After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 782 Sylvia glanced at Mrs. Ritter's back and then turned to Jenna. "Rest well. You're familiar with the rules of the competition, right?" Jenna nodded. "There are preliminaries, semi-finals, and finals. I've submitted three pieces according to your guidance.” "Good." Sylvia nodded in approval. "Tomorrow is the preliminaries, which will take two days due to the large number of participants from around the world competing here. Making it through to the semi-finals or even finals would be a great achievement." Jenna felt a twinge of regret that she hadn't signed up for Graley Piano Competition's piano competition project.

"Is this also how piano competitions work?" Jenna asked.

"Yes, but..." Sylvia looked at her meaningfully before continuing, "Did nobody tell you that you can sign up for two or even three projects simultaneously?" Jenna's eyes widened in surprise as she realized it was too late now to add another project.

"Just focus on your composition competition," Sylvia encouraged her with a pat on her shoulder. "Don't be afraid; treat it like practicing at home." "l understand,” Jenna replied dejectedly before walking towards her room where Brayden followed closely behind.

She stopped abruptly when he caught up with her and asked irritably: "Why are you following me?" "Jasper said they didn't assign me a room," Brayden explained with an insincere smile on his handsome face as if he knew something Jenna didn't know about Mrs. Ritter's intentions.

"Why don't you just get another room?" Jenna glared at him indignantly and blushed slightly when he insisted on staying close by.

"The front desk said there were no more rooms available because so many teams were participating." Brayden leaned closer and whispered seductively into her ear. "Don't worry; | won't lay hands on you... I'l protect you well." "You could stay with Jasper instead," Jenna suggested awkwardly while trying not to look into his mesmerizing eyes that sparkled like diamonds under bright lights.

"Why should | stay together with a man? Besides, I'm engaged now." Brayden moved closer still until their faces were inches apart from each other's, making it hard for Jenna not to feel flustered.

"You can trust me," he added reassuringly before finally leaving without any further explanation.

Jenna was left red-faced by his shamelessness and quickly swiped his card to enter the room. "You... you should go stay at another hotel." Jenna widened her eyes, only to be pressed against the door by the man. Her back was tightly attached to the door, and she stared at him in shock, not understanding what he wanted to do.

"You..." "Umm..." Is he... kissing her? Jenna's heart skipped a beat and then began to race wildly.

Her face turned so red that she almost couldn't breathe.

They spent every day together and had become familiar with each other.

But being so intimate like this... except for the accidental kiss before, this should be considered as a serious and genuine kiss between the two of them.

Her mind went blank, surrounded by the masculine scent of male hormones that lingered in her breath, causing a momentary lack of oxygen.

She hardly know how to react.

Brayden released her and looked at the blushing young girl in front of him. He couldn't help but curve his lips into a charming smile and ask, "What's wrong? Did my superior skills leave you dizzy?" Brayden lowered his head and stared at her without blinking, while her bright eyes seemed to be covered with shyness.

Brayden felt a wave of heat rush over him as he read the words, and his body's strong reaction made him gasp for breath. He abruptly let go of her and said, "I'm going to take a shower!" He was almost fleeing in panic.

Jenna looked at his tall and panicked figure with confusion, and furrowed her brows.

How strange. What was wrong? The sound of rushing water quickly filled the bathroom as Jenna began to pack her bags and take out her pajamas.

It was the first time she had shared a room with a man and slept in the same room... Her heartbeat, which had just calmed down, began to beat wildly again uncontrollably.

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt, and the hotter her face got.

She woke up as if from a dream and quickly stood up, but her feet felt numb because she had been squatting for too long.

Her legs went weak and she fell towards the ground.

Brayden was roughly wiping his hair with a towel when he stepped out and saw this scene.

The man dropped the towel and rushed towards her.

He reached out his long arms and scooped her into his embrace.

The warm and solid touch from the palm of his hand was felt directly. Her hand felt like it had been burned and quickly retracted, but that burning sensation went straight to her heart.

Elastic and firm, makes one want to poke a finger to see how thick the muscles are... This man had an excellent physique, looked slim when dressed, but had flesh when undressed...

But she resisted the urge.

However, what she didn't expect was that when she tried to escape, the man grabbed her wrist tightly and held onto her small hand with an evil grip. "You wanted to touch earlier, right? I'll let you touch now." Her hand was against his breast and felt his strong heartbeat.

Jenna's face turned bright red in an instant, and even her ears turned red.

"Brayden..." She widened her eyes in horror, clearly frightened by Brayden's intimatebehavior.

"What? You can't touch my chest? Does it feel uncomfortable?" Brayden frowned, proud of his six-pack abs.

Why does she look so scared? Jenna couldn't help but swallow.

This man was usually gentle and refined, handsome and sunny.

He portrayed the appearance of a high-ranking son of a prestigious family to perfection.

Why did he become like a hooligan when she was in front of him? "Is it very thick?" Jenna was about to cry, her heart was pounding out of her chest.

"You... let go!" And then... she only felt a slight itch and discomfort in her nose, and she whispered to herself, "This is not good! Let go!" She struggled.

"Why should 1? Let go. We're going to get married in the future. You can't do this..." Brayden's words were not finished yet, he suddenly froze, staring in shock at Jenna's beautiful face.

Jenna's tears gushed out immediately, "Let go!" She only felt fluid gush out of her nose, as she spoke, the fluid flowed down Brayden's chest.

Brayden was so scared that he immediately grabbed her and rushed to the bathroom, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?" Jenna let Brayden help wash her face and stop the nosebleed.

Five minutes later, she sat on the edge of the bed, with her head hanging low in despair. Two crumpled tissues were stuffed ungracefully into her nostrils.

Brayden was holding his phone there, saying to her, "Lift up your head, don't bow down, bowing down will make it flow even more." While preparing to call Sylvia, "Let Sylvia come over and take a look, maybe she's not acclimated to the environment?" Jenna heard his words and suddenly looked up, her face couldn't help but turn red. "Don't call her! I'll stop nosebleeding in a little while." She doesn't want it! It's too embarrassing.

Finally, she couldn't help it and shouted at him, "It's all your fault... If you didn't insist on me touching it, would | have a nosebleed? Would I..." Her eyes widened as she stared at him, and Brayden blinked in response.

Unable to hold back his hearty laughter, he took a step forward and hugged her, rubbing her hair with his big palm. "Why are you so cute? On our wedding night, will you have a nosebleed all night long?" "Go to hell” Jenna opened her mouth and bit his shoulder, as if this was the only way to cover up her shyness and embarrassment.

Upon hearing this, Jenna quickly let go and turned her back to him, ignoring him completely. This man was just too bad.

Just then... suddenly, there was a knock at the door from outside.

The two of them exchanged a glance and Brayden quickly grabbed one of the bathrobes and put it on. "Who is it?" he asked.