After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 635

Chapter 635

Sylvia stared at Cody in shock. Hypnosis... Mrs. Wright was actually hypnotized, and as a result, she

lost all her memories of Monica? This was too terrifying.

So anyone who knew how to hypnotize could just take away someone's memories?

"Who did it? Who hypnotized her?" Sylvia's face turned pale. She rarely got emotional, but she couldn't

accept what had happened.

Cody cleared his throat. "I heard he passed away already. It took me quite some time to find him back

then. His name was Felipe, and he was a famous hypnosis master. If you search for him on Google,

you can find news articles or stories about him."

Sylvia frowned.

She had lost many childhood memories; Franklin said that she saved him and his sister when they

were young, but there wasn't even a single image about it in her mind.

Had the part of her childhood memory that she lost also been taken away by hypnosis?

She needed to know the truth.

"What are you two whispering about?" Suddenly Yadiel's voice interrupted them; Sylvia looked over

and saw that Yadiel and Kian were awake, rubbing their eyes.

Sylvia checked Cody's temperature again and breathed a sigh of relief, "Your fever is reduced finally."

She stood up from the chair and prepared some medicine for Cody, "I've prepared five days' medicine

for you. Remember to take it after every meal."

Cody's eyes filled with gratitude, "Sibbie, I'm sorry."

"You didn't do anything wrong," Sylvia replied calmly.

Sylvia smiled with relief. "Yasmin has always been so good to me regardless of whether she

remembers my mother or not! Isn't this the most precious thing?"

After finishing speaking, she pushed open the door of the doctor's office before turning back towards

Cody, "Take care of yourself."

Yadiel escorted her out quietly.

She stood on a long corridor where faint morning light filtered through windows, casting an ethereal yet

chilly glow.

Yadiel whispered softly, "Dr. Andrews, you can see the exit when you walk out of this lobby. I won't

escort you any further."

Sylvia nodded her head. "Thank you."

She walked towards the lobby with a straight posture, but she soon froze.

In the corner of the lobby's lounge area sat a man on the couch. He looked up at her when he heard

footsteps.

Franklin?

He didn't leave?

He actually waited for her all night on that couch?

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat.

Then she saw him stand up and stride towards her.

In the faint morning light, he seemed to be bathed in a soft glow that made him look unrealistically

handsome.

Brayden and Jenna, who were sitting on another couch nearby holding each other, woke up at this

moment and looked over at Sylvia.

"Brayden..." Jenna murmured before Brayden leaned in close to her ear and whispered softly. "You're

up?"

"Mm-hmm." Jenna rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned to look at Sylvia and Franklin. She had been so

tired last night that she had curled up in Brayden's warm embrace and fallen asleep without realizing it.

Was it already morning?

Meanwhile, Franklin stretched out his arms towards Sylvia and pulled the slender woman tightly into his

embrace.

"Sylvia... Sylvia..." His low voice sounded like an exquisite cello playing; he held onto her so tightly as if

embracing a precious treasure that was lost but found again.

Sylvia pressed herself against his hot chest; she could almost hear his strong heartbeat clearly.

"I'm here, I'm here." She couldn't help but reach out to hug him back tightly too.

An hour later, they returned to their hotel room, only to find out that Brayden and Jenna were staying in

the same hotel too.

As they got off from elevator preparing to go back their own rooms, "Sylvia," Brayden hesitated before Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

calling out Sylvia's name softly. "There is something I want to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Sylvia asked calmly while looking directly into his eyes.

Five minutes later, there was silence along the corridor where one could hear even a pin drop sound...

Just when Brayden thought Sylvia would refuse him, suddenly he heard her cold voice saying, "Three

o'clock this afternoon. Take me there."

"I am sorry," said Braydon, lowering his head, "but for my father's sake, I have no other choice."

He really had no other options. He used to live a carefree life as the mayor's son, but now he was the

prisoner's son. All his friends and relatives were avoiding him except for Sylvia and Franklin who were

still willing to help them.

"It's no biggie. We're family," Sylvia said, thinking of Mrs. Wright's memory being taken away and

feeling a pang in her heart. She looked at Brayden and her gaze softened, "See you this afternoon.

Take a good rest before that."