After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Other people in the box checked Twitter.

"I didn't expect her to be so skillful in fighting." "She saved several children and caught the traffickers." "See that move? Boom!" "Mr. Hill rewarded her in person. She even had the group photo with Mayor Cody." "Who is she? Even if she's a heroine, she cannot be from an influential family, right?" a woman asked.

Her words raised another discussion.

Standing in front of the cake, Melissa was so angry that her face turned livid.

She was the protagonist today as it was her birthday banquet.

Others gathered to celebrate it for her. However, they all ignored her.

They focused on discussing Sylvia, who had distracted all their attention.

Melissa furiously blamed Sylvia for ruining her birthday banquet. ‘Damn Sylvia Andrews!" In anger, she grabbed her handbag, rushed out of the box, and slammed the door shut.

Roman hurriedly followed her.

Only then did others return to their senses.

"Oops. She hasn't cut the cake yet." "She also hasn't made wishes." After leaving the box, Sylvia strode forward. Franklin followed her quickly, gripping her wrist. "I bought the land for you. Why are you still upset?" Sylvia stopped mid-step and darted at him. "I don't need you to give it to me. | could have bought it myself." "I'll transfer the land to you tomorrow," Franklin insisted aggressively.

Brayden caught up with them and overheard his words. He couldn't help but think Franklin was a spendthrift aiming to win a woman's heart.

He could give the land worth 50 million dollars to her without hesitation.

In curiosity, Brayden asked, "Excuse me, Miss Andrews. Why do you need that land?" Sylvia looked in the distance. "No comment.” After they left the nightclub, Brayden drove the car. As soon as they sat in, he heard the two in the backseat say in unison.

"Pearlhall Villa." "Townyer Villa." "Where to go?" Brayden felt an intense migraine. "Lady first." Franklin chimed in coldly, "She's going back to Townyer Villa with me." Then he darted at Brayden in disdain, as he wasn't so sensible as Jasper.

"Don't go too far, Franklin Maskelyne!" Sylvia glared at him angrily, knowing he wanted to have sex with her. "You know what? | won't go to your place.” Franklin snorted, "You must. Think | don't know you want to be with Logan Mertens." Brayden was wordless. ‘Now you know she's Logan Mertens’ girlfriend. Why do you keep pestering her?" Then he sensed something wrong.

Townyer Villa was Franklin's home, and his wife stayed there. Brayden wasn't even allowed to enter.

If Sylvia followed Franklin to go home, his wife would definitely beat her up. However, they had divorced, so Brayden thought his ex-wife had already moved out.

Otherwise, why would Franklin want to take Sylvia home? Pressing her lips together, Sylvia gazed at Franklin. Her gaze shifted to his determined and rock-hard face with a sharp outline.

She had to admit he was as charming as Apollo.

She struggled. "Let go of me... Hmm..." Franklin suddenly captured her red lips. The next second, he crazily sucked and bit them, hinting at her that he would keep kissing her if she made a fuss again.

Brayden gaped at them. "That's too wild..." He had never seen Franklin's side before, so he was impressed.

Brayden sped up the car and parked it in front of the Townyer Villa.

Only then did Franklin let go of Sylvia. Sylvia felt uncomfortable as her lips had become red and swollen.

Franklin pushed the door open and dragged her down the car aggressively. He gripped her wrist too tightly to prevent her from escaping.

Sylvia was weakened. She wanted to escape.

However, she had to stagger forward under his force.

Franklin looked back at her rosy cheeks, curling his lips into a smile. His mood became good.

Then he pulled her closer, holding her in his arms.

The next second, he scooped her up. "I love you this way, Sylvia." Sylvia glared at him. However, she was too weak to break free. Therefore, she looked fragile and adorable in Franklin's eyes.

Sitting in the car, Brayden watched Franklin leave while carrying Sylvia in his arms.

He felt amazed, doubting if Franklin had divorced his wife for real.

He was so fed up with watching the fun.

