After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Sylvia looked at Taryn, who was crying. It took her a long time to come back to herself. "Miss Maskelyne... But... You are Franklin's sister. How can you be a couple?" Taryn wiped her tears and smiled mockingly, "Miss Andrew, | suppose you don't know it yet. Franklin isn't my parent's child. He is adopted. We don't share the same blood." The day before, Sylvia had just known that she was not Otto's daughter. And now, she was told that Franklin was not his parents’ child either.

Sylvia was overwhelmed.

So, Taryn fell in love with her adopted brother...

But one can't force love, whether to, or not to.

Obviously, Franklin had always seen her as a sister.

"I am sorry, Miss Maskelyne. But | can't agree. | don't want to part with Franklin and he is not an object to be given. He is a person and | need to respect him. To him, you have always been a sister, right?" Taryn's face changed when she heard Sylvia's words. Tears once again welled up in her eyes. She grabbed Sylvia's hand. Under Sylvia's shocked and astonished gaze, Taryn knelt.

"Miss Andrews, | didn't want to meddle in your relationship with Franklin. But I'm literally dying. There is no cure for my heart disease. You may meet a better person in the future, but I'm different... | have no one but Franklin!" Sylvia was taken aback by Taryn's actions.

She wanted to help Taryn up, but she heard Taryn say, "I will kneel until you agree.” "Miss Maskelyne, | think you've watched too many s?" For the sake of Franklin, Sylvia looked at Taryn's face and said patiently, "I suggest you read books when you're bored." "Besides, if Franklin chooses you, | will leave immediately. So, you should ask Franklin, not me!" Sylvia was so indifferent.

Taryn had no tricks left, yet this woman still turned her down.

Her face suddenly became very awful, "Miss Andrews, are you that cruel? Do you want me to kneel until my last breath?" "I am sorry for your heart disease. | can help you find a doctor. But for the rest, | can't help." Sylvia had been in a very bad mood recently. She didn't want to bother herself with a psycho like Taryn. So, she grabbed her bag, passed Taryn, who was kneeling in front of her and walked directly towards the door.

"Kneel for as long as you like. | won't be the audience of your show." Franklin had just finished the meeting. As soon as he stepped out of the conference room, his phone rang.

It was Taryn's number.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Maskelyne?" It was an unfamiliar voice. Franklin frowned. "What happened?" "I'm a doctor of Lilypad General Hospital. Something happened to Miss Maskelyne. Please come here as soon as possible." Franklin's big hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and his voice became gloomy, "What did you say?" "Miss Maskelyne suffered a serious heart attack. The doctors are trying their best to save her. She is still in a dangerous situation.” Franklin hung up the phone, and before Jasper realized something was wrong, he heard the man order, "Go to Lilypad General Hospital." In the ward.

Taryn lay in the emergency room, dying.

Franklin rushed in like crazy.

"Taryn! How are you?" He held Taryn's hand and felt the warmth drained from her body.

He could feel that she was dying.

Poppy and James rushed over too after hearing the news.

They called out.

"Taryn!" "Taryn!" Their eyes turned red the moment they saw their sister, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, lying on the bed deadly.

Taryn was dying, clearly.

Franklin's eyes went bloodshot. "Taryn, | have been looking for a heart that suits you. Give me a little more time, | will find it." Taryn shook her head, her weak voice saying, "l can't wait..." Her eyes lost focus. She wanted to touch Franklin's cheek with her pale hands, but she had no strength for that.

"Franklin..." she murmured, tears rolling down her eyes, "Franklin, I... I love you." Her tears kept overflowing, "If there is an afterlife, will you love me too?" Franklin looked at her in shock, " Taryn?" "Franklin... promise me, promise me, don't be with Sylvia, promise me!" "If you don't promise me, | will die in regret!" Franklin couldn't help tightening his hand, " Taryn, what are you talking about?" But Taryn didn't seem to hear his voice. Her lifeless eyes were filled with despair as she said, "I hate her... | hate her for taking you away. | beg you, don't be with her. She killed me... Do you really want to be with the murderer who killed me?" Franklin felt as if he was being strangled by an invisible hand.

His chest was tight. He couldn't breathe.

He looked at Taryn in disbelief, "Sylvia will not harm you! Never!" "Don't you believe me? I'm going to die. Why should | wrong her?" Taryn's breathing suddenly became short and fast, "Avenge me! Franklin!" Her eyes widened, and then her hand slid off abruptly.

Franklin's heart suddenly became extremely cold. "Taryn, | promise, | will avenge you." He would find who harmed Taryn, but it couldn't be Sylvia! After Sylvia got out of the box, she was a little worried. After all, Taryn was a patient with heart disease. What if something happened to Taryn? She couldn't distance herself from it if something did happen to Taryn.

Thus, after driving for a few miles, she turned back to the cafe.

At the door of the cafe, she saw an ambulance driving away at high speed.

Sylvia's heart tightened. She lowered the car window and asked the waiter who hadn't returned to the cafe yet, "Is anyone injured?" "A woman had a heart attack. Fortunately, this place is close to the hospital. Who knows if she can be saved..." Sylvia's heart skipped a beat.

She stepped on the accelerator and followed up to the ambulance.

The hospital was full of her coworkers. She soon got to know Taryn's emergency room.

She rushed over immediately.

However, when she rushed over, she heard Taryn speaking to Franklin.