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 felt her head

eyes were kept closed the whole

and attracting after our divorce..." he sounded like he

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

long and thick lashes were flickering. She was

by her side. Sylvia could feel the part

talk to him, so she

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

he was

didn't even allow her to keep

light shed on him, adding a dreamy glow to

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

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

to time. It made

laid down by her side and locked her

on the same bed but had different

In a dim room.

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

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

on the door, but no

of the café with Darcie, she was dragged

here, a place

she huddled

no money, no

light was

door

man in black walked in with a

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

face was covered. There was no way she could tell

want to take that." She screamed and

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

struggled as hard as she could, trying to spit it

somehow he got a bottle of water and forced her to

lot and then it was impossible

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

down

Why are you doing this to me? What do

out

being protected. Never had

The man answered

and dragged her out

was thrown

hands were firmly tied by the man before she was thrown