Chapter 121

Poppy wished to be with Sylvia longer.

In the Bentley, the air was solidified, as stressful as before a storm.

Sylvia asked Franklin impatiently, “What's wrong with you? I took

Poppy's car here earlier."

Franklin was choked by her words, with a lump of unhappiness in his

throat, which darkened his face.

He didn't expect Sylvia still want to sit in Poppy's car.

All of a sudden, he was overwhelmed by the jealousy of his sister.

Realizing that, he felt helpless.

Bitterness surged in his chest, and he tried his best to repress the urge

to kiss her.

Immediately, he decided to teach Sylvia a lesson so she would stop

hitting on other men.

Looking stern, he asked, "Since when have you two been so close?

She's just a silly girl."

Franklin actually implied that he was good-looking and wealthy and

asked her to focus on him.

Sylvia could tell his mood had worsened increasingly. Lifting an

eyebrow, she looked at him in mockery. "I do need to thank you for your

help today, Franklin. However, I could handle it well even if you hadn't

contacted Mr. Carrillo and Mr. Mckee."

“You should appreciate my help.” Franklin still wanted to argue with her

stubbornly.

Her words made his eyes light up. His gaze fell on her pink, tender lips.

His Adam's apple bobbed. The next second, Franklin suddenly pressed

the back of her head.

Before his lips touched hers, Sylvia started struggling and covered her

lips. "What do you want? Stop it."

"You should thank me this way," he replied. Then he pried open her

hands and pressed a kiss on her lips.

Their tongues met and slid sensuously over one another. His hot breath

was on her cheeks.

Depression sprung in Sylvia's eyes.

'Is he in heat now? How dare he kiss me so wantonly!"

Franklin noticed that she was absentminded, a flame of anger surging

in his eyes.

The next second, he bit her, and she let out a moan in pain.

Faint blood tastes spread between their lips.

It made Franklin's heart perform a somersault. He deepened his kiss.

He stole her breath. Sylvia couldn't breathe because he didn't let her.

Finally, he pulled away, pressing his forehead against hers while

gasping for breath.

Then he declared aggressively, "I like the way how you thank me."

Sylvia was wordless.

Franklin always acted like a child in her presence.

Annoyed by his tone, Sylvia grabbed his sleeve and snapped, "Do you

like it? I don't. Your kissing skill sucks. You even bit my lip..."

Before she finished her words, Franklin's ears turned red. He sealed

her lips with a kiss.

"How dare you complain about my kiss! I'm gonna teach you a lesson,

woman.’

Pressing the back of her head, he pulled her down into a long,

breathless kiss. Sylvia's heart was thumping.

However, she found the virus didn't take effect.

She believed she could resist Franklin's seduction if the virus didn't

break out.

Inwardly, she reminded herself to keep calm.

Gazing at her intensely, Franklin repressed the irritation and urge in his

chest and pecked her lips fiercely.

“I'm still hungry..."

Sylvia sucked in her breath and confirmed that the virus didn't start her

physical desire, feeling delighted.

She wondered if the virus had been eliminated and wished it would

never break out again.

However, she didn't know the virus inside her body was accumulating

the energy for evolution.

Franklin's words implied that he wanted her to cook for him.

Although Sylvia didn't feel offended, she wanted to defend her rights.

"Franklin, you've accepted my appreciation just now."

Franklin immediately answered, "That doesn't count.”

Blinking at the shameless man, Sylvia reminded him, "You're not

supposed to be like that. You are a company's president and a famous

crew commander. Is this how you talk shop with your business

partners?"

A touch of a smile played on Franklin's thin lips, his eyes glittering. "You

didn't take the initiative to thank me just now. If you want to express

gratitude to someone, you need to be proactive. Understand?"

Sylvia sneered. She was spirited as the virus didn't control her.

Therefore, she retorted confidently, "I want to beat you up to express

my gratitude. What do you think?"

She had longed to fight with Franklin to test his skills. Therefore,

without hesitation, she threw a punch at him.

However, Franklin grabbed her fist instantly.

"Stop being so rude, baby. You should be gentle to me."

His big hand wrapped her fist up, and he could feel the strength of her

punch.

Even though he had stopped her, he clung to the back of the seat

under the impact force.

"We've divorced. Isn't it too inappropriate for us to meet every day?"

Sylvia remarked indifferently and pulled back her fist.

Tenderness appeared on Franklin's face. "I like it this way. Other

couples fall in love before getting married. Some also fall in love after

getting married. We can fall in love after divorce. Isn't it nice?"

"I don't want to fall in love with you." Sylvia curled her lips.

Then she added, "I cooked some dishes for you and kept them in your

fridge a few days ago, didn't I? Have you finished all?"

"Yep." Franklin gazed at her intensely. He had eaten the dishes

prepared by her for three meals in the past few days, so the food was

finished soon.

Hence, he wanted Sylvia to cook for him again, wishing she could cook

for him daily.

After divorcing her, he realized that only her dishes suited his stomach.

He always had stomachaches when having other food that wasn't

prepared by her, thinking it was too tasteless.

Sylvia darted at him wordlessly, wondering why he had finished the

dishes so quickly.

Franklin turned to Jasper. "Go to a supermarket.”

Shortly after, their car was parked in a basement parking lot of a

supermarket.

The three went grocery shopping together.

Jasper pushed a shopping car to lead the way, followed by Franklin and

Sylvia.

While Sylvia picked up the ingredients, Franklin stared at her.

They were both good-looking. People in the supermarkets peeked at

them from time to time.

Franklin was tall and sturdy. His strong aura feared others.

Therefore, most of the passersby dared not to gaze at his face.

Sylvia looked lovely, reminding them of the celestial from Heaven.

Several security guards of the supermarket kept checking on her.

Noticing that, Franklin repressed the urge to blow up. Blue veins

popped on his temples.