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

out the meat and julienned it together

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

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

woman just wouldn't

her hand.

finished showering

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

lined up on his stomach, sexy as

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

around and pressed the

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

of the shower. What do you wanna say to him?" Sylvia

asked again unpleasantly, "Why are

called to ask about this? I guess there's nothing

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

who kept asking really

could say something, "I was going to make two sets of dinner. But

then walked towards

up the phone with

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

you calling me for?" Franklin said coldly,

man and a woman, be

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

was not only that stunning face but also his wealth.

had been wanting to meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been

in a more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your

with a

I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly

Franklin was already starving. He didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask Sylvia for a plate of

you'll get me the number of Master Keturah. My piano competition is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't win this time," Tiffany said in her soft and tender

would literally cry if

I'll deal with it when

hung up and went

her phone, gnashing

nice to her before. Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was the girl he had been looking for and he

just been

What happened to him?

luckiest girl in

the world could

must be that woman who seduced

that she just wanted to

In the kitchen.

in an experienced manner. She even looked