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

eyes were kept

more adorable and attracting after our divorce..." he sounded

the bed, covered with a thin

were flickering. She was so

was sitting by her side. Sylvia could feel the part

him, so she kept pretending to be

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

was doing this all

and didn't even allow her to

light shed on him, adding a dreamy glow to his

her eyes gradually opening. The virus in her

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

controlled her from time to time. It made her so tired. When could

He laid down by her side and locked

darker. Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had different thoughts on their minds?

In a dim room.

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

groped for the door and then tugged the doorknob. It was locked. Fear and panic flooded through her. She shouted, "Hello? Is anybody here? Where am I? Why are you locking

hard on the door,

she was dragged into

she woke up, she was here, a place unfamiliar to

fear, she

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

the light was

the door was

walked in with a pellet in

could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do you want to do?" "Make sure

There was no way she could

I don't want to take that." She screamed and rushed to the door, trying to escape

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

as she could, trying to

bottle of water and forced

and then it

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

down her

to me? What do you want? I can give

out loud

one being protected. Never had she

The man answered

her holding her collar and

thrown into

the man before she was thrown into