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.

virus took to Franklin the most, but honestly, she didn't know why. When

eyes were kept

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

while Sylvia was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, leaving only

long and thick lashes were

her side.

really didn't want to talk to him, so

his fingers under her jaw to raise

was doing this

didn't even allow her to keep

shed on him, adding a

her eyes gradually opening. The virus in her was

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

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

down by her side and locked

Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had different

In a dim room.

so sore. She stood up with a drowsy head and looked around. It

Fear and panic flooded through her. She shouted, "Hello?

on the door, but

she was dragged into a van,

here, a

of fear, she huddled

She had no money, no

light

door

man in black walked in with a

back, shouting, "What do you want to do?" "Make sure you take

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 spit it

somehow he got a bottle of

it

shrugged her away and ditched her to the floor as if she was a rag. She lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were untidy, her

down her

are you doing this to me? What do you

out loud

one being protected. Never had she

late.” The man

her collar and dragged her out

thrown into

hands were firmly tied by the man before she was thrown into