After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 963

Sylvia looked dazedly at Franklin, whose face had suddenly turned peculiar.

She slowly sat up. "What's wrong?"

Franklin looked even stranger. Normally robust, how could this suddenly happen?

He was distressed but said nothing.

Gently kissing the corner of her lips, he got up to pour a glass of water.

Not continuing?

Sylvia blinked her watery eyes. This wasn't right!

This man was usually like a hungry wolf that couldn't get enough. How could he give up halfway?

Something was definitely off.

"Giving up?" Sylvia suspiciously looked him up and down.

Franklin feigned nonchalance, his face calm. "You're right. It's not soundproof here, so it wouldn't be good if..."

Did he suddenly see things so clearly?

Sylvia still felt something was wrong, very wrong.

"Are you planning to sneak up on me later?"

"You're overthinking. We've had a long day; let's just sleep."

Franklin set down his water glass, steadied his emotions, and forced himself to calm down before lying beside her.

His long legs were hidden under the thin blanket. His voice was steady, "Turn off the lights."

Still feeling it was odd, Sylvia didn't think much of it since she was truly exhausted.

She soon fell asleep.

Franklin, however, couldn't sleep. He kept letting out long breaths, almost doubting himself.

How could this happen?

Ever since he became an adult, he'd never experienced what happened just now.

His usually unruffled heart was now in turmoil.

This concerned his manly dignity, his standing as a man.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. With Sylvia's steady breathing beside him, he couldn't fall asleep.

He pondered many things, his thoughts a jumbled mess. Half-asleep, he felt he had only just dozed off when dawn broke.

Sylvia was the first to wake. Just as she was about to climb over him to get out of bed, Franklin opened his eyes at her movement.

The moment he opened his eyes, Sylvia felt the world spin as Franklin pinned her beneath him.

A flash of surprise crossed her eyes. Was this... the disaster from last night repeating itself?

She knew best how vigorous he was in the morning.

She pleaded softly, "No, please. We have a live selling session during the day, don't wear me out."

Franklin didn't speak. His seductive lips descended on hers, fervently devouring and grinding...

It felt like he wanted to consume her whole. Yet just when she thought she was inescapable, a few minutes later, Franklin suddenly let go of her.

The man lay on the bed, panting heavily, letting out a long breath.

Not continuing?

The same situation as last night?

Sylvia looked at him in a daze, and her gaze finally settled on the man's long thighs, which were very calm... extremely calm.

She frowned, and she sensitively noticed something!

"You... are you impotent?"

Hearing her question, Franklin's face immediately showed a thin redness, mixed with a trace of anger, "I... I might have been tired yesterday."

He has always been in good health and good physical condition.

And he exercises often; how could a body with such beautiful muscles be just for show?

He was still so brave that he could fight for three hundred rounds before coming to the show, so why did he become impotent here?

There must be a reason, it's not for no reason.

Sylvia looked at him with a very complicated expression, sat down on the edge of the bed, and felt that this matter was a bit strange, very strange.

"Is there anything else that's uncomfortable besides... um, impotence?"

There was a faint awkwardness in the air.

Franklin turned over, his back to her, "Do you think I'm impotent?"

Although Sylvia found this matter a bit funny, she held back, "No, it's just that we both can take a break."

"How come I feel like you're a bit happy about it?"

Franklin sat up abruptly, his gaze sharp as he stared at her, "I'm telling you, this is an accident, and it won't always be useless."

"Right, right, an accident, an accident. In two days, it will be fine." Sylvia still couldn't hold back her laughter, Franklin is impotent? My God! If this gets out, it could shock the whole world.

However, she can relax, no longer tired to the point of not being able to get up.

Although this is the case, she still thinks that she should find out the cause, to see what caused it.

Is it just impotence, or is it external stimulation, or did he eat something he shouldn't have?

Eat something he shouldn't have...

Sylvia's face changed, and a terrible thought came to her mind.

"Could it be that the detoxification pill didn't completely clear the Countless Love Ties poison? Is this a side effect?"

She felt that the detoxification was too simple at the time.

"If that's the case, then what should we do?"

