After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 203

His lovely face was like the best masterpiece from God.

Standing there, he naturally became the focus and put off a powerful vibe to make others respect him.

Right then, a tall, slender man got off from another car. He wore an easygoing smile on his handsome

face.

When Franklin and Brayden showed up, all people's attention was attracted.

Sylvia got down from the car, striding toward the hospital building.

Standing motionlessly, Franklin gazed at her in silence.

"Why didn't you answer my calls?"

Sylvia wondered if it was her illusion that she felt a sudden drop in the temperature. Then she lifted her

eyebrows.

She bypassed him and kept on walking. "I've just woken up."

She implied that she never answered phone calls while sleeping.

Brayden watched the fun in amusement, trying his best to hold back his laughter.

'What happened to Franklin? Sylvia seemed to have no interest in him at all.'

"Howdy, Brayden?" Sylvia greeted Brayden for Mrs. Wright's sake.

"Miss Andrews, Franklin has been pissed since getting up in the morning. Probably something is

bugging him, or he's sick. Do you have any method to make him feel better?" Brayden said cheekily.

Sylvia replied indifferently, "Violence may be helpful. You can beat him up."

Franklin stuffed a hand into the pocket of his slacks, staring at Sylvia coldly. He finally had thought it

over and figured out she had set him up to marry him in the past.

Then he couldn't wait to see her again. However, she cold shouldered him.

'Want to kick down the ladder, huh?' thought Franklin.

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Besides, she even mocked him ironically.

Franklin wondered if he should fight back, but he wished more to take revenge in bed.

Sylvia walked toward the elevator, and so did Franklin and Brayden.

After the two men entered, Franklin gazed at Sylvia without blinking. "Come in."

Sylvia shook her head. "Please go ahead. I'll wait for the next one."

Her words made Franklin's face darken. He slightly repressed his irritation and prompted, "Hurry up,

sweetie. Don't be naughty."

Sylvia's lips twitched.

His sudden doting voice brought goosebumps to her arms.

When the elevator doors were sliding close, Franklin seized her arm and dragged her into the elevator

forcibly.

Standing next to him, Sylvia could feel his heated gaze fixed on her.

She raised her head to glare at him awkwardly, only to meet his affectionate eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Why are you in the hospital?"

She felt that his eyes had seen through her.

Sylvia lowered her eyes to dodge his gaze.

Suddenly, Franklin bent over to approach her, overwhelming her with a familiar scent.

He whispered seductively, "Guess."

Enveloped by his mint scent, Sylvia dodged slightly. Her eyelashes trembled.

"Why should I?"

She pushed him away. When the elevator door slid open, she left.

The old Wilson's operation was scheduled for the next morning.

Sitting in the office, Sylvia browsed the old Wilson's health check report with a frown.

His knees and arms were diagnosed with comminuted fractures, and there were other wounds all over

his body.

His ribs and collarbones were broken.

However, his organs were not injured.

It meant the old Wilson used to be pretty healthy before.

Sylvia could tell his wounds were not caused by accidents but manually.

While she was lost in thought, there was a curt knock on the door.

"Please enter."

The door was pushed open. A nurse poked in her head and informed Sylvia, "Excuse me, Dr. Sylvia.

The head of the surgical department wants to discuss Mr. Mylo Wilson's operation with you."

"OK. Be right there." Sylvia put down the health report, heading for the chief physician's office.

Once she left her office, she saw Tammy in the corridor. Tammy was holding a man's arm, and the man

was good-looking wearing a white gown.

Sylvia hadn't been in the hospital recently, so she didn't know who this strange man was.

Tammy blocked her way triumphantly. "Sylvia, let me make an introduction. This is my boyfriend, Dale

Shea."

Dale had just returned from studying abroad. His father was Kash Shea, the associate dean of this

hospital. Dale was on board a few days ago. After learning his family background, Tammy made a

move quickly, fawned over him, and hit on him.

Dale was a dandy when he stayed abroad. When Tammy proactively seduced him, he accepted her.

Therefore, they started dating.

Since becoming the girlfriend of the associate dean's son, Tammy became indeed proud.

Of course, she didn't miss a chance to provoke Sylvia.

Sylvia looked at her indifferently and replied, "No interest in knowing your boyfriend."

Dale was stunned by her, wondering why he didn't know there was such a pretty doctor in the hospital.

Tammy's appearance was slightly above average. Compared to her, Sylvia was just like a fairy.

The thought upset Dale.

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Sylvia. I'm Dale, a doctor in the orthopedics department." He reached out his

right hand.

Since he behaved politely, Sylvia shook hands with him perfunctorily. Much to her surprise, Dale gazed

at her evilly and increased his grip on her hand. Moreover, he even reached the other hand to stroke

the back of hers.

The touch sickened Sylvia, making her hair stand on end.