After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 4

Sylvia did a little stretch and her stomach growled.

When she was about to get out of bed to wash up, she heard the door of the bathroom being opened.

Then, Franklin walked out with a white bath towel around his waist; she could see his sexy abs.

He had a perfect figure of a man.

“You aren't going to work?" Sylvia blinked her eyes and asked.

“I have a flight tonight,” Franklin said while drying his hair with a towel and said, "You can take your time to look for a house. Just stay here before you find one. There's no rush.”

Sylvia regretted telling the lie last night.

Now, she couldn't take back her words anymore.

She could only smile and nod. "Thank you, sweetie, you are the best." Franklin handed her the towel and sat down in front of her. She took the towel and began to help him dry his hair gently.

When the water on his hair was almost dried, she threw the towel away and took the dryer to dry his hair.

Sylvia thought to herself. They really looked like a moving couple. They had sex all night last night, and then the whole morning. And now she was drying his hair for him.

They didn't look like they were divorcing at all. They looked more in love than real couples.

“It's done,” Sylvia put the dryer away and asked, "Do you want a sandwich?"

Franklin lay on his side, rested his chin on his hand, and stared at her, "Can I have a hamburger as well?"

"Of course." Sylvia smiled, nodded, and bent over to kiss him on the lips. "You will love the breakfast today."

All of a sudden, Franklin pulled her into his arms. "I feel sad I can't have your cooking soon, Mrs. Maskelyne."

cook's cooking is no worse than mine," Sylvia pushed

an apron, he

Sylvia replied with

had been working for Franklin for years and knew his preferences for food well, although Franklin always said he wasn't a picky eater and refused to admit that

butler and the cook

always said the food was too salty, too sweet,

food and thought Japanese food was

a picky eater, for

he never admitted

what he wanted to have, he always said he would eat

a grumpy man, at meals,

would eat anything, but when the dishes were served, he would snap at them

was really hard to

Franklin eat, Rock had thought of a lot

problems. Sometimes he would have stomachaches in the middle of the

four years ago, Franklin

woman who was really good at cooking. Her cooking was even better than that of a

just seafood fried rice, a pasta,

of trouble. After they got married, Franklin had become much less

they were

didn't

what was

She fried the meat pie and an egg, then, she put the muffin into the bread

these all in an elegant

was as if she wasn't cooking

kitchen and looking at Sylvia's back, when Franklin thought that

had gotten too used to

she had sensed him. Sylvia turned her head and smiled

woman, and she looked even more attractive when she

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