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.

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

meat and julienned it together with tomatoes and some other

the suite Franklin's phone was ringing

but to wash her hands and walk over. The caller ID

just wouldn't

phone in her hand. And

had finished

man was rubbing his hair with a towel with another white towel

on his stomach,

phone kept ringing. It's annoying." "My hands are wet. Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that towel,

around and

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

of the shower. What do you wanna say

again unpleasantly, "Why are

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

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

Evans who kept asking really

dinner. But now, I've decided

then walked

the phone with

second she heard his

none of your business. What are you calling me for?" Franklin said

the thought of why would they, a man and a woman,

his wife

only that stunning face but also his wealth.

Maskelyne she had been hearing about but

saw the news that your flight ran into turbulence yesterday. I'm worried about

with a better

I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he

chitchat with Tiffany

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

literally cry if he didn't help

"I know. I'll deal with

he hung up and went straight

stared at her phone, gnashing her

just said to her not long ago that she was the girl he had been looking for and he would be

just

What happened to him?

girl

could resist the charm

must be that woman who

was so angry that she

In the kitchen.

manner. She

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