After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 297

The passengers all walked out of the airport and Sylvia waited until the crew came out. She immediately walked up to them.

When she saw that the man in the captain's uniform wasn't Franklin, her smile disappeared.

It was not Franklin. Where was he?

When she was panicking, she heard Elsa, "Miss Andrews, are you here to pick up Captain Franklin?"

"Elsa, where is Franklin?" Sylvia frowned and suppressed the panic inside her.

"He was caught up in something, so he changed his shift. Don't you know that?" Elsa felt it weird.

Caught up in something?

What was it?

Sylvia sighed, "I have no idea. I couldn't get in touch with him. But thank you."

Then, she walked towards the Range Rover by the road.

Behind her, Darcie gave a triumphant face, gloating, "See how anxious she looks! She must be worried that someone has stolen Franklin. Ha ha. Maybe Captain Franklin has finally got bored of her."

Elsa could not help but roll her eyes.

Darcie was annoying!

Did it have anything to do with her?

"Darcie, you don't have many things going on in your life, I suppose?"

"What do you mean, Elsa?" Darcie looked at her, puzzled.

"You seem to care a lot about other people's lives." Elsa walked past her.

It hurt...

It hurt so much...

He wanted to throw up.

Franklin put his hands on his aching stomach.

He slowly opened his eyes.

It was dark all around.

He got up in the dark and touched cold iron bars.

A cage.

He was too familiar with the cage.

He would be locked in here every time he came here.

He sat down on the cold hard ground, lost in the darkness.

The wound in his hands hadn't been treated, but the bleeding had stopped.

It hadn't scarred.

His flesh was still out in the air. He touched it and felt nothing.

He didn't know how long he had been here in the cage or how long he had passed out.

The plane back should have taken off.

He wondered if Sylvia was looking for him.

He had regained his sanity and all he had was despair for his family.

He closed his eyes. Maybe just like what his father had said, he didn't deserve anyone's love.