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.

because he knew that what Franklin could cook was

the meat and julienned it together with tomatoes and some

suite Franklin's phone was

to wash her hands and

woman just wouldn't give

his door again with his phone in her hand. And

had finished

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

abs were lined up on his

up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that towel,

soon turned around and pressed

dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice,

do you

asked again

nothing important you wanna

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

kept asking really

of dinner. But now, I've decided to make just one.” Franklin's phone rang again when Sylvia turned around and

sneered and then

the phone with

she heard his voice, "Franklin, who's that woman? She's

What are you calling

was astonished at the thought of why would they, a man and a woman, be

was getting more furious. Was Franklin still married and his wife went to Igethi,

stunning face but also his wealth. Words had it that he had

she had been

more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your flight ran into turbulence yesterday. I'm

fine.” Franklin replied with a

up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he was going to hang

starving. He didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask Sylvia for a plate

number of Master Keturah. My piano competition is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't win this time," Tiffany said in her

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

deal with it when I get

and went straight to the

stared at her phone, gnashing her

to her before. Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was the girl he had been looking for and he would be there

just

What happened to him?

was the luckiest girl

could resist the

that woman who

angry that she just wanted to

In the kitchen.

manner. She