After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Sylvia gathered her strength and pushed Franklin as hard as she could, and just like that, with a splash, Franklin stumbled and fell to the tub. He was appreciating her stunning appearance. Her change of mood was total oblivion to him.

Franklin, sitting in the tub, simply dragged Sylvia to the tub as well.

He held her waist with both of his large hands and fixed her in his hug. There was some water in her collarbone area, her fair legs were slightly bent. She seemed to like those delicate porcelain vases, making people unable to shift their attention. She bewitched him...

Franklin gently kissed Sylvia's face with his thin lips, "You pushed me, sweetie.”

There was a very subtle trace of a sigh in his voice.

Sylvia almost doubted whether she heard it right.

Why did he sigh?

"Franklin, you seem quite enjoy wooing me after a divorce?" she said ironically.

Then the soft sigh Franklin let out faded.

His warm lips came closer, "If I want to remarry, will you say yes?" Sylvia answered without hesitation, "No."

But Franklin was not at all irritated by her answer.

He raised his hand, tenderly touched her collarbone, and smiled in a lowered voice, "One day you will."

His deep voice sounded sexy but it was full of confidence.

He buried his head in her neck.

"You are so beautiful..." He was rather generous in praising her.

What she feared the most eventually happened.

She was turned on as the virus took control of her, and she just wanted to be closer to him.

Franklin lowered his head and kissed her lips, wildly.

He released her after a long while.

Watching her reddened face, he cracked a smile, "Why are you blushing? We've been married for four years.”

His long fingers held her head up so that she could look directly into his eyes. The steam made her face look more shining...

Sylvia could do nothing about it.

to Franklin the most, but honestly, she didn't know why. When Sylvia was carried out, she

kept closed the whole

you are more adorable and attracting after our divorce..." he sounded like he had abiding

lying on the bed, covered with

lashes were flickering. She was

her face. He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could

really didn't want to talk to him,

He placed his fingers

feel like he was doing this all alone. She felt

bossy and didn't

warm light shed on him, adding a dreamy glow to his

gradually

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

time to time. It made her so tired. When could she get rid

good night.” He laid down by her side and

Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had

In a dim room.

sore. She stood up with

It was locked. Fear and panic flooded through her. She shouted, "Hello? Is anybody here? Where am I? Why

on the door, but

Darcie, she was dragged

was here, a place unfamiliar to

she

the Evans. She had no money, no power, and was not favored. Why were they kidnapping her? For

light

door

man in black walked in with a pellet in

black market. She could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do you want to do?" "Make

way she

take that." She screamed and rushed to the door,

He grabbed her arm and fixed her against the wall. His hand cracked her

hard as she could, trying to

got a bottle of water and forced her to

and then it was impossible

a rag. She lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her

flowed down her

me? What do you want? I can give you

cried out loud

the one being protected. Never had she been treated like

too late.” The man

her collar and dragged

was thrown into a

by the man