After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 3

Logan mumbled to himself. "That was right..."

After Sylvia walked back to her room and was about to take a shower, her phone rang.

She picked it up and found it was Franklin.

"Hello?"

Franklin's voice with displeasure sounded, "Where have you gone? Why haven't you come home? It's so late."

Sylvia was stunned. "We have just gotten divorced.”

Why did he call?

Why did he call to ask her home?

It was not the weekend. Why was he in the Townyer Villa?

"I haven't signed on the paper yet, so it's not valid.” Thinking of what Jasper had said to him, Franklin couldn't help frowning.

Why could she be so indifferent toward the divorce?

After getting off work, he came straight back to the Townyer Villa. However. The lights weren't on and they usually were.

After he walked into the house, there was no one inside and Sylvia wasn't there.

It turned out she had packed up her things and left.

Sylvia tried to suppress her impatience and to keep a gentle voice. "Honey, I have signed on the paper. It was you who proposed the divorce."

If she snapped at him, who knew if he would change his mind about the divorce?

would have to figure something out to get

first?" Standing by the window, Franklin looked outside at the houses that were brightly lit

a deep breath, "Okay. Wait for me for half

a long face and didn't seem to be happy at

and got sweat all over their heads.

Sylvia spoke. She found it hard to control her temper. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

be

could beat Franklin up, but she couldn't, so she could only snap

"Boss!" Logan yowled.

soon as she got in the car and closed the door,

men sitting in the back were

"Slower!"

heard that it was scary taking Sylvia's ride, and

with her eyes fixed ahead, grabbing the steering wheel and stepping on the gas. She did all these in

men sitting in the back had to admit that although they were about to throw up, Sylvia

ride originally would take an hour, but she drove so fast

men immediately got out of it and puked at the roadside

a frown.

looking at the two tall men

was a high-end neighborhood. The residents here were

millions of dollars, but it

didn't want to come

with her fingerprint, she entered the house and saw Franklin sitting on the

he looked up at her. "Where have you been?" "Searching for a house," Sylvia told a lie. Anyway, they were going to divorce. Franklin had never

Franklin closed his laptop and waved at

into a gentle face, and walked to the

his arms and let her

grabbed his neck, and answered readily, "No." “You were looking for a house, weren't you?" Franklin

and this house is too big and too expensive for

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