After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 125

Franklin reached out the other arm and wrapped it around her body.

Then he dragged Sylvia to his side, hugging her tightly.

Sylvia was forced to cling to his chest.

Looking at his charming face, she felt irritated.

"Franklin Maskelyne!" she growled.

"Shush!" Franklin pressed his index finger on her tender rose-petal-liked lips.

"What the heck do you want?" Sylvia snapped.

However, only the sounds of his steady heartbeat responded to her in the quiet room.

Then she felt his even breath.

It turned out Franklin fell asleep again.

That was way too fast.

Sylvia twisted in his embrace and changed a gesture.

Then she saw the faint stubble on his chin, making him look rougher than usual.

Sylvia couldn't help but imagine him as a rough guy, amused.

Narrowing her eyes, she wanted to break free, but Franklin pressed her forcibly.

She failed.

She would have thought he'd suffered from insomnia if he hadn't fallen asleep so quickly. She wondered if he had purposely lost some sleep or if it was for another reason.

Anyway, she smelt something fishy.

While her mind wandered, Sylvia gradually fell asleep.

After she slept soundly, the virus in her body smelt the familiar scent and became slightly excited. Shortly after, it calmed down.

Franklin opened his eyes, staring at the woman in his embrace, who was breathing evenly.

A ghost of a smile touched his lips. He thought Sylvia looked like an innocent baby after falling asleep.

She was off guard, and he didn't have the heart to wake up.

After a nap, he became spirited. However, he was immersed in the peaceful atmosphere.

Only hugging her without doing anything soothed his mood. He felt at ease, just like he finally had found the missing part of him.

Staring at her affectionately, Franklin pecked her forehead gently.

Then he held her more tightly and closed his eyes again.

The early morning.

Sylvia slowly opened her eyes, only to find it was bright outside the window.

She hurriedly sat up on the bed and checked her phone. It was past nine.

Frowning, she guessed that Franklin must have turned off the alarm before leaving.

Hence, she slept in.

Sylvia would feel irritated if she hadn't slept well, and Franklin seemed to remember this well.

If they had loved each other, Franklin would have been a responsible husband indeed.

Sylvia hurriedly straightened herself up and went downstairs.

She was going to the city hall. She had promised Mayor Cody to do something, so she couldn't break her word.