Mr. CEO, Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time Novel

---- Chapter 410 Once they were in the elevator, seeing that Chad had only pressed the floor of his own room, Franklin suddenly said, "No need to come up." Chad paused, then answered, "Yes, sir." Only then did he press the button for his own floor. - The next morning - Wearing a bathrobe and carrying the clothes he'd worn the night before over his arm, Franklin stepped out of a room, closed the door, and headed the other way down the corridor. Julia had just come out of the elevator.

A smile rose to her face when she saw him, but the moment her eye caught the vivid lipstick marks on the collar and shoulder of the shirt hooked over his elbow, the smile vanished. The words at her lips died away. ---- She stood there, still processing, as Franklin turned the corner and disappeared. A door opened and shut not far away. Before she could react, the room number directly ahead came into focus. But she clearly remembered Chad telling her Franklin's room was 2503. She lifted the spare key card she had just gotten from Chad. It did indeed say 2503. She hadn't remembered wrong.

So why was Franklin coming out of 2508? Julia pressed her lips together and called Chad. "Who's staying in 2508?" Chad hesitated for a beat. He had no idea how she knew, but he answered truthfully: "Maggie." Of course. ---- Julia clenched the phone hard in her hand. After a deep breath, she asked, "What happened these past two days?" If nothing had happened, how could Franklin be coming out of Maggie's room at daybreak in a bathrobe-carrying yesterday's clothes? Chad hadn't volunteered anything about last night, but since Julia was asking, he briefly recounted what had happened.

Then he added, "After we got back to the hotel, the boss didn't have me continue following. I honestly don't know what happened between them last night." Julia pressed her lips into a thin line and said nothing. After hanging up, she stood there for a long moment before setting off toward Franklin's room. Elsewhere. Maggie woke with a splitting headache and a brief blank in her mind. After a moment, the scene in the bar restroom from the night before flashed back. ---- Her face changed-she snapped fully awake. Going pale, she shot up in bed.

As she tried to piece together what had happened after the restroom, her eyes took in her surroundings and her movement halted. It was her hotel room. She stared, momentarily dazed. She'd thought she was dreaming. A beat later, realizing she truly was in her own room-and that she didn't feel any particular discomfort-her panic slowly ebbed. She picked up her phone, intending to call Johnny, but his call came in first. "You're awake?" "Mm." Maggie's head still throbbed; her whole body felt weak. "I went to the restroom last night and someone covered my mouth and nose. I think I blacked out.

But now I'm in my own room-what... what happened?" ---- Johnny didn't like saying it, but after a wry twist of his lips, he answered honestly, "Franklin saved you." He then gave her a rough account of the night. Hearing this, Maggie paused, fingers rubbing at her temples.