After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

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

slacks

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

though she put on his

clothes were on her body, Franklin

asked, "Have you ever put on any other

his mood getting much

suddenly was angry or how his mood had

they divorced, he

pressed her into the car while explaining, "So I went out to buy some

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

felt heated as she

always tiptoed when going to work, avoiding waking

up. In a blink, they returned to Townyer

hungry. Since Franklin bought the ingredients,

to bed after eating. Therefore, she didn't

to

she stepped

crabs were crawling

they raised their

standing here?" Franklin strode to her after seeing her stop at the

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

"Deal with them."

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

emphasize, only to find he had put on an apron with small floral patterns. She thought he looked

bit back the words on her

caught the crabs, put them into a bag, and walked toward the

guessed he could do it

oysters, the

crabs were still flicking

the sea animals,

bought some beef and mutton if he had known he needed to deal

washed or dealt with them before,

Franklin pulled out his phone and searched for the

with all the seafood, it was almost

upstairs

He could hardly tear his gaze off

eyes, she saw

air was filled with intimacy and

reminded her of the scenes where

Sylvia reminded herself that they had

of the past four years

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

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

"Are you awake?"