After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 981

Chapter 981

Inside the hotel...

Carolyn and her assistant, Sara, shared a room. Carolyn's complexion didn't look good as she held a tall glass in her fair fingers, gently swaying the red liquid inside.

Her deep gaze stared out into the night through the window, and she let out a heavy sigh.

Sara, drying her hair with a towel, walked over to Carolyn. Her beautiful eyes glistened with tenderness as she looked at Carolyn's slender figure from behind.

"Ms. Howlett, it's late. Wash up and get some rest. Don't think too much," Sara said.

Carolyn nodded and finished the red wine in her glass. Tilting her slender neck back, she exuded a sense of desolation.

Sara naturally took the glass from her and placed it aside. As Carolyn's devoted assistant, she was accustomed to taking care of Carolyn. "Go ahead."

Carolyn didn't say anything. She grabbed her nightgown and entered the bathroom.

Suppressing her inner impulses, Sara dried her hair and lay down on the bed, taking a deep breath. She closed her eyes and took some time to calm her emotions.

Carolyn was her boss, her superior...

She hypnotized herself for a while, doing some mental preparation before picking up her phone and opening a game to distract herself.

As she was about to finish a game, the bathroom door opened, and Carolyn walked out.

Although she was in her thirties, she looked much younger due to her excellent maintenance. Her skin was flawless, and her figure was slender and graceful, resembling that of a woman in her late twenties.

Sara's carefully constructed mental defenses crumbled with just one glance.

She took a deep breath and forcefully turned her gaze away, forcing herself not to look at Carolyn.

Unaware of her assistant's thoughts, Carolyn casually picked up a hairdryer from the table to blow dry her hair.

Unexpectedly, Sara walked over without hesitation. "Ms. Howlett, let me do it for you."

Without waiting for a response, she took the hairdryer from Carolyn's hand and started blow drying her hair.

Sara was always attentive, taking care of Carolyn's every need.

Carolyn remained oblivious to her assistant's hidden thoughts. After a tense day, she finally relaxed after taking a hot shower. Standing under the warm air from the hairdryer, she soon fell asleep with her head resting on the table.

Sara watched her peacefully sleeping face, her heart pounding.

After drying Carolyn's hair, she quietly put away the hairdryer without waking her up.

She silently watched Carolyn's moist lips, unable to resist the urge to get closer... closer.

Just then, Carolyn suddenly opened her eyes. "Is it done? I'm so tired."

She mumbled and moved to her own bed.

Sara was startled. Suppressing her racing heart, she stiffly said, "Yes, goodnight."

She quickly lay down on her own bed and covered herself with the blanket.

Only when Carolyn fell asleep beside her did she cautiously shift her gaze back to Carolyn's face.

So beautiful...

But she didn't have the courage to do anything more. She closed her eyes instead.

*Cough, cough* A suppressed cough awakened Sylvia from her sleep.

She sat up abruptly and saw Franklin next to her, covering his lips as he coughed uncomfortably.

He tried to keep his cough as quiet as possible so as not to wake her up.

However, Sylvia was sensitive and woke up anyway.

She reached out and gently patted Franklin's broad back. "Is it poisoning?"

Franklin hid his wet palm and took a shallow breath. "Did I wake you up?"

"It doesn't matter if I wake up or not. Besides coughing, is there anything else bothering you? Should I call Casey?" Sylvia looked at Franklin's face with concern.

The room was dark, and she could only see his handsome profile in the moonlight through the window.

Her long lashes flickered as she felt uneasy.

Franklin shook his head. "It's okay. I'll go to the bathroom."

With that, he got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. The light in the bathroom turned on automatically.

As soon as he entered, the light came on.

Lowering his gaze, he saw a red stain in his palm.

He turned on the tap and washed away the blood before flushing the toilet as if he had just used it.

But as he turned around, everything went pitch black before his eyes. He froze in his tracks.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes again but still saw nothing but darkness.

He didn't dare to move forward, afraid of making any noise. He didn't want to tell Sylvia; he didn't want to see her worried expression.

"Why aren't you coming out?" Sylvia had been awake all along. She walked to the bathroom door and curiously pushed it open, finding Franklin standing there.

"I was about to come out when you came over." Franklin forced a stiff smile and walked toward where he heard Sylvia's voice.

Although he couldn't see anything, he pretended as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, a soft hand held his large hand. "Really? You need me to accompany you even when you go to the bathroom?"

His nose tingled as he rubbed Sylvia's soft hair with his other hand. His voice sounded slightly hoarse. "Thank you, my dear."

"Oh, so romantic?" Sylvia chuckled at his teasing.