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.

honestly, she didn't know why. When Sylvia was carried out, she felt her head heavier than

were kept

and attracting after our

Sylvia was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, leaving only her head on

were flickering. She was

face. He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could feel the part of the bed sinking

talk to him, so she kept pretending

you silent, sweetie?" He placed his fingers under her jaw

attitude made him feel like he was doing this all

didn't

shed on him, adding a

eyes gradually opening. The virus in her

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

It made her so tired. When could she get rid of

night.” He laid down by her side and locked

bed but had different thoughts on their minds? And

In a dim room.

Her head was so dizzy and her body so sore. She stood up with a drowsy

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

door, but no

out of the café with Darcie, she was dragged into a van, and then

a place unfamiliar to her.

she huddled on

money, no power, and was not

light was

door

walked in with a pellet in his hand. It

was the aphrodisiac she bought from the black market. She could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do you want to do?"

no way she could

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

the man was prepared. He grabbed her arm and fixed her against the wall. His hand cracked her mouth open and forced her to swallow the

as she could,

a bottle of water

it was impossible to get it

lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were untidy, her hair messy and the front part of her clothes, which

flowed down her

Why are you doing this to me? What do you want? I can

cried out loud

her life, she was the one being

The man answered

and dragged

was thrown

the man before she was thrown into this