After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 39

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

it together

the living room of the suite Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it

wash her hands and walk over. The caller ID

woman just wouldn't

his phone in her hand. And a male voice came

finished showering

was rubbing his hair with

lined up on his stomach,

"My hands are wet. Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed

and pressed the button,

dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice, "Isn't this

the shower. What do you wanna say to

asked again unpleasantly, "Why are you

ask about this? I guess there's nothing

phone at him, "Your girl was

who kept

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

then walked

the phone with impatience,

his voice, "Franklin,

you calling me for?" Franklin said coldly,

at the thought of why would they, a man and

was getting more furious. Was Franklin still married and his wife went to Igethi, too? Or did he cheat

that stunning face but also his wealth. Words had

to meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been

"I saw the news that your flight

with a better attitude, “I

up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly

then?" Franklin was already starving. He didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and

is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't win this time,"

would literally cry

I'll deal with it when I

hung up and went straight to

stared at her

so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was

had just

What happened to him?

she was the luckiest girl in the world when Franklin found

in the world could resist

be that

that she just wanted to smash

In the kitchen.

cooked in an experienced manner. She even looked amazing when she

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