Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time

---- Chapter 406 Realizing Glen was there for Maggie, Franklin paused, gave him a brief look, and left without comment. Watching Franklin walk away, then taking in Maggie-fresh from the shower, in sleepwear-Glen's brows knit, understanding dawning a beat later. Clearly, Franklin, too, had come looking for her. But Franklin and Maggie shouldn't have any reason to intersect. If it were business, Mr. Claremont would speak to Johnny; there was no need for Franklin to show up at Maggie's door at this hour.

Catching his thoughtful look, Maggie could guess where his mind had gone, but she didn't explain. "It's late. What's up?" "[had a few new ideas," Glen said. "Thought we could talk them through." He meant work ideas, of course. ---- "Come in," Maggie said. She had a large suite with a separate work area. Once he sat on the sofa, he couldn't help asking, "Why did Mr.

which told him there was nothing between them. Still, he couldn't fathom why Franklin would personally show up. Maggie opened her laptop. "Personal matter," she said flatly. Personal? Glen blinked-then remembered Julia, and the private grudge between the two women. So Franklin had come

business. Glen had, yes, come with work in mind-but he'd be lying if he said there wasn't ---- the slightest personal motive. As they discussed, his gaze kept drifting: her damp hair, the sheen at her collarbone... His throat went dry. He looked away abruptly, cleared his throat, and said, "Maybe dry your hair first?" "Okay. Jot down what you just said. I'll blow-dry," Maggie replied. "Sure." She

Franklin: [Isabella says you still haven't replied.] The reminder jogged her memory-she really had nearly