Chapter 418

And the video of Brock and Roland's fight all caused a mighty uproar

on Twitter.

"Oh my god, Roland is really scum.”

"Is this what the truth was like back then?"

"Heard who Mr. Davila talked about when he was crying? He talked

about my goddess!"

"My goddess is so beautiful and kind-hearted that she helped Mr.

Davila expose the true color of that scum."

"Roland, this is what happened back then!"

Poppy, who had been anxiously waiting at home, saw the

heartbreaking video and retweeted it with the text, “Mr. Davila's

character has stood the test of time, while the scum only deserves to

go to hell!"

After the release of the movie, she gained a large number of fans. Her

role as a young assistant who was deaf and mute for some time, was

played by her extremely realistically.

There were even many fans who said that they were moved to tears

watching it.

When she forwarded this, she immediately drove a lot of fans.

The fans made accusations of Roland, this hypocrite, like Poppy did.

The story of Roland's plagiarism of Brock was also dug out.

The moment the truth was revealed, everyone began to sympathize

with Brock and hate Roland.

But they forgot that they also verbally attacked Brock back then.

They were blinded and sided with Brock, aiding him.

The keyboard warriors are always hiding behind the internet, constantly

abusing and humiliating whoever they wanted to.

Standing in front of the police station.

Brock, who had long since calmed down, said to Eden beside him,

"Eden, let's go."

He had just took a step when a familiar voice came from behind him,

"Brock..."

It was Miah.

He stiffened, but forced himself not to look back at her. After a while,

Brock said, "Madam, you and Mr. Simon are not divorced, so please

address me as Mr. Davila.”

After saying that, he strode away without looking back.

Eden helplessly looked at the pale and weak Miah. She was also a

poor woman.

Alas.

He sighed.

In a hospital in Aettosa.

The 13th floor 1303 VIP ward, the bright warm sunshine shed through

the glass window onto the wide bed.

On the bed quietly lay a handsome man.

The man's long eyelashes covered his eyes. With a straight nose, thin

and sexual lips, he dressed in a loose hospital gown, making others

wonder how handsome and charming he was when he opened his

eyes.

Beside his bed was a sleeping woman. She was unparalleled in beauty,

and her long black hair flowed down her back.

The dark circles under the woman's eyes showed her recent state of

sleep.

"Well..."

Suddenly.

The man on the hospital bed let out a soft whisper, immediately waking

up the woman lying beside his bed.

She opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow, looking at the man in the

hospital bed who slowly opened his eyes, "You're awake?"

Franklin just woke up, so he was still a little bit drowsy.

After a while, he looked at Sylvia as if he were waking up from a dream,

and his voice was hoarse, "Honey, where is this place?"

He surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings and was somewhat puzzled.

Why did he wake up in a strange place?

Sylvia stared at him for a while, and found that the look in the man's

eyes was the cold one as before, instead of the vicious one.

Only then did she tentatively say, "Franklin? You've recovered?"

Franklin rubbed his temples, which were somewhat swollen from a long

coma, "What do you mean ..."

His voice froze and he jerked his head up to look at Sylvia, his face

pale, "You mean, the split personality of me came out?"

After the split personality came out, he would lose the memory of that

split personality after he woke up again.

So, whatever that split personality did, he knew nothing about it.

"Yes." Sylvia nodded, "You have a fever. This is Aettosa’s hospital. We'll

go home after the fever is reduced.”

Fever? Why did he need to come to Atetosa for the treatment of a

fever?

Franklin couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the

more his head hurt.

The more it hurt, the more he wanted to know what the personality had

done since it came out.

His biggest worry was ... whether that personality had done anything

drastic to Sylvia!

"Don't you think too much." Sylvia, sensitive to his change, hurriedly

said soothingly, "You are sick, a very serious mental illness. So you

need a good doctor to help you treat it, Lexton introduced a doctor. I'll

visit him in the next two days, he will definitely cure your illness."

What was she talking about? She was going to a doctor to help him

with his illness?

She ...

Franklin's heart pounded.

What did she mean by this? Did she take his business so seriously?

And she even came specifically to Aettosa?

"Honey ..." Franklin wanted to say something, as if he had got a lot to

say.

"Well, do not say anything.” Sylvia stood up, poured him a glass of

water and handed it to his hand, "You drink some water first."

The warm water slid across his dry throat, and Franklin felt more

comfortable.

Then Sylvia opened the thermos again, "Have some porridge. You've

been in a coma for two days and two nights. Tou should eat

something.”

“I want to eat the food you cook.” Franklin looked at her with deep

affection, and couldn't be more touched. "This is what I made." Sylvia

knew that this man, sick or not, no matter how old he was, was so

childish!

He even wanted a bowl of porridge to be made by her!

Hearing her words, Franklin beamed at Sylvia in satisfaction.

"Thank you."

Just hearing her say that she made it made his appetite increase.

Sylvia was helpless. She then poured him a bowl of porridge and

brought it to him, "Have it."

At this time, Jasper returned to the hospital with an invitation, and he

knocked on the door of the hospital room to see this warm scene.

His heart instantly softened, "Mr. Maskelyne, you finally woke up. Do

you know ..."

Before he finished speaking, Sylvia glanced at him suggestively,

"Jasper, where are the daily necessities I asked you to buy?"

Jasper was stunned and hurriedly said, "Oh, in the car. I was in a hurry

to get up here and forgot to pick them up.”

Sylvia got up and walked out with him, “Let's go get them together."

Jasper immediately understood. Walking out of the door of the ward, he

handed Sylvia an invitation, "This is the invitation to Earl's wife

Queena's birthday party. Miss Andrews, why don't you let me tell this to

Mr. Maskelyne?"