Franklin thought about his body being hot, but there was no movement in that area, and he felt agitated.

It's stuffy, but there's no movement at all.

"Let's observe for two days first, and if it's still not working, we'll go home immediately and go to the hospital for a private examination."

Sylvia paused for a moment and then said, "I will examine you personally."

Such a private matter, no matter what, cannot be leaked out.

Franklin's face showed embarrassment, and he felt like he had lost his male prowess, and Sylvia would dislike him.

He sat there with his head down, "Let's go back tonight."

Find out the cause as soon as possible and treat it.

It's better than having no movement at all.

"Okay." Sylvia nodded, and this first stop of the live broadcast was coming to an end, almost over.

It just so happened that they were leaving, which allowed the special guests to come to the show.

And now the program has gained high popularity, and there's no need for Sylvia to worry anymore.

The purpose of spreading positive energy has been achieved.

Sylvia seemed to feel Franklin's depressed mood, and she slowly opened her arms and gently hugged the man, "Don't worry, no matter what, I will accompany you and get you treated properly."

After they finished washing up, they walked out of the room.

The program team had already prepared breakfast, and those who got up early were having breakfast there.

"Everyone will live broadcast again today, sell the remaining fruit, and when the task is over, we can go to the next stop!" Darnell encouraged everyone early in the morning. "Now our program's popularity is so high that it has almost become the most popular variety show."

His face was filled with a smile, and he had become a sought-after variety show director.

How down and out he was before, now he is as hot as ever.

Even some TV station directors personally called him, hoping to tailor a variety show for him.

But he refused them all. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Following Miss Andrews is the right path, isn't it?

He had not signed with any TV station before, but now he has the idea of signing, signing with Maskelyne Entertainment, and settling in at Maskelyne Group Video.

Maskelyne Group Video can't compare with the development of Kiwi Station or a certain cool station, but... he feels that he should stay and repay Sylvia's favor.

The program "Go Everywhere" has exploded, and the download volume of Maskelyne Group Video is extremely high, terrifying.

This is the charm of a hit program. So he believes that as long as there is a good team and a good program, it's just a matter of time before Maskelyne Group Video becomes the leader in the video industry.

Everyone was eating breakfast when Darnell shared his thoughts with Sylvia and Franklin. After listening, Franklin slightly frowned.

"This matter can be discussed with the CEO of Maskelyne Entertainment."

He manages the entire group, and if he has to worry about such trivial matters, then he would be too tired.

Sylvia nodded in agreement, "Your idea is very good, you can sign up. After finishing 'Go Everywhere,' you can work on some other programs. Make them all in a seasonal format."

"Okay." Darnell was quite happy. He added the CEO of Maskelyne Entertainment from the Facebook business card Franklin pushed over.

"I will talk to the CEO in detail about the contract and other aspects."

After finishing breakfast, everyone went to their respective live broadcast rooms to sell goods.

Franklin was not in a good mood and did not participate. He had been holding a laptop and sitting in the courtyard, working.

Sylvia, however, couldn't help but want to laugh. She knew that her behavior was too hurtful to him, so she forced herself to hold back.

She sat in her own live broadcast room and started selling goods.

"I heard a song a while ago, and it felt quite good. 'Under the Sea' dedicated to everyone."

She sang a song called "Under the Sea," which, after being adapted by a certain national group, became very passionate and stirring.

The original lyrics were beautiful and mournful, with a sense of decay and despair.

But after being sung again by a certain national group, it became very passionate and stirring.

It seems that this group has always had this kind of magic, and all their works are always filled with strong vitality and appeal.

Sylvia's voice is even more ethereal and full of vitality.

Hearing her sing this song, everyone stopped their actions and looked at her in a daze.

Franklin also looked up from his computer, and when it came to the rap part, he stood up and started to sing along.

The man's magnetic voice was almost on his knees when he opened his mouth, and the two of them sang together with great chemistry, not worse than the group's performance.

No one expected that they would sing "Under the Sea" and sing it so well.

Sylvia walked up to Franklin, extended her slender hand, and held his large palm.

Franklin was stunned, and a warm current climbed up from the bottom of his heart.

Was this... specially sung for him?