After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 885

Chapter 890

After hanging up the phone, Sylvia returned to her room where Franklin was still sound asleep. She too was tired, having only dozed off for a short while on the plane last night and not slept well at all.

She quickly fell back into a deep sleep but was awakened by someone kissing her. Slowly opening her eyes, she met the gaze of a man with captivating black eyes that shone like obsidian. "Honey..." The man's magnetic voice rang in her ears as his muscular chest came into view. Sylvia's eyes flickered lazily over his tempting figure as she asked him what time it was. "You guess," Franklin whispered hotly in her ear, his breath sending shivers down Sylvia's spine and making her ears turn red.

What is this guy trying to do?

"Not gonna tell me?" She pouted and glanced outside where it was very dark except for the moon hanging high in the sky near their window. It must have been around eight or nine o'clock at least. "Still mad?" Franklin smirked, looking handsome with a smile that lit up his face.

He gently lifted Sylvia's slender waist with one hand and suggested they do something naughty to lighten up their mood instead.

Sylvia looked at him speechlessly but didn't resist.

She wrapped her arms around his neck instead. "Honey... what should we do?"

Her enchanting gaze made it seem like she was some kind of fairy under the bright moonlight outside their window.

Seeing this made Franklin feel an intense heat rising inside him.

Early the next morning, a gentle drizzle started to fall from the sky. The strong winds from the previous day hadn't brought any storms; it was just a light rain.

The rustling sound of rain echoed in Sylvia's ears as she slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the meandering raindrops on the glass window.

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Sylvia shook off these thoughts before getting ready for another day ahead of them both...

The familiar bedroom, the familiar furnishings, the familiar bathroom - everything was so familiar. Even the skincare products were her usual brand. It was as if everything was just like it was before she got divorced.

She walked calmly to the closet and gently opened its doors. As she had suspected, all of her clothes were still there - in styles that she usually wore, with color combinations and designs that matched her preferences.

Tears began to well up in her eyes.

she say he was

would be a lie to say that her heart wasn't moved

how disappointed Franklin would be if things

comfortable home clothes. When they left earlier, in order to play their roles convincingly, Sylvia packed many of her own clothes into their luggage almost emptying

filled with items in

some jokes on video apps

my girlfriend likes; I'm just an

just that you haven't put any effort into getting to know

are never satisfied? I said I'll buy it for her next

her to my parents next

talking

face, she

this admitting that Franklin did

a closet full of clothes or bags

from behind while his chin rested on top of shoulder looking at their reflection

on tiptoe and planted a kiss on his

dazed as he stared at Sylvia. In that

self before

Sylvia used to look at him with a charming smile, soft

she was just a trophy wife in his eyes. His heart skipped a beat and his throat began to tighten. "Honey... it's been a while since

early in the morning?" She raised her hand to playfully hit his chest but he caught her small hand firmly in his

confession, Mrs. Maskelyne," he said

out two identical white shirts from the closet - one for himself and one for Sylvia - saying

practically couple outfits

Franklin replied

until I freshen up first before we leave," he added cheerfully as Sylvia

morning to buy some fresh ingredients for breakfast when Sylvia arrived

off what he had bought as soon as she came down. Sylvia smiled at him warmly before suggesting they have some plain congee along with stir-fried garlic

headed towards the kitchen muttering under his breath how wonderful it

came down stairs ready to leave, he saw Sylvia cooking breakfast which

made Franklin nervous enough that he grabbed her wrist tightly asking anxiously. "Do you not want to go?

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