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.

on her looked familiar and seemed to

beige slacks were his,

making her waist slenderer. Franklin wished to drive her home and make love to

put on his clothes, she looked

clothes were on her body, Franklin was

asked, "Have you ever put on any other man's

in confusion. "Are you nuts? Why would I do it?" Franklin took it as a negative answer, his mood

suddenly was angry or how his

they divorced, he

breakfast,” Franklin pressed her into the car while

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

as she didn't

divorced, Franklin had always tiptoed

sped it up. In a blink, they

the ingredients, she

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

returned to the

stepped into the living

crawling on the

they raised

are you standing here?" Franklin strode to her after seeing

them into the sink?" Sylvia watched the crabs, feeling a

"Deal with them."

was so sleepy that she shivered. "Clean them. Then wake me up. I need

emphasize, only to find he had put on an

words on

the crabs, put them into

guessed he could

the

crabs were still flicking their

sea animals, Franklin

some beef and mutton if he had known he needed

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

Franklin pulled out his phone and searched for the methods

dealing with all the seafood, it

went upstairs

was lying on the king-sized bed. He could

she saw Franklin wearing an apron,

was filled with

her of the scenes

Sylvia reminded herself that they had

past four years

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

felt upset after being interrupted suddenly. Holding her in his arms, he gently pinched her waist to imply his

"Are you awake?"

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