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.

didn't know why. When Sylvia was carried out, she

kept closed the

our divorce..." he

a bathrobe on, while Sylvia was lying on the bed, covered with

thick lashes were flickering. She

side. Sylvia

to him, so she kept pretending to be

sweetie?" He placed his fingers under her

feel like he was doing

was so bossy and didn't even allow

light shed on him, adding a dreamy glow to

lashes flickered, her eyes gradually opening. The virus in her was

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

made her so tired. When could she

good night.” He laid down by her side and locked her in his

on the same bed but had

In a dim room.

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

and panic flooded

knocked hard on the door, but no one

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

was here, a place unfamiliar to her. Was she

of fear, she huddled

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

the light was turned

the door

in with a pellet in

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

covered. There was no way she

and rushed to the door,

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

hard as she could, trying to spit it

got a bottle of water and forced

a lot and then it was impossible to

as if she was a rag. She lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were

flowed down her

me? What do you

out loud

was the one being protected. Never had

late.” The

and dragged her

was thrown into

firmly tied by the man before she