After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Inside the hotel...

Carolyn and her assistant, Sara, shared a room. Carolyn's complexion didn't look good as she held a tall glass in her fair fingers, gently swaying the red liquid inside. Her deep gaze stared out into the night through the window, and she let out a heavy sigh.

Sara, drying her hair with a towel, walked over to Carolyn. Her beautiful eyes glistened with tenderness as she looked at Carolyn's slender figure from behind.

"Ms. Howlett, it's late. Wash up and get some rest. Don't think too much," Sara said.

Carolyn nodded and finished the red wine in her glass. Tilting her slender neck back, she exuded a sense of desolation.

Sara naturally took the glass from her and placed it aside. As Carolyn's devoted assistant, she was accustomed to taking care of Carolyn. "Go ahead."

Carolyn didn't say anything. She grabbed her nightgown and entered the bathroom.

Suppressing her inner impulses, Sara dried her hair and lay down on the bed, taking a deep breath. She closed her eyes and took some time to calm her emotions. Carolyn was her boss, her superior...

She hypnotized herself for a while, doing some mental preparation before picking up her phone and opening a game to distract herself.

As she was about to finish a game, the bathroom door opened, and Carolyn walked out.

Although she was in her thirties, she looked much younger due to her excellent maintenance. Her skin was flawless, and her figure was slender and graceful, resembling that of a woman in her late twenties. Sara's carefully constructed mental defenses crumbled with just one glance.

She took a deep breath and forcefully turned her gaze away, forcing herself not to look at Carolyn.

Unaware of her assistant's thoughts, Carolyn casually picked up a hairdryer from the table to blow dry her hair.

Unexpectedly, Sara walked over without hesitation. "Ms. Howlett, let me do it for you."

Without waiting for a response, she took the hairdryer from Carolyn's hand and started blow drying her hair.

Sara was always attentive, taking care of Carolyn's every need.

Carolyn remained oblivious to her assistant's hidden thoughts. After a tense day, she finally relaxed after taking a hot shower. Standing under the warm air from the hairdryer, she soon fell asleep with her head resting on the table.

Sara watched her peacefully sleeping face, her heart pounding.

After drying Carolyn's hair, she quietly put away the hairdryer without waking her up.

She silently watched Carolyn's moist lips, unable to resist the urge to get closer... closer.

Just then, Carolyn suddenly opened her eyes. "Is it done? I'm so tired."

She mumbled and moved to her own bed.

Sara was startled. Suppressing her racing heart, she stiffly said, "Yes, goodnight."

She quickly lay down on her own bed and covered herself with the blanket.

Only when Carolyn fell asleep beside her did she cautiously shift her gaze back to Carolyn's face.

So beautiful...

But she didn't have the courage to do anything more. She closed her eyes instead.

*Cough, cough* A suppressed cough awakened Sylvia from her sleep.

She sat up abruptly and saw Franklin next to her, covering his lips as he coughed uncomfortably.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

He tried to keep his cough as quiet as possible so as not to wake her up.

However, Sylvia was sensitive and woke up anyway.

She reached out and gently patted Franklin's broad back. "Is it poisoning?"

Franklin hid his wet palm and took a shallow breath. "Did I wake you up?"

"It doesn't matter if I wake up or not. Besides coughing, is there anything else bothering you? Should I call Casey?" Sylvia looked at Franklin's face with concern.

The room was dark, and she could only see his handsome profile in the moonlight through the window.

Her long lashes flickered as she felt uneasy.

Franklin shook his head. "It's okay. I'll go to the bathroom."

With that, he got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. The light in the bathroom turned on automatically.

As soon as he entered, the light came on.

Lowering his gaze, he saw a red stain in his palm.

He turned on the tap and washed away the blood before flushing the toilet as if he had just used it.

But as he turned around, everything went pitch black before his eyes. He froze in his tracks.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes again but still saw nothing but darkness.

He didn't dare to move forward, afraid of making any noise. He didn't want to tell Sylvia; he didn't want to see her worried expression.

"Why aren't you coming out?" Sylvia had been awake all along. She walked to the bathroom door and curiously pushed it open, finding Franklin standing there.

"I was about to come out when you came over." Franklin forced a stiff smile and walked toward where he heard Sylvia's voice.

