After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 140

If Jenna received professional training and courses, she would be more proficient.

Suddenly, Aldo's phone rang.

He quickly answered the call from his commissioner. "Aldo, come over. I got a case and need your help."

Aldo replied, "OK. I'll go right now."

He hung up and apologetically stroked Jenna's head. "Jenna, I gotta something to do. You stay here to enjoy your meal with Miss Andrews, right?"

"Aldo..." Jenna parted her rosy lips and was reluctant to let him go.

"Don't worry. Miss Andrews will be with you." Aldo kissed Jenna's forehead to placate her and nodded at Sylvia.

Franklin smirked at Aldo who rushed out of Violet Heart in his uniform and drove away.

In the fire station, with his forehead covered with sweat, Mr. Parsons breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

He wondered how Aldo offended Franklin.

Now, Mr. Parsons was in a dilemma since he couldn't provoke either Aldo or Franklin.

Fortunately, Mr. Parsons managed to call Aldo back because he indeed needed Aldo's help in a case.

In the box, Sylvia sized Jenna up.

Intuition told her that Jenna was more than a niece to Aldo. More precisely, Aldo treated Jenna like treating a lover.

Meeting Jenna's innocent eyes, Sylvia said nothing.

"I had a sister when I was little," Sylvia said faintly.

"How about her now?" Jenna felt Sylvia seemed to imply something.

"My mother and sister... Well, just forget it."

"OK." Somehow, Jenna felt familiar with Sylvia and wanted to open her heart to Sylvia. "My uncle told me he brought me home from the pouring rain when I was six years old, but I didn't remember what happened back then."

"He treats you well." Sylvia smiled.

Jenna's lovely face glowed under the light.

In a trance, Sylvia seemed to hear her sister's calling.

However, the horrible car accident claimed the lives of her mother and sister.

Though it was difficult to unlock the truth behind the seemingly simple accident after decades, she decided to try her best.

After dinner, they left the restaurant.

Jenna called Aldo. "Aldo, when do you come back? We have finished dinner."

After a while, she handed the phone to Sylvia. "Miss Andrews, please answer the phone."

Sylvia took the phone. Aldo's voice sounded on the other side of the phone, "Miss Andrews, I'm sorry. I have to deal with some work. Could you take her home? I'll feel very worried if she comes home alone."

"I'll send her home. Don't worry."

"Thank you."

Sylvia gave the phone back. "Let's go. I'll take you home."

Just then a Bentley pulled up slowly in front of them.

Franklin got off and came to Sylvia. "What a coincidence. Where are you going?"

Sylvia cast a glance at him. "What a coincidence."

"I'll take you home."

He ignored Jenna and fixated on Sylvia's beautiful face.

"Jenna, get in the car." Sylvia and Jenna got into the back of the car.

Due to Jenna, Franklin could not sit beside Sylvia and had to sit in the passenger seat alone.

It was night. He could sleep with Sylvia again!

In fact, powerful and influential as he was, what he wished was to sleep soundly.

Sylvia suddenly had a bad hunch. She felt that Franklin seemed to imply something.

Damn it! Why did Jenna happen to live in Townyer villa area?

After Jenna was sent back home, the car stopped at the entrance of Franklin's villa.

"Get out of the car."

When he got out of the car, he opened the door for her like a gentleman.

His sudden change only made her believe he had mental problems.

"I'll do nothing to you. I didn't have dinner. I just want you to cook some pasta for me." He frowned at her vigilance.

She could have dinner with Aldo happily, but she was so unwilling to cook food for him. He just wanted to eat some pasta!

This thought made him heartbroken.

"Couldn't you cook some pasta for me?" He gazed at this charming woman in the car and said domineeringly.

"No. If you don't send me back, I can leave on my own." She declined.

Intuition told her that she could not leave tonight once she stepped into that villa.

She didn't doubt that he would try every means to keep her.

Franklin suddenly covered his stomach with his hands, frowning and looking pale.

He was like an injured rabbit.

Sylvia took a deep breath and told herself that she shouldn't feel sorry for him or cook for him after the divorce.

At this time, Jasper said with an undertone, "Miss Andrews, Mr. Maskelyne just drank a cup of coffee for lunch and didn't have dinner. He will get a stomach ache without eating!"