Finally home!

If he saw Mr. Maskelyne have sex with Miss Andrews in the car, there was no doubt that Mr. Maskelyne would teach him a lesson.

Who had the guts to drug Mr. Maskelyne?

He had to investigate this matter thoroughly.

Miss Andrews was a doctor, so there was absolutely no problem in leaving Mr. Maskelyne to her.

So, after driving the car to the garage, Jasper immediately left.

Sylvia was speechless.

Looking at Jasper who was rapidly fleeing, she was speechless.

The two finally returned home.

As soon as she entered, she was about to change into slippers when the man picked her up by the waist and threw her on the sofa.

The strong force made Sylvia gasp.

"Damn it!"

She was so angry that she raised her hand to pinch Franklin's waist, and the man pulled her hand off forcefully.

Sylvia did not expect that the crazy man was so strong. In terms of physical strength, she was not a match for the crazy man.

Normally, if this man didn't go crazy, she could fight to a draw.

Now, she could only glare at Franklin, whose eyes were bloodshot. The woman's delicate face was full of anger.

She was too incensed.

"Franklin! Calm down!" Her voice was shaking with anger. Her eyes were filled with killing intent. At this moment, she had the same thought as Jasper. Who the hell drugged this man and made him this way? Sylvia sneered. The one who dared to drug him was dead meat for sure!

At this time, the two waiters who had escaped from the hotel shivered for no reason.

In the room.

Sylvia stretched out her arm, grabbed the teapot on the coffee table, and poured it on Franklin's head mercilessly.

Cold water droplets dripped down the man's hair. His hair immediately became messy, and that still did not damage his handsomeness.

His consciousness suddenly became a little clearer.

Drops of water fell on his face and cooled down his burning face a little lit. He narrowed his misty eyes and slowly looked up. He saw Sylvia staring at him deeply.

He was stunned and his voice was hoarse and sexy. "Sweetie..."

"Go to the bathroom!" Sylvia ordered him coldly.

Then, she pushed both of her hands toward the man's chest.

She supported him. The man was unsteady on his foot, and most of his weight was pressing down on her. Sylvia struggled to help the man to the bathroom.

She did not hesitate to press him into the bathtub, and the splashing sound of water sounded.

bathtub. She did not turn off the

long time, with a fatal attraction, Franklin stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of the

him

of helplessness in this man who had always been strong

She must be mistaken!

man was not afraid of death; how

a while. I will change the water for you." Sylvia looked at Franklin in the bathtub and reached out to turn on

grabbed by the

feel terrified. "I don't want a bath. I want you! You are my wife. Why should I

saying that, Franklin directly tore the woman's clothes apart and used all the strength he had to suppress Sylvia,

At dawn.

“My head hurts!"

his eyes closed lifted his eyelids slightly, and

at the woman in his arms who

He was stunned.

into view was a

she

Sylvia on

flooded in like

the banquet, he drank a glass of whiskey before

have been in such a situation and wouldn't

looked out the window at the sky. It

help but pick up Sylvia and go to

massaged the woman's waist. Sylvia, who usually slept lightly, did

was still sleeping deeply in the

it, the man looked at her with a

stretched out his arms to hug her. He closed his eyes

into a deep sleep

woke up again,

was tied up on the

was holding a soft whip

of me!" Franklin struggled for a moment, a hint of

ever been treated

stepped on the

down! Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

Franklin was in pain.

him again and again last night. Now she should be injured but she still

I was

this

out again, her tone filled with extreme displeasure. "How could you

body was covered in

the woman in front of him, a hint of pain flashing

She was really ruthless!

being treated in such a domineering manner by Sylvia, his

woman was really

tightened her grip

sullen, and his eyes seemed to be lit with

died. I'm

Sylvia sneered.

began to struggle violently. Four ropes were tied to his hands

whip drop

hand to hold the soft whip

woman's soft and delicate body suddenly fell into his sturdy arms. His eyes were filled with rage as being tied up and whipped

was cold as he gritted his teeth

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255