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.

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

eyes were kept

adorable and attracting after our divorce..." he sounded like he had abiding lust for

bed, covered

and thick lashes were flickering.

side. Sylvia could feel

him, so she kept pretending to

his fingers under her jaw to raise

him feel like he was doing

and didn't even

light shed on him, adding a dreamy glow to his gorgeous

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

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

virus controlled her from time to time. It made her so tired. When could she get rid

laid down by her side

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

In a dim room.

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

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

the door, but no one

café with Darcie, she was dragged into

here, a place unfamiliar to her. Was

she huddled on

of the Evans. She had no money, no power, and was not favored.

light was

the door was

black walked in with a pellet in his

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

face was covered. There was no way

and rushed

arm and fixed her against the wall. His hand cracked her mouth open

as hard as she could,

he got a bottle of water and forced her to drink

and then it was

and ditched her to the floor as if she was a rag. She lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her

flowed down

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

cried out

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

The man answered

lifted her holding her collar and dragged her out of

was thrown

man before she was thrown into