Chapter 9

Walking out of the airport, Sylvia and Jasper got in the car and waited

for about ten minutes before Franklin came.

He must be tired from flying the airplane all night.

As a perfect wife, to get her husband to sign the divorcement paper,

Sylvia knew what she should do.

Sylvia helped him massage his shoulder. "Does this feel good?"

Franklin grabbed her hands. “Let me hold you for a while."

Then he pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes for rest.

The car was parked steadily in the garage, but Sylvia found that

Franklin had fallen asleep leaning on her shoulder.

Even when he was asleep, he was still handsome and charming.

He had thick and long eyelashes that even women would envy.

His cap was placed on the seat, and he was still in his captain's

uniform.

Jasper wanted to wake Franklin up when he saw Sylvia make a gesture

of "hush". He had to get out of the car quietly and leave the room for

the two of them.

Sylvia's shoulder was sore, but she couldn't bear to disturb Franklin

from his sleep. She closed her eyes.

Being a captain looked like a glorious and classy job, but it took hard

work.

Especially after the plane took off, Franklin had to stay highly

concentrated and he couldn't allow anything to go wrong.

A little mistake was likely to bring about terrible consequences.

But why was she feeling sorry for him?

Sylvia smiled with self-mockery.

Was it because they were about to divorce?

In the president's office of the Maskelyne Group.

Franklin looked at the divorcement paper on his desk.

When he did not need to fly the plane, he would be working in the

Maskelyne Group.

The SouthStar Airlines was the old Mrs. Maskelyne's family business.

The old Mrs. Maskelyne's family name was Moss. The Moss family

didn't have anyone to carry forward their family business now.

The Moss family had two daughters, but neither of them wanted to take

over the family business.

One was studying to become a painter and the other wanted to be a

photographer.

Neither of them had any interest in aviation.

In the end, the Moss family had to come and ask if anyone in the

Maskelyne family was willing to inherit the SouthStar Airlines. The old

Mrs. Maskelyne's last wish before her death was to pass down the

family business.

Franklin had been the president of SouthStar Airlines since a few years

ago. He had promised his grandmother that he would take good care of

the Moss family's two daughters and protect them for the rest of his life.

He had also promised the old Mrs. Maskelyne he would carry forward

the SouthStar Airlines.

He had a plan in mind. After taking over the SouthStar Airlines, several

years later, if the Moss family's two daughters could give birth to

qualified heirs and cultivate them, he would return the SouthStar

Airlines to the Moss family.

Since he had taken over the SouthStar Airlines, he needed to learn

about this industry.

He had always been a serious and responsible person. Once he

shouldered the responsibility, he would do the best he could.

Similarly, since he had decided to divorce Sylvia, he should be decisive

about it.

Franklin tightened his grip on the pen and signed his name on the

divorcement paper.

Then, he called Jasper over and said, "Take one of them to Sylvia."

"Master Franklin! Did you really sign on it?" Jasper almost screamed.

He really didn't want to see Franklin and Sylvia divorce.

"What? You're unhappy about my divorce?" Franklin looked up at

Jasper.

Jasper took a deep breath, " No. I will send it to Miss Andrews right

now."

From today on, he couldn't call Sylvia Mrs. Maskelyne again.

In the Townyer Villa.

Sylvia was sitting there, holding her laptop, her fingers typing on the

keyboard. When she heard the knock on the door, she immediately

closed the laptop.

Jasper walked in, "Master Franklin has signed on the divorcement

paper."

“That's great!" Sylvia took over the divorcement paper with a relieved

smile. "Jasper, will you please tell Franklin that I will meet him at the

Civil Affairs Bureau at three in the afternoon to get the divorce

certificates? I will be waiting for him."

With that, she walked out of the villa with her already-packed suitcase.

Jasper had to call Franklin to repeat her words.

"She just can't wait to divorce me, can she?" Franklin was somehow

pissed.

He originally got married to her because his grandpa had been urging

him to get married, and now, since the old Maskelyne had passed

away, there was no reason for the marriage to exist.

Fine, just get the divorce done.

Without waiting for Jasper's further words, he said, "Why wait? Let's do

it now."

Sylvia had just walked to the entrance of the neighborhood when she

heard Jasper chasing after her, panting, "Miss Andrews!"

"What's wrong?"

Did Franklin break his word?

"Master Franklin said you two could get the divorce certificate now. He

told me to drive you to Civil Affairs Bureau.”

"That's great! Thank you, then."

In the Civil Affairs Bureau.

There were very few people who came to get divorced at noon and the

whole department hall appeared to be empty.

It had only taken a few minutes before Sylvia and Franklin walked out

with the divorce certificates.

Sylvia felt that the sky was particularly blue and the air was very fresh

today.

Finally, the marriage of four years came to an end.

"Where are you going? I will drive you," Franklin said.

Sylvia smiled at him, "It's okay."

She waved to someone, and then, Franklin saw a Land Rover that had

been parked on the side of the road driving towards them. The door

was opened and Franklin saw a familiar face.

"Mr. Mertens." With a straight face, Franklin didn't understand how

Sylvia knew Logan. Logan, the rumored president of longevity

Pharmaceuticals, was a single and rich man. Franklin felt a little

distraught.

"Mr. Maskelyne, nice to see you again. Thanks for your taking care of

Sylvia over the years." Logan smiled and helped carry Sylvia's luggage

into the car.

Franklin frowned at Sylvia, who got into the car and sat on the

passenger seat. No wonder she had been so eager to divorce him, it

turned out she had met someone new.

Did he think Logan was more handsome or richer than him? She...

Damn it! Why was he comparing himself to Logan? Logan couldn't be

compared to him at all.

He did not know why, but he felt very upset.

"Mr. Maskelyne, I guess this is farewell.” Sylvia waved her hand at him

and smiled very brightly.

She would never call him "sweetie" again... In the four years of their

marriage, she had always been a gentle and charming wife, but she

had never laughed so brightly.

Franklin was stunned.

He felt as if he had lost something very important.

The Land Rover had driven away, and Jasper carefully walked up to

Franklin, "Master Franklin, let's go."

Franklin looked sullen and got into the car without saying a word.

After getting in the car, he slammed the door.

Instead of going back to the Pearlhall Villa, Sylvia went to Shanwens

cemetery.

She knelt in front of the old Maskelyne's grave, her fingertips gently

touching the photo of the old Maskelyne. He was a kind man with a

gentle temperament.

"Mr. Maskelyne, I'm sorry, but Franklin and I have gotten divorced. I

hope you won't hate me for this.”

“I will come to see you again when I have time."

She turned around, only to see the man standing not far away, dressed

in black, tall and handsome, and staring at her.