After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"Sweetie, let's get a divorce.”

Sylvia Andrews wrapped her arms around the man's waist from behind and leaned her face against his back. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Don't worry about it. I have asked Jasper to draw up the divorcement papers. We will be able to sign them tomorrow," Franklin Maskelyne said in an indifferent tone, making it hard for others to tell what he was feeling now.

“Thank you then, sweetie." Sylvia smiled sweetly.

The pleasure in her voice was unpleasant for Franklin to hear, so he frowned.

She sounded like she couldn't wait to divorce him.

For some reason, Franklin was a bit unhappy about it.

“You can't wait to divorce me?" he asked, annoyed.

"We made a deal four years ago, remember? We will get a divorce when you don't need me anymore," Sylvia withdrew her hands hugging him and said, "I'm taking a shower."

Just as she turned around, she was dragged over and pressed onto the bed by Franklin.

Their warm bodies clung together, with skin to skin contact.

Franklin was about to kiss Sylvia when she smiled and stretched out her hand to stop him. Staring at him, she said, "We are getting divorced.”

“You are still my wife as long as we have not got a divorce certificate.” Franklin held her slender waist with his palms and hugged her tightly. What he loved the most about Sylvia was that she was always so sweet and tender.

In particular, he just could never have enough of her captivating body. "Sweetie, I'm tired. Can we just have a good rest tonight?" Sylvia asked in a pleasant voice, her big doe eyes staring at him.

She caressed his chest with her fingers. "Spare me tonight, okay?" "No. We are getting divorced soon and we need to seize every chance we have left."

her lips with a kiss to stop her from

zones very well and obsessed over every detail of her body. Sylvia raised her head to

was also the Prince Charming that made every noble lady,

not

marriage. And now,

when Sylvia woke up, Franklin had gotten

this point, her body ached all over. She got out of the bed, packed

old Maskelyne's funeral. As Franklin's nominal

divorcement papers, she would finally be able to sever the tie with

don't have to go

walked out of the bathroom and said as he saw the black dress

when he saw her suitcase by the

to

to see him one

to put on the dress, her hands were grabbed

fell his hot breath on her

leave me

neck and said in a gentle voice, "I don't. But we

talked about their divorce again, which angered

said, "You don't have to move out. I plan to give

sweetly, "But we made a deal four years ago. I wouldn't take a

didn't want to take any of his things. If she did, she would never be able to

which made Franklin get a little

made a contract

life. Sylvia would be his wife; he would give her everything she wanted, while Sylvia would act like a loving couple with him in

at the hospital gate. She was standing in the pouring