After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Surely, he had tactics of his own such as tricking her.

“You are one to ask? How about you tricking me?" Franklin sat next to her and guessed that she had figured out why she couldn't book a hotel room downstairs.

He stared at her with confusion. "What's the relationship between you and the Dark? When did you become Amber?"

"What are you doing at underground boxing?" Sylvia didn't answer but asked.

"Don't skip my question. Couldn't I be there to watch?" Franklin crossed his legs elegantly while holding the glass with his fingers and shaking the wine slightly, "Sylvia, what exactly are you? Is there anything about you I don't know yet?"

"Franklin, we are divorced. Please stop asking about me. You have no right to make me say it." Sylvia drank it all, put the glass down, and then stood up.

“I should go to my room."

Sylvia slammed the door of her bedroom.

There was not a single expression on Franklin's face except a frown. Two minutes later, the sound of running water came from her room. She was taking a shower.

And the sound vanished about a dozen minutes later.

But Franklin was getting thirstier and hornier than before.

His feelings for her were deeper than he thought.

He took a deep breath, threw his phone on the couch, and decided to take a shower to calm himself down.

Sylvia then came out after the shower. She rubbed the towel through her hair and was about to check the kitchen as she felt a bit hungry right now.

All of a sudden, the phone on the couch rang.

She walked over and found out it was Franklin's phone.

The caller ID was Miss Evans.

Sylvia then picked up the phone and knocked on his door. But there was no answer.

She turned her ear toward the door. He must be showering as the water was running in there.

So she again threw his phone on the couch and moved on to the kitchen.

There were some eggs, tomatoes, and meat in the fridge, looking fresh. The hotel must just put them in there based on his flight.

He was a picky man and he would cook for himself instead of eating food here in Igethi.

But what he cooked was awful. Who knew how he ate them?

It was hilarious to think of a big tall man who was picky about what he ate.

raw materials because he knew that what Franklin could cook was

took out the meat and julienned it together with tomatoes

room of the suite Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it was never coming to an

choice but to wash her hands and

woman just

knocked on his door again with his phone in her hand. And a male voice came from inside, "Come

finished

pushed the door open. A half-naked man was rubbing his hair with a towel

were lined up on his stomach, sexy

annoying." "My hands are wet. Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that towel, his hair wet and tangled, which added to his handsomeness in a

around and pressed the

on the other side of the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice,

the shower. What do

Miss Evans asked again

nothing important

his phone at him, "Your girl was not happy about me picking

who kept asking

something, "I was going to make two sets of dinner. But now, I've

and then walked towards

up the phone

said innocently the second she heard his voice, "Franklin, who's that

What are you calling me for?" Franklin said

why would they, a man and a woman, be together

Was Franklin still married and his wife went to Igethi, too? Or did he cheat

he owned was not only that stunning face but also his wealth. Words

wanting to meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been

voice, "I saw the news that your flight ran

replied with a better attitude,

I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said

with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask Sylvia for

coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't win this time," Tiffany said in her soft and tender

as if she would literally cry if he didn't help

know. I'll deal

and went straight

at her phone,

did he change so much? He just said to her not

had just

What happened to him?

she was the luckiest girl in the world when

the world could resist the

that woman

was so angry that she just wanted to smash

In the kitchen.

experienced manner. She