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.

hotel staff prepared those raw materials because he knew that what Franklin could cook was

and julienned it together with tomatoes and some other

suite Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it was never coming to

hands and

just

again with his phone in her

had finished showering

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

on his stomach,

hands are wet. Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that towel, his hair wet and

turned around and pressed

of the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then

What do you wanna say to

Miss Evans asked again unpleasantly, "Why are you with

there's nothing important you wanna say to Mr.

threw his phone at him, "Your girl was not happy

who kept asking really

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

then

the

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

your business. What are you

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

his wife went to Igethi, too? Or did he cheat on

but also his wealth. Words had it that he had

Maskelyne she had been

the news that your

Franklin replied with a better attitude,

Tiffany hurriedly said

time to chitchat with Tiffany here

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

literally cry if he didn't help

replied, "I know. I'll deal with it when

hung up and went straight to the

stared at her

said to her not long ago that she

just

What happened to him?

felt she was the luckiest girl in the

world could

be that woman

that she

In the kitchen.

She

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