After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 782

Sylvia glanced at Mrs. Ritter's back and then turned to Jenna. "Rest well. You're familiar with the rules of the competition, right?"

Jenna nodded. "There are preliminaries, semi-finals, and finals. I've submitted three pieces according to your guidance."

"Good." Sylvia nodded in approval. "Tomorrow is the preliminaries, which will take two days due to the large number of participants from around the world competing here. Making it through to the semi-finals or even finals would be a great achievement."

Jenna felt a twinge of regret that she hadn't signed up for Graley Piano Competition's piano competition project.

"Is this also how piano competitions work?" Jenna asked.

"Yes, but..." Sylvia looked at her meaningfully before continuing, "Did nobody tell you that you can sign up for two or even three projects simultaneously?"

Jenna's eyes widened in surprise as she realized it was too late now to add another project.

"Just focus on your composition competition," Sylvia encouraged her with a pat on her shoulder. "Don't be afraid; treat it like practicing at home."

"I understand," Jenna replied dejectedly before walking towards her room where Brayden followed closely behind.

She stopped abruptly when he caught up with her and asked irritably: "Why are you following me?"

"Jasper said they didn't assign me a room," Brayden explained with an insincere smile on his handsome face as if he knew something Jenna didn't know about Mrs. Ritter's intentions.

"Why don't you just get another room?" Jenna glared at him indignantly and blushed slightly when he insisted on staying close by.

"The front desk said there were no more rooms available because so many teams were participating." Brayden leaned closer and whispered seductively into her ear. "Don't worry; I won't lay hands on you... I'll protect you well."

"You could stay with Jasper instead," Jenna suggested awkwardly while trying not to look into his mesmerizing eyes that sparkled like diamonds under bright lights.

"Why should I stay together with a man? Besides, I'm engaged now." Brayden moved closer still until their faces were inches apart from each other's, making it hard for Jenna not to feel flustered.

"You can trust me," he added reassuringly before finally leaving without any further explanation.

Jenna was left red-faced by his shamelessness and quickly swiped his card to enter the room. "You... you should go stay at another hotel."

be pressed against the door by the man. Her back was tightly attached to the door, and she stared at him in shock, not understanding what he wanted to

"You..."

"Umm..."

Is he... kissing her?

skipped a beat and then began to

so red that

together and

being so intimate like this... except for the accidental kiss before, this should be considered as a serious and

by the masculine scent of male hormones that

hardly know how to

his lips into a charming smile and ask, "What's wrong? Did my superior skills leave you dizzy?" Brayden lowered his head and stared

made him gasp for breath. He abruptly let go of her and said, "I'm going to take a shower!" He was almost fleeing in

and panicked figure with

strange. What

sound of rushing water quickly filled the bathroom as Jenna began to pack her bags and

room with a man and slept in the same room... Her heartbeat,

it, the more embarrassed she felt, and the hotter her face

from a dream and quickly stood up, but her feet felt numb because she had been squatting for

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hair with a towel when he

towel and

long arms and

and solid touch from the palm of his hand was felt directly. Her hand felt like it had been burned and quickly retracted, but that burning sensation went straight to her heart. Elastic and firm, makes one want to poke a finger to see how thick the muscles are...

small hand with an evil grip. "You wanted to touch earlier, right? I'll let you touch now." Her hand was against his breast and felt

bright red in an instant, and even her ears turned

"Brayden..."

in horror, clearly frightened by

my chest? Does it feel uncomfortable?" Brayden frowned, proud of his six-pack

she look so

couldn't help but

man was usually gentle and refined,