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

slacks were

body, making her waist slenderer. Franklin wished to drive her home

she put on his

were on her body, Franklin

you ever put

"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 only worn his

angry or how his

divorced, he became

pressed her into the car while explaining, "So I went

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

heated as she didn't sleep

had always tiptoed when going to work, avoiding waking her

sped it up. In a blink,

bought the ingredients,

comfortable than going to bed after eating.

returned to

gaped once she stepped into

were crawling

they

strode to her after seeing her stop

you put them into the sink?" Sylvia watched the

"Deal with them."

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

returned to the bedroom. Afraid that Franklin would refuse, she looked back to emphasize, only to find he had put on an apron with small floral patterns. She thought he looked

back the words on

Franklin caught the crabs, put them into a

he could do it

oysters, the shellfish, and

were still flicking

animals,

have bought some beef and mutton if he had

washed or dealt with them before, so he

phone and searched for the

the seafood,

Franklin went upstairs

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

her eyes, she saw Franklin wearing an apron, kissing her

air was filled

reminded her of the scenes where they were still

Sylvia reminded herself that

memories of the past four years were kept in this

away and sat up. The blanket

her in his arms, he gently pinched

"Are you awake?"

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