Chapter 603

Chapter 603

Sylvia gave him a glance, "Narcissism is a disease that needs to be

cured.”

She was so hungry that she hurried to the small cart, raising an

eyebrow.

Franklin saw that she was really hungry and hooked his lips. He

stretched out his big hand and took the dishes from the small cart.

Even doing something as simple as serving food makes him particularly

elegant and charming.

He only wore a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, revealing his slender

and powerful forearms with sleek lines.

When he served the food, he used force on his upper arms. His

muscles bulged slightly, lifting up the sleeves of his shirt a little bit.

It looked especially alluring.

Sylvia saw this scene and suddenly felt her cheeks flush with an

accelerated heartbeat.

No way...

She couldn't control herself anymore.

Franklin arranged everything neatly on the tablecloth.

When he raised his head, he saw Sylvia standing there looking at him

as if suppressing something inside of her.

He couldn't help but frown and reached out to grab her arm,"What's

wrong?"

Sylvia's face turned red hot as she shook off his hand,"Nothing. Let's

eat; I'm hungry."

She hurriedly sat down, picked up a fork, and took a bite of crispy fried

shrimp

Franklin ordered all kinds of dishes that Sylvia liked.

Sylvia lowered her head tightly, gripping onto the fork,"It tastes good."

"Aren't you going to comfort me?" Franklin suddenly spoke up coldly

“You're not three years old." Sylvia retorted back

“I'm angry yet jealous but you don't care.” He looked at her calmly

'Is this guy throwing tantrums?" thought Sylvia.

She raised an eyebrow playfully, while staring into Franklin's deep

eyes, which instantly made heat rush through every inch of herself

again.

Her heartbeat accelerated before she stuffed more food into her mouth.

However, when delicious cuisine entered into her mouth, it felt like

chewing some spicy food and made her even hotter.

Clink! She smashed the fork on the table.

Franklin was surprised by such sudden action. He looked up, only to

see a strange flush had appeared on Sylvia's face, resembling

someone who'd drank too much alcohol.

"You..." Before he said more, Sylvia pounced on him and both of them

fell towards the sofa behind the table.

She gazed at him alluringly, as if she wanted to take him.

She pressed one hand on his shoulder, while lifting his well-defined jaw

with the other, "Tonight, you're mine!"

Then, she leaned towards him to kiss his lips.

Her fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

Being seduced by such a seductive side of Sylvia, Franklin felt his heart

beat faster.

The next second, Franklin switched positions with her and pressed on

top of her, making her back against the soft sofa.

"My queen, as you wish."

A wonderful night.

When Sylvia woke up, it was the next morning.

She rubbed her temples and felt uncomfortable as if suffering a

hangover.

Last night's memories popped up into her mind. With her eyes closed,

she regretted acting too recklessly last night.

Just then, the bathroom door was pulled over, and Franklin stepped out

with a towel around his waist.

Beads of water slipped from his hair down his muscular chest, which

was so perfect that it could made all the women swoon.

His dishevelled wet hair flaunted his perfectly handsome face.

He casually grabbed one towel and put it on his head.

He even looked elegant and graceful when rubbing his hair.

He was definitely God's masterpiece.

"Go somewhere with me?"

Sylvia raised an eyebrow, "Where?"

"You'll know."

Franklin didn't tell her directly.

Half an hour later, they grabbed several bites of breakfast and walked

out of the hotel.

After a night's snowing, the world was shrouded in white.

Sylvia wore a white wool coat that was impeccably tailored, and a white

beret on her head. She looked like an innocent elf in the snow with her

flawless appearance.

Franklin donned a black cashmere coat that accentuated his tall and

lean figure. His deep-set eyes were as mysterious as ancient pools.

His handsome and suave demeanor was complemented by his long

legs wrapped in black pants.

As he walked, his open coat made him look like a walking statue

exuding elegance, refinement, and irresistible masculinity.

The two of them matched each other perfectly as if they were wearing

couple outfits.