After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 377

In Poppy's hospital room, James opened the thermos box Sylvia had brought.

"Smells good. Sylvia, you're a good cook."

After one night, Poppy's mood had improved.

She looked at Sylvia with slightly raised eyes, her eyelashes fluttering in the light, "Sylvia, thank you ..."

Sylvia looked at her haggard face, tried to curl the corners of her mouth, and wrote in distress, "Hurry up and eat the noodles, or they won't taste good."

"Okay." Poppy nodded and began to eat the noodles.

In Franklin's hospital room.

Franklin was woken up by the familiar smell of noodles. It was the noodles ... made by Sylvia. It smelled so good.

He instantly turned so hungry.

Seeing him wake up, before Jasper could speak, Darcie ran to the hospital bed said with an attentive face, "Mr. Maskelyne, I brought you breakfast. You try it?"

Franklin's eyes fell on Darcie's face, and he looked cold. "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

Darcie was shocked and said in an injured tone, "Mr. Maskelyne, I am Darcie ... we have been colleagues together for several years. I am a flight attendant ... "

Why couldn't he remember her?

Why couldn't he recognize her?

She was so sad that her eyes were red rimmed.

Tears almost fell out, but she held them back.

"Mr. Maskelyne, do you want to eat noodles?" Jasper opened the thermos box.

Franklin smelled it, and although he did not see the person he was expecting to see, the noodles were extremely to his liking.

He directly picked up the fork and began to eat.

And he also drank up the noodle soup inside.

The noodles were not special, but he enjoyed eating them very much.

"What's so good about the noodles? Can it be as nutritious as the breakfast I brought?" Darcie said with a jealous face.

"Get lost!"

Franklin put the box on the bed table and didn't even look at Darcie.

"You know what? I'm about to marry you, and our parents are about to arrange a marriage for us. How can you tell me to get lost?"

Darcie couldn't help but shout out, "I know, you and Sylvia are divorced, You should stop thinking about her!"

Her heart was bitter, and her fingers were crossed together.

"Miss Hart, please." Jasper made a polite gesture.

Darcie gritted her teeth with an embarrassed face, opened the door of the room and walked out.

The hallway seemed to be quiet. Some patients and their family members were walking.

Darcie had just left the ward when she met Sylvia who was walking towards the elevator at the same time.

Sylvia's phone rang just as she entered the elevator.

Only after seeing the familiar caller ID on the screen, her fingers curled a little.

"Hello."

Franklin's quiet voice rang out from the other end of the phone, "Why don't you come to visit me after cooking the noodles for me?"

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat and she glanced at the thermos box she was carrying. "Franklin, what are you talking about?"

Darcie, who had stepped into the elevator, jerked her eyes up to Sylvia, and clutched the bag in her hand.

Franklin Just couldn't wait to call this bitch!

"Honey, don't you try to lie to me." Franklin's voice was low. "As soon as I smelled the fragrance of the noodles, I knew it must be you who made it. Only the food you make will make me have an appetite."