"Why are you so eager? You kissed her for a long time. I'm impressed by your vital capacities.” Curling his lips, he made a U-turn and left.

In Melissa's apartment, standing on the balcony, Melissa lit a cigarette.

Roman looked at her worriedly. "Melissa..." "Shut up!" She glared at him fiercely. "You moron! Why did you insult that bitch?" "I couldn't stand and watch them without doing anything. | defended you,” Roman said in a grievance, "You've liked Franklin for so many years. | couldn't let her be so intimate with him." "You didn't need to do that. Think yourself smart, huh?" Melissa glared at him icily. "Can you be a little bit wiser in the future? Or I'l tell Dad everything you've done behind him. He'll definitely teach you a lesson.” "Melissa, please... Forgive me. | swear [I'll be obedient to you in the future," Roman immediately promised.

Melissa always knew what she wanted. She was also the most spoiled child at home, so Roman was obedient to her since childhood.

In public, Melissa cared about his dignity and always acted to respect him.

All the Kellys knew Melissa was the boss in the family.

Melissa exhaled the smoke and added, "No matter what you do, step away from my business." "Melissa, | can tell Franklin loves that woman a lot." Roman studied her expression carefully.

"So what?" Melissa took a drag of the cigarette. "Just a whore from nowhere. I'm from an influential family, and I'm famous. How can Sylvia Andrews be compared to me? | don't think there's any man | can't conquer.” "Melissa, you have so many admirers. Why do you insist on pursuing Franklin despite your dignity?" Melissa's face grimaced. "I've had a crush on him since childhood. When | was little, | planned to become his wife. Tiffany Evans used to be his date several times. Why can't he like me?" "I'm reluctant. Roman, there's only one family in Larro with the family name Andrews. Do you think the Maskelyne family will accept a girl like her to marry Franklin?" Roman swallowed hard. "I heard he had got married. He has a wife." Melissa sneered. She had never believed Franklin had gotten married.

"If he had been married, why would he have never taken her to our gatherings? She saved passengers on the flight? That's just a way to hype up the company's reputation. Look how fast the stock price of SouthStar Airlines increases." "Melissa, you've been smarter and prouder than me since childhood, but I'm worried you may get hurt." Melissa darted at him. "As | said earlier, step away from my business." Roman's lips parted slightly. "All right..." In Townyer Villa, Sylvia didn't want to be tangled up with Franklin.

However, the virus in her body never let her win against it, so she couldn't resist him due to its effect.

Whenever Franklin approached her, she could only surrender.

If he kissed and touched her, she would be immediately physically and mentally aroused.

After having sex with her several times, Franklin heaved a sigh and held her tightly. "Sibbie..." In a daze, Sylvia watched him approach her closer.

Her mother used to call her that way.

His calling of her nickname eased her, making her feel secure.

However, she didn't know after she fell asleep, the virus stabilized again.

Franklin gazed at her greedily.

In her dream, she looked uneasy.

He could have been obsessed with her charming face and curved shape all his life.

Franklin caressed her sleeping face and pinched it.

She softly moaned but showed no sign of waking up. He could tell she was exhausted.

He could never get tired when watching her, thinking she was adorable.

Curling his lips into a smile, he was in a good mood.

As long as Sylvia was beside him, Franklin felt cozy.

However, if she wasn't with him, he would become moody.

Heaving a sigh, he wondered why and realized he didn't want to part from her at all.

Lying beside Sylvia, Franklin held her body in his arms and couldn't stop caressing her.

Gradually, he fell asleep.

They both slept soundly for a whole night.

The following day, Franklin straightened himself up and put on a casual outfit.

He walked to the bed to watch the sleeping woman and checked the time.

After pecking her lips quickly, he rushed downstairs and drove away from his villa.

The engine sound from the garage made Sylvia furrow her bows slightly.

She hopped off the bed. Due to lacking sleep, she felt her eyes were dry.

Standing by the window, she saw Franklin drive a black Bentley out of the villa.