After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 702

Chapter 702

"How should I put this?" Franklin vaguely felt his own significance to her. Logan had told him before that the Love Parasite outbreak required him and Sylvia to do the most intimate thing in order to alleviate it.

And the golden butterfly that was about to spread its wings just now was... controlled after she drank his own blood.

Now the butterfly that was faintly visible on her face had disappeared without a trace.

Except for one thing... her skin seemed to be even more perfectly fair and radiant than before, with a translucent glow that was not the artificial paleness but rather a healthy pinkish hue.

Her facial features seem to be more perfect, especially her eyes, which were increasingly clear and charming.

She had a temperament that leaned towards being cool and aloof, and now... she seemed even cooler.

However, there was a hint of inexplicable charm mixed within the coolness that seduced people.

It made his heart skip a beat.

He was just thinking when he heard Sylvia say, "I drank your blood, and my parched body suddenly cooled down... I married you because you're RH-negative blood type and I was intentionally waiting for you in the rain that day."

"I found out that your grandpa is forcing you to get married, and you need a marriage partner."

"And I... just happen to need your blood type to suppress my Love Parasite poison."

"In order to get your attention, I deliberately stopped many passers-by and asked them about getting married, revealing to you that I need to get married."

Franklin listened as she recounted their flash marriage four years ago.

"You really managed to attract my attention, so I got out of the car to marry you. Everything is under your control."

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if I didn't come to find you? Wouldn't that mean your plan failed?"

Sylvia looked up at him and said, "I was betting that you would get off the car. And in the end, you did, didn't you?"

Her eyes were cold, and a hint of dominance flashed across her face. "So, do you regret getting off the car back then?"

Franklin shook his head and said, "No regrets."

If given a chance to start over in life, he would still choose to get off the car and marry her.

As if it was destined, he wanted to get off the car and as soon as he saw her, his body made a decision faster than his brain.

Getting married!

He wanted to marry her.

"Do you regret it? Marrying me?" Franklin's handsome face showed a hint of nervousness, inexplicably, this kind of question just came out.

She said, "Franklin, don't worry. Since I've chosen you, it's definitely you."