After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 148

The middle-aged woman, who took the lead to attack Elsa, shouted with disdain, “Who are you? Who the fuck do you think you are to act like a hero? You know what, the plane must take off now!”

Right at that moment, the door of the cockpit was opened.

Franklin stood up in front of everyone. He looked at Sylvia coldly and looked less gloomy after he found she wasn’t injured.

But he frowned when he saw the blood on Elsa’s arms.

He grabbed the middle-aged woman’s arm and the latter screamed out of pain, “What are you doing? You know what, I’m the passenger. You should treat me with full respect! Ouch! Oh my lord! It hurts a lot!”

Franklin looked at the middle-aged woman indifferently and said in an icy tone of voice, “As the captain of the flight, I request you to get off the plane right away. We’ll charge you for disrupting the flight for what you’ve done here.”

The middle-aged woman’s face looked deadly pale.

“Who...who the hell are you to ask me to do that?”

“I am Franklin Maskelyne!”

Hearing it, everyone in the cabin fell into silence.

Franklin Maskelyne? The president of SouthStar Airlines? The captain?

Holy shit! They were on his flight!

At the same time, the airport police boarded and took away the middle-aged woman and the other several troublemakers.

All the passengers were as mute as a fish.

Franklin went straight to Sylvia, ignored the others’ gazes, and grabbed her wrist, “Are you injured?”

He checked her red and swollen wound and didn’t see it getting worse. Then he sighed with relief.

Sylvia took back her hand and said in a low voice, “I’m fine. Elsa’s wound needs to be taken care of. Can you please bring the medical kit over?”

Franklin still looked terribly gloomy and told Darcie, “Go fetch the medical kit.”

Darice came back to earth and brought the medical kit over.

Sylvia opened the medical kit and began disinfecting and dressing Elsa's wound. Fortunately, it wasn’t badly hurt.

Darice and the other stewardess got down to some issues on the spot.

Sylvia finished dressing the wound for Elsa and stood up to glance at the other stewardess who got their hands full. So, she had to put away the medical kit personally.

Franklin was standing at the cockpit door and watching her.

She could sense the familiar feeling of oppression.

He grabbed Sylvia’s wrist while she bypassed him, pulled her with strength, and she fell into his arms instantly.

Then, he sealed her lips with a kiss before she struggled.

He kissed her hard with kinda rudeness, oppression, and obsession.

Sylvia couldn't help struggling but it made no difference.

Franklin pressed her on the door of the service cabin and kissed her harder and harder.

Finally, he loosened her a little bit. Sylvia seized the chance to push him away and glared at him breathlessly, “Are you crazy? What if the crew members saw it?” Her voice sounded a little bit hoarse but very sexy.

Fortunately, the cabin was chaotic now. Otherwise, someone could have seen it, and it would terribly embarrass her.

Franklin put on a straight face and said with anger surging up inside his chest, “You’re my wife. What’s wrong with it if I kiss you?”

“Are you out of your mind? Or did you lose your memories? We’re divorced!”

“So what? We’ll be back together again sooner or later.” He looked Sylvia up and down and said, “Or, are you in love with someone else? If you dare to, I’ll...”

“It’s none of your business.” Sylvia looked away and didn’t talk to him again.

She took out the lipstick from her purse and wanted to paint her lips.

Suddenly, Franklin came over and had a bite of her lipstick. Then he seized the half lipstick in his teeth and applied it to her lips before Sylvia realized what had happened.

She got frozen and dared not to move at all. She could do nothing else but hold the other half of the lipstick in her hand.

A moment later, Franklin spit out the half lipstick and threw it into the dustbin beside them.

His eyes were dark with unfathomable emotions when he stared at her red and moist lips.

“It’s for the crew only. I’d better get out,” Sylvia said and turned to leave.

Then Franklin went into the cockpit.

“Damn it! The passengers nowadays are way out of line!” Cooper couldn't help but curse.

Franklin didn’t say anything in reply. Instead, he just sat on his seat and recalled the crazy kiss just now.

This was the first time that he had kissed Sylvia on the plane. And, it was nice.

Seeing Franklin in silence, instead of going on with the topic, Cooper lowered his head to check what was new on Twitter.

Then he saw the trending hashtag, “Top Martial Artists Fought at the Airport”. In no time, he clinked it open and saw...