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.

staff prepared those raw materials because he

julienned it together with tomatoes and some other

living room of the suite Franklin's phone was

wash her hands and walk over. The caller ID was still

just wouldn't

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

had finished showering

didn't think much and pushed the door open. A half-naked man was rubbing his hair with

on his

Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin

turned around and

the other side of the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice, "Isn't this

do you wanna say to

asked again unpleasantly, "Why are you with

to ask about this? I guess there's nothing important you wanna say

his phone at him, "Your girl was not happy

kept

"I was going to make two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to make just one.” Franklin's phone rang

and then walked towards the

up the phone

said innocently the second she heard his voice, "Franklin,

are you calling me for?"

of why would they, a man and a woman, be together in the dead of

and his wife went to Igethi, too?

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

Mrs. Maskelyne she had been

then said in a more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your flight ran into turbulence

Franklin replied with a

I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing

chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask Sylvia for a plate of

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

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

deal with

hung up and went straight to

her phone, gnashing

did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was the girl he

just been

What happened to him?

she was the luckiest girl in the world when

could resist the charm of

be that woman who seduced

angry that she just wanted to smash

In the kitchen.

in an experienced manner. She even