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

took out the meat and julienned it

suite Franklin's phone was

to wash her hands and walk over. The

woman just

on his door again with his phone in her hand. And a male

finished

A half-naked man was

were lined up on his stomach, sexy

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

and pressed the

the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in

do you wanna say to him?" Sylvia replied

you?" Miss Evans asked again unpleasantly,

guess there's nothing important you wanna say to Mr. Maskelyne.

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

kept asking

two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to make just one.” Franklin's phone

and then

picked up the phone

heard his

of your business. What are you calling me for?" Franklin

was astonished at the thought of why would they, a man and a woman, be together

furious. Was Franklin still married and his wife went to

all, what he owned was not only that stunning face but also his wealth. Words had it that

been wanting to meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been hearing about

aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your

Franklin replied with a

Don't hang up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he was going

didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask

would give up on me if

as if she would literally cry if he

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

and

her

Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long

just been

What happened to him?

luckiest girl in the world when

in the world could

that woman who seduced

that she just wanted to smash the

In the kitchen.

She even

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