After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Her ears twitched and she looked toward the door and saw Sylvia in a white dress walking in with her lunchbox, followed by James.

The sound of both of them walking was extraordinarily clear in her ears.

Her previously silent world seemed to have suddenly become lively and interesting.

Her eyes unconsciously moistened.

Her watery eyes were red as she watched Sylvia and James step closer to her.

"Sylvia... James." "I heard you. | heard you!" "I regain my hearing. Sylvia, | can't believe | actually heard it." Her voice was tinged with excitement, and her pretty face shone with excitement, which looked especially touching in the early morning sunlight.

Sylvia looked at her happy face and couldn't help but smile softly.

It was reassuring for Poppy to see Sylvia.

Poppy looked at Sylvia, lost in thought. If only Sylvia could always protect her and treat her well.

Sylvia noticed that Poppy were staring at her and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you thinking?" "Oh, nothing." Poppy felt herself too selfish. She even wanted Sylvia to be nice to her all the time.

She bit her lip and said to James, "James, I'm so hungry. | want to eat so much good food." Recently, because of her illness, her appetite was very poor, and she had lost a lot of weight.

Her small face was even thinner.

Her chin had become pointy.

It looked extraordinarily endearing.

"You have to go for an examination. Bear with it. Some tests need to be done on an empty stomach.” James patted her shoulder.

"If the test results show you're fine, you can be discharged.” "Really?" Poppy looked at him with surprise, feeling there was something wrong.

It was clear that ... yesterday she was attacked by poison in her body and fained in pain.

How come she recovered today and could even be discharged from the hospital? She was not stupid.

Franklin was also in the hospital, so it must be Sylvia that saved her.

Did Sylvia help her get the antidote? That must be it.

She thought in her mind, "Sylvia, did you find the antidote? How did you find it? Was it very hard to find? Even the doctors couldn't detoxify me. How did Sylvia find the antidote?" Sylvia just raised her hand and stroked Poppy's hair. "You don't have to worry about these things. Follow James to do the test.” The test results came out quickly.

She had recovered and could be discharged.

Before leaving the hospital, Poppy went to see Franklin and looked at the man who still looked very strong even though he was sick.

Poppy choked up, "Franklin ..." Thinking about all the things that happened to her and to Franklin in the past two days, she felt like she had a dream.

"Sylvia really dotes on you." Franklin's eyes fell on her with a hint of jealousy. Sylvia had really gone to a lot of trouble to find an antidote for Poppy.

He was jealous of Poppy.

Franklin did not stay in the hospital. When Poppy was discharged, he was also discharged.

Lexton was complaining around Franklin, "Franklin, you should stay a few more days. The hospital is quiet and good for you to recover." "Shut up!" Franklin was troubled by this psychiatrist.

He had only known Lexton was talktative before, but he had never imagined that he talked so much. "Franklin, I'm your doctor, and | have to say it. If | don't remind you, who will?" Lexton sat in the Bentley. He was constantly talking to Franklin.

Franklin resisted the urge to punch Lexton. "If you talk again, I'll throw you out of the car!" "You can't be so violent. You should keep yourself calm!" Lexton could not help but persuade him again.

Franklin thought he was annoying.

Poppy returned to Townyer Villa, where James had dropped her off.

She sat in the living room, looking at Lexton, who was constantly coming in and out, and felt that the psychiatrist seemed to be particularly busy.

She felt a little funny.

She was about to speak when her cell phone rang.

"Eden ? Can | help you?" Eden sounded a little anxious, "Poppy, | heard you recovered. Where have you been?" He arrived at the hospital and found the room empty, the covers were neatly folded, and all of Poppy's belongings gone.

It made him panic for no reason.

"I'm out of the hospital. I'm home." Poppy blushed slightly. She had heard the tension and anxiety in Eden's voice.

During this period of hospitalization, he would come to the hospital almost every day to accompany her. Being a top idol, he was obviously so busy with a full schedule.

But ... he would always spare the time to accompany her.

She was touched more than once.

Now just hearing his voice, she felt her heart was racing and her ears were red.

Damn, she should not be sick, right? "Oh, well then, as long as you're okay." Eden hung up the phone with a hint of frustration in his tone.

If she went home, he wouldn't be able to see her everyday! A burst of irritation hit him and he walked out of the hospital.

At that moment, a group of uninvited guests came to Townyer Villa.

Tyrell, with Mrs. Maskelyne, swaggered into the house and stepped into the living room.

Seeing Poppy sitting in the living room eating fruit, Mrs. Maskelyne's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain. "I didn't expect you to be still alive.

"Madam, if | die, you and my father will be very happy, right?" Poppy had been very disappointed with them after being badly treated by them.

The only family she had was Franklin and Sylvia, and James! Tyrell, her father, was even no better than a stranger! Not to mention Mrs. Maskelyne, the woman who was unrelated to her.

"We won't be happy because it means we'll lose a good chance to make money! Now that your ears have recovered, so you should be worth more than 300 million. | think you can be exchange for 500 million." Mrs. Maskelyne smiled hideously.