Although he couldn't see anything, he pretended as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, a soft hand held his large hand. "Really? You need me to accompany you even when you go to the bathroom?"

His nose tingled as he rubbed Sylvia's soft hair with his other hand. His voice sounded slightly hoarse. "Thank you, my dear." "Oh, so romantic?" Sylvia chuckled at his teasing.

The two lay back down together. In the darkness, Franklin found Sylvia's red lips and kissed them gently.

They kissed for a long time before reluctantly parting.

Sylvia sighed. "This poison is really disgusting..."

Normally this man was full of vigor. But after being affected by Countless Love Ties, he...

Franklin's face stiffened. He couldn't feel anything in his sensitive area. No matter how restless he felt inside, it was all in vain.

This feeling was even harder for him to accept than losing his sight.

If a man loses his virility... can he still be called a man?

"Let's go back to sleep." Franklin finally spoke after a while. He didn't want to continue discussing this topic.

Sylvia responded softly and closed her eyes.

In the pitch-black darkness, Franklin

struggled to fall asleep. He had been blind for quite some time now. maybe over an hour, and he still hadn't regained his sight. S

If he didn't recover by tomorrow morning...

He couldn't imagine Sylvia's reaction and expression...

With his eyes wide open in complete darkness, he waited for the light to return.

He didn't know how much time had passed... but he finally noticed that it was getting brighter outside the window.

His heart that had been hanging in suspense slowly returned to its place when he saw...

Great!

He finally closed his eyes and fell into slumber.

When Sylvia woke up, it was already past seven in the morning. Franklin was still sound asleep.

She went to the hotel's buffet breakfast area and brought back some food. However, Franklin still hadn't woken up.

She looked at the time; it was already past eight.

Why hasn't he woken up yet?

Her heart tightened as she put down

the breakfast and walked to the

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bedside. She reached out and checked if Franklin was breathing... Thank goodness he was alive...

It felt like a sword was constantly hanging over her head, ready to pierce through at any moment. The discomfort was unbearable.

She feared losing any signs of life from him; she feared...

Franklin finally woke up after sleeping until past nine o'clock. Instead of immediately getting up, he checked if he could see again before sitting up. "Awake?" Sylvia curled her lips. "I brought breakfast an hour ago; it's already cold."

"It doesn't matter; it's just toast and ham. It doesn't matter if they're cold or not." Franklin smiled at her and went to freshen up in the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he sat at the dining table and took a bite of toast.

But there was no taste in that toast at all. His heart skipped a beat, but his handsome face remained unchanged.

He put down the toast and took a bite of ham; still no taste.

He had lost his sense of taste...

Realizing this fact, he acted as if nothing had happened and continued eating his breakfast in front of him.

He even drank milk which also had no taste.

But it felt as if he were eating something delicious; he ate with relish.

Sylvia glanced at him suspiciously. "This can't compare to our breakfast at home."

Franklin laughed without missing a beat. "Because my wife brought it!"

After finishing breakfast, it was already past ten o'clock.

Today was the day of judgment, and the verdict would be announced at eleven o'clock.

Around ten-thirty, Carolyn and Sara came together to call them.

The group headed towards the courthouse.

When the verdict was announced, Franklin frowned.

"The evidence is conclusive; why won't they release him?"

"Let's appeal," Carolyn said with a painful heartache upon seeing the result. She knew... Lukas couldn't be saved so easily.

Even though they were fully prepared, their opponent refused to release him no matter what.

"Is there no other way besides appealing?" Sylvia didn't understand these matters very well.

"Well, we can continue appealing," Franklin explained to ease her worries. "Let's go back to the hotel."

It was an expected outcome; their opponent wouldn't easily release him.

Carolyn felt extremely upset; it felt like countless heavy stones weighed down on her heart.

As they walked on the road, she couldn't help but shed tears. "Lukas has suffered so much inside there... He used to be such an elegant person..."

Jasper comforted her by embracing her tightly. "Sis... Sis, don't cry. Brother-in-law will definitely come out."

Sara looked at Carolyn with

heartache, she wanted so badly to

replace Jasper. But she knew Jasper

and Carolyn were siblings... They were family while she was just an outsider.

Everyone's mood was heavy; Lukas' situation was evident for all to see.

The atmosphere inside the car became unusually tense, and no one spoke for a while.