After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 215

Sylvia raised an eyebrow and stepped into the castle.

As expected, the castle was gorgeous and exquisite, with dignity and elegance in every place.

"Master Franklin, the dinner is ready," the butler said softly.

"I see." Franklin took Sylvia's hand and said in a husky voice, "Let's have dinner."

It was a surprise for Franklin to meet Sylvia in Lleilaga. Therefore, he was over the moon.

Sylvia looked at Franklin, who was as noble as a king, and raised an eyebrow, "Okay!"

Then she was led into a luxurious dining room.

The long table was laid out with flowers, elaborate meals, and wine.

It was opposite the window, through which Sylvia could see a large sea of lavenders outside the

window.

Sylvia felt as if she was in a beautiful fairyland. In the middle of the flowers was a large windmill,

spinning with the breeze.

This happened only in romantic movies. How beautiful!

Franklin was much richer than Sylvia thought. And she even wondered whether he had properties all

over the world.

The scent of flowers came with the wind.

While dining, Sylvia couldn't help but smile. "It's so beautiful here."

Franklin raised the corners of his mouth. "It's good that you like it."

Just then, a young maid came over with a plate of delicate pudding. "Master Franklin, this is the newly

baked pudding."

"Put it down," Franklin said indifferently.

After the maid put it down, she did not leave like other maids. Instead, she stood beside Franklin and

said with a sweet smile, "Master Franklin, may I ask what else you want to eat? I can go for it all. It's

rare for you to come back once, so I will try my best to serve you well!"

This maid's name was Lilian. Her blue eyes were almost glued to Franklin.

Sylvia detected a strong adoration from Lilian's eyes. She guessed Lilian liked Franklin.

Girls were only so nice to people they liked!

"No need." Franklin looked cold and pushed the pudding to Sylvia, "This is specially made for you."

Franklin knew that Sylvia enjoyed desserts like ice cream and pudding.

So, he specially ordered the pudding to be made.

Seeing that Franklin was so nice to Sylvia, Lilian was disappointed and jealous.

She had just heard from the other maids in the kitchen that Franklin had brought back a very beautiful

woman.

And now, she saw it in person and felt very upset.

After dinner, Sylvia sat in the living room, a little sleepy.

She curled up on the sofa like a cat, lazily watching TV.

Franklin sat elegantly beside her, with a laptop on his lap, as he worked on the business.

Sylvia had long been accustomed to this. Anyway, she had nothing to do tonight, so she would stay

here rather than at the hotel.

It was much more beautiful and comfortable than the hotel.

Having watched TV for a while, Sylvia got bored.

She involuntarily looked towards Franklin, whose perfect side face looked much less hostile in the soft

light. When he was focusing on the computer screen, his thin pursed lips looked very sexy.

Gradually, an urge welled up inside Sylvia. She actually wanted to kiss Franklin's thin lips as he was

too seductive.

Sylvia tried her best not to calm herself. She kept telling herself that, Franklin, despite a good

appearance, was narcissistic, lascivious, and domineering.

Therefore, she must stay calm!

She couldn't be tempted by Franklin's beauty. There were many more outstanding men in the world.

Sylvia forced herself to look toward the TV again. She was ashamed of having such an urge.

Just then, Lilian came over with a cup of coffee, still wearing a sweet smile. "Master Franklin, this is

your coffee."

Franklin raised his eyes from the screen and smelt the scent of coffee. He lazily glanced at Sylvia and

gestured for her to take it for him.

Sylvia got what he implied. She was unwilling to do that.

However, given that she had dinner and would stay here tonight, took the coffee and said, "Thank you

for the coffee."

When Sylvia caught the coffee, she saw a fierce flash in Lilian's eyes.

But it was quickly covered by Lilian's sweet smile. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Sylvia lowered her eyes. She took a sip of coffee, only to find it was sweet.

It seemed Lilian didn't know much about Franklin's flavor.

Franklin did not like anything sweet, especially sweet coffee.

He liked black coffee, especially made by Sylvia.

More exactly, he liked anything Sylvia made.

Whatever Sylvia made was delicious for him.

"I want to drink what you make." Franklin raised his hand and touched Sylvia's cheek, which felt

smooth and delicate.

Sylvia slapped away Franklin's hands. "Don't touch me!"

After saying that, she stood up.

She was not to make coffee for Franklin. She stood up because the coffee was so bad that she didn't

want to take another sip!

Embarrassed and upset, Lilian stood in place and looked at Franklin, who was again immersed in the

work.

As Sylvia got up, she saw Lilian's expression.

However, Sylvia thought it had nothing to do with her.

To Sylvia's surprise, Lilian followed Sylvia and asked, "Miss Andrews, why did Master Franklin ask you

to make coffee for him?"

'Because he's psycho!' Sylvia thought. However, she said in a clear and cold voice, "I don't know."

Lilian stood right next to Sylvia, watching her make the coffee.

It took Lilian a while to say, "You didn't put sugar in it."

Sylvia brought up the coffee cup. "He doesn't like sweet coffee."

'Do you mean I'm bad at making coffee?' Lilian thought indignantly.

Franklin smelled the familiar aroma of the coffee, reached out, and took it. He elegantly took a sip, and

then a satisfied smile played on his lips. "I do love the coffee you made."

Finding that Franklin fixed his eyes on her, Sylvia flushed. "Cut it out!"

Franklin put down his laptop, wrapped his arm around her waist, and brought her into his arms.

"Sweetie, you haven't told me why you came to Lleilaga."

Franklin remained horrified by the fact that Sylvia had fought against a boxing champion in Iqethi.

Thus, he was a little afraid that Sylvia was going to do something dangerous again.

"I'm not telling you." Sylvia yawned, "I'm a little sleepy."