This made Franklin's Adam's apple bob.

Her pink skin overwhelmed him.