After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 617 Her shinbone was hit so hard and it hurt so much that she was on the verge of passing out.

Isla fell to the ground in a disheveled manner, holding onto her leg and tears uncontrollably streaming down her face.

Aviana felt very sorry when she saw this. She quickly came to Isla and said, "Isla, what can | say about you? Why are you so unreasonable? Why do you try to harm Miss Andrews? She has no grudges against you. What are you trying to trip the server?" "Auntie... why are you also criticizing me? Why aren't you standing by my side?" Isla raised her teary eyes and looked at Aviana, "I'm the one who's hurt..." "But is it right for you to trip the server?" Aviana was feeling a bit tired, thinking that the Saunders family had spoiled Isla too much, which had led to Isla's willfulness.

"Can't she see the situation? Sylvia is not someone she can afford to mess with!" Aviana thought angrily.

"| didn't mean to do it, | was unintentional." Isla would never admit that she tripped that server deliberately in an attempt to burn Sylvia.

She couldn't stand that Sylvia stole her thunder.

"Everyone knows if you were intentional, Isla. Do you think everyone is foolish?" Aviana was a bit frustrated. "Let me tell you, if you continue like this, | don't mind resigning on your behalf to Master Franklin directly. You won't be able to go anywhere in the future and will have to stay with the Saunders family!" Aviana then helped Isla up and pressed her to sit down before crouching down in front of her, rolling up her skirts to watch her calf.

The shocking purple bruise on the shinbone was eye-catching.

It could be seen that Sylvia used much strength.

Aviana was both heartbroken and frightened.

She couldn't help wondering why Sylvia had so much strength.

At this point, Sylvia had pulled Franklin back to his room at MI6.

She rolled her eyes and lifted her hand to start undoing the buttons on Franklin's shirt.

Franklin grabbed her hand and said, "Honey, you're so proactive, | can't help myself." "Don't be glib." Sylvia shook off his big hand and continued to help him unbutton his shirt. "Go take a cold shower, I'll find some medicine for you." Just as she finished speaking, she was stunned into silence.

His chest had a large area of reddened skin, and there were several scalded skins on his usually strong muscles, as well as a few blisters.

It looked shocking.

Sylvia felt her nose twitch. "Are you stupid? | could have dodged it myself. | could have done a backflip and solved the problem, but you had to use your body as a shield. Do you think you're Iron Man or something?" She raised her hand to hit his chest, but stopped suddenly.

She didn't dare touch his scorching hot skin; how painful must it be? "Don't touch water, or else it'll leave a scar," Sylvia warned him with a glare.

Franklin smiled and took hold of her hand. "My skin is rough. It'll be fine in a few days; the burn is simply nothing." Sylvia couldn't argue with that and found some burn ointment before leading him over to the couch.

Carefully dipping the cotton swab into the ointment, she gently applied it onto Franklin's reddened skin.

Especially when applying on those blisters, she was extra gentle with her movements - like brushing feathers lightly - afraid that she might hurt Franklin even more.

Despite this, intermittent burning pain still came through from time to time.

Franklin gritted his teeth together tightly as he tried not to show any signs of discomfort on his face.

The feeling of saving his wife was truly painful indeed! But even though he was hurting badly, there was sweetness in his heart.

Especially Sylvia kicked Isla earlier! He felt like Sylvia looked so cool at that moment! After helping Franklin apply medicine on him and covering up the injured area with breathable gauze cloth so that clothing wouldn't rub against it or cause secondary damage.

Sylvia then went over to look for an oversized cotton shirt from the closet. "Wear this instead; it'll be better than wearing slim-fit shirts." Franklin nodded slightly before raising one arm up.

But he accidentally brushed against where he got burned earlier, which caused him some pain again.

Sylvia's heart skip a beat as she quickly said, "Don't move around too much; let me help you put your shirt on.” She walked behind Franklin carefully, putting on each button for him while completely unaware of how handsome he looked right now, since he had been smiling mischievously all along.

She turned around, only then realizing what just happened after seeing Franklin's smirk plastered across his face.

"You touched me intentionally," said Franklin teasingly in an alluring voice.

Sylvia glared at him fiercely, "You overthink it!" "Come on," urged Sylvia impatiently after finishing dressing up Franklyn properly, "Let's go eat dinner before Adriel gets angry waiting for us." When the two of them walked hand in hand into the restaurant, the manager was trembling inside the private room.

"Oh my! Master Franklin has been burned. It was Isla who did it. And Isla was assigned to assist him as a server." the manager thought.