Sylvia checked the time and found it was only six o'clock, feeling irritated.

Whenever she didn't get enough sleep, she became short-tempered and violent.

After washing her face, she found her dress had been torn into pieces. Then she found Franklin's shirt in the closet and put on his slacks. Sylvia picked up her handbag and left the villa.

She walked for five minutes and left the area, but she didn't see a cab on the way.

Annoyed, she heard her phone vibrate, wondering if Franklin was calling.

Sylvia swiped to answer.

"Damn you, woman! Where have you gone?"

The familiar, cold voice from the other end of the line told her how unhappy he was.

"What do you want?" Sylvia asked more rudely.

Franklin held some fresh seafood bought from the wet market and pinched the phone, looking sullen.

He got up and drove to the pier to get the seafood out of kindness. However, Sylvia vanished.

He felt terrible when he stepped into the villa and found she was gone. Franklin panicked, wondering if she had disappeared again and which man would win her favor.

Therefore, he immediately called her.

"Where have you gone?"

“I'm going home."

Sylvia's voice made his mood better. "Home? Your home is here." Franklin put the seafood into the kitchen, strode to the living room, grabbed the car key, and left the house. "I'll take you back."

Sylvia was about to refuse, but he ended the call overbearingly.

She put away her phone and kept moving, hoping to hail a taxi before he found her.

However, the neighborhood was full of villas, and few cabs would bypass here.

From the distance, she saw Franklin's car roar toward her. After a loud creak, it was pulled over next to her.

Pressing his thin lips together, Franklin pushed the door open, seized her wrist, and pressed her into the car.

Sylvia could tell he was in a bad mood.

"Why didn't you wait for me at home?"

When his gaze fell on her, he started looking at her up and down. Sylvia looked slightly different today.

shirt on her looked familiar and seemed to be

beige slacks were his,

shirt wrapped her body, making her waist slenderer. Franklin wished to

she put on his clothes,

on her body, Franklin was turned on

asked, "Have you ever put

confusion. "Are you nuts? Why would I do it?" Franklin took it as a negative answer, his mood getting much better. He turned to gaze at her, thinking she had

know why he suddenly was angry or how his mood had become

they divorced, he

the car while explaining, "So I went out to buy

did you run away?" “You woke me up. Why should I stay there?"

felt heated as she

had always tiptoed when going to work,

started the engine and sped it up. In a blink, they returned to

hungry. Since Franklin bought the

was more comfortable than going to bed after eating. Therefore, she didn't resist

to

she stepped into

were crawling on

the humans, they

to her

the sink?" Sylvia watched the

"Deal with them."

so sleepy that she shivered. "Clean them. Then wake

emphasize, only to find he had

back the words on

put them into a bag, and walked

could do

put the crabs, the oysters, the shellfish, and the squids into the

still flicking

animals, Franklin felt a

some beef and mutton if he had known he needed to

never washed or dealt with them before, so he had no clue

pulled out his phone and searched for the

the seafood,

went upstairs to wake up

lying on the king-sized bed. He could hardly tear his gaze off her

eyes, she saw Franklin

filled with

reminded her of the scenes

herself

past four years

of a sudden, she pushed him away and sat up.

his arms, he gently pinched

"Are you awake?"

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