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

out the meat and julienned it together with

room of the suite Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it was never coming

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

woman just wouldn't give

his phone in her hand. And a

finished

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

were lined up on his stomach,

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

around and

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

What do you wanna

Evans asked again unpleasantly, "Why are you with

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

was not happy about me picking

kept asking

was going to make two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to

sneered and then walked towards

picked up the

said innocently the second she heard his voice, "Franklin, who's that

What are you calling me

of why would they, a man and a

wife went to Igethi, too? Or did

not only that stunning face but also his wealth.

she had been hearing about but Franklin wouldn't let

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

with a better attitude, “I

hang up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly

with Tiffany

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

literally cry if he didn't

know. I'll deal with it when I get

he hung up and

stared at her phone, gnashing her

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

had just

What happened to him?

luckiest girl

the world could resist

must be that woman who seduced

angry that she just wanted to smash the

In the kitchen.

in an experienced manner. She even looked

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