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.

why. When Sylvia was carried out, she felt

kept closed the whole

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

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

were flickering.

by her side. Sylvia could feel the

talk to him,

placed his fingers under

was doing this all alone. She

didn't even

on him, adding a dreamy

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

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

her from time to time. It made her so

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

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

In a dim room.

body so sore. She stood up

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

door, but no one

with Darcie, she was dragged into a van, and then she passed

here, a place unfamiliar to her. Was

she huddled on the

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

the light was

door was

man in black walked in with a pellet in his hand. It

black market. She could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do

no way

to take that." She screamed and rushed

the wall. His hand cracked her mouth open and forced her

as hard as she could, trying

he got a bottle of water and

then it was impossible to get it

ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were untidy, her hair messy and the front part

down her

are you? Why are you doing this to me? What do you

out

the one being protected. Never had

late.” The man answered

lifted her holding her collar and

was thrown into a

were firmly tied by the man before she