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 all

julienned it

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

had no choice but to wash her hands and walk over. The caller ID

woman just wouldn't

his door again with his phone in her hand. And a male voice came from

had finished

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

up on his stomach,

burning hot, “Your phone kept ringing. It's annoying." "My hands are wet. Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that towel, his hair wet and tangled, which added to his

and pressed the button,

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

What do you wanna

Miss Evans asked again unpleasantly, "Why

to ask about this? I guess there's nothing important you wanna say to Mr. Maskelyne. Goodbye."

at him, "Your girl was not happy about

kept asking

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

sneered and then walked

picked up the

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

What are you

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

Franklin still married and his wife went to

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

she had

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

Franklin replied with a better attitude,

finished." Tiffany

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

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

if she would literally cry if he didn't

deal with it when

up and went straight to the

her phone, gnashing

her before. Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was

just

What happened to him?

the luckiest girl in the world

world could resist the

must be that

she just

In the kitchen.

an experienced manner. She even looked amazing