After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 798

Chapter 798

The car finally drove into a forested area.

The scenery is beautiful, and you can see the city and river in the distance.

Even the bridges over the rivers and the boats on the river can be seen clearly.

Franklin parked the car at the entrance of the forest and then took two hunting rifles off the car.

Sylvia frowned, "Are we going hunting?"

The man kissed her forehead and said, "You're so smart. This is a natural hunting ground where we can hunt and I guarantee you'll have a great time."

He knows that Sylvia is a good shooter.

"Are we inside this forest?" Sylvia followed behind him, the mountain road was not easy to walk on, and the forest was very damp with some lingering dew.

Fortunately, she wore sneakers today, which made walking a little easier. If she had worn leather shoes... or high heels, she would have suffered.

Franklin held her hand tightly and they walked forward together.

His fingers occasionally caressed her hand, neither too light nor too heavy, creating a delightful sensation as he touched her.

"After walking for so long, how come we haven't seen any prey?" Sylvia squinted her eyes. The air in this forest was fresh and could be considered a natural oxygen bar.

Tall trees towered all around them, and the sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling their bodies with a hazy glow.

As the sun rises, the moisture in the forest becomes hot and humid.

Waves of heat rise up from the ground, making it a bit uncomfortable.

Sylvia was wearing a pair of cargo pants with the cuffs tied, and a military green shirt on her upper body. Her thick hair was tied up high in a ponytail, and she was carrying a hunting rifle in her hands.

It looks very handsome and imposing.

Sylvia, dressed neatly, exudes a resolute beauty from head to toe.

Franklin slung the hunting rifle over his shoulder and pressed her against the tree trunk behind him, holding her close in his arms as he lowered his head to kiss her.

Sylvia was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening. The man didn't let go of her for a while before finally saying, "Honey, you look good in anything you wear."

Franklin murmured softly, his eyes flickering with a hint of mischief. "You're even prettier than wearing a skirt, I really want to..."

Sylvia gritted her teeth and gave him a twist around the waist. This man always had those lecherous thoughts on his mind at all times.

The man was wearing a pair of military boots, with camo pants hugging his long legs, making him look extremely handsome.

He held her hand and they continued walking forward, but after a while Sylvia started to feel tired.

"Let's take a break," she said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "Franklin, are you crazy? I have to go hunting and you make me walk this far? Don't ask me to do something so exhausting next time."

Sylvia was in top physical shape for a woman, but compared to this man she still fell short.

Franklin had an excellent physique and could walk for long periods without feeling tired.

He crouched down in front of Sylvia. "Come on up, I'll carry you."

Sylvia looked at his broad back and felt her heart skip a beat.

No one had ever carried her before except for her master. The only time he carried her was when she was injured during training on the mountain. It was freezing cold that day on the mountain, but he carried her all the way down with his back full of warmth.

It reminded Sylvia of how much security she used to feel around him - like he was her father or something.

After finishing teaching everything he knew to Sylvia, her master left without any trace or explanation as to where he went off too afterwards.

"What are you waiting for? Come up!" Franklin urged after waiting for some time without hearing any response from Sylvia.

She hesitated briefly before climbing onto his back as they continued walking forward together at great speed with Franklin's long legs carrying them both effortlessly along their path.

Meanwhile in TS Group Tower - infamous red-light district building towering 66 floors high - inside its highest office sat a man around forty years old sipping slowly on red wine while staring blankly ahead with eyes full of bloodthirsty indifference.

"All the information you requested is here," said his assistant carefully placing documents onto his desk before backing away cautiously out of sight again.

The man glanced over at him coldly then began flipping through pages while sipping wine until reaching one page that made him narrow his eyes slightly with rage; tossing aside his glass which shattered into pieces upon impact against floorboards below.

The red liquid spilled all over the floor.

He gritted his teeth and shredded the documents in his hand into pieces, throwing them fiercely into the air.

"Sylvia... you've been so naughty... marrying another man for four years. It seems like I gave you too much freedom."

In a dense forest, tall trees grew together, covering the sky and shaking their leaves with green light. It was like a green sea of emerald color that dazzled one's eyes and made their heart itch. As if an artist had spilled all of the intense green oil paint on top of these hills.