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.

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

were kept closed the

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

on the bed, covered with a thin quilt,

thick lashes were flickering. She was so

by her side. Sylvia could feel the part of the bed sinking

really didn't want to talk to him, so she

silent, sweetie?" He placed his fingers under her

he was doing this all alone.

so bossy and didn't even allow her to keep

adding a dreamy glow to his gorgeous

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

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

from time to time. It made her so tired.

night.” He laid down by her side and

night grew darker. Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had different thoughts on

In a dim room.

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

tugged the doorknob. It was locked. Fear and panic flooded through her. She shouted, "Hello? Is anybody

hard on the door, but no one

of the café with Darcie, she was dragged into

woke up, she was here, a place unfamiliar to her. Was she

she huddled on

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

light was

door

in black walked in with a pellet in his

black market. She could not help stepping back, shouting,

way she could

She screamed and rushed to the door, trying to escape the

was prepared. He grabbed her arm and fixed her against the wall. His

as hard as she

of

swallowed a lot and then it

rag. She lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were untidy,

down her

you doing this to me?

out loud

life, she was the one being protected. Never had she been

The man

and dragged her out

thrown into

the man before she