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.

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

kept closed the whole

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

on the bed, covered

and thick lashes were flickering.

caressed her face. He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could feel the

didn't want to talk to him, so

placed his fingers under her

him feel like he was doing this all alone. She felt

so bossy and didn't even

adding a dreamy glow

eyes gradually opening.

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

made her so tired. When could

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

Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had different thoughts on their minds? And how many people were unable

In a dim room.

slowly recovered consciousness. Her head was so dizzy and her body so sore. She stood up with a drowsy head

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

knocked hard on the door, but no one

Darcie, she was

was here, a place unfamiliar to her.

fear, she huddled on

one of the Evans. She had no money, no

the light

door

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

back, shouting,

face was covered. There was no way she

take that." She screamed and rushed to the door, trying to

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

hard as she could, trying

somehow he got a bottle of water and

it was impossible

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 hair messy and the front part of her clothes, which was sticking to her, was all wet due to

down

you doing this to me? What do

cried out loud

the one being protected. Never had she

too late.” The man

her collar and dragged her

thrown

firmly tied by the man before she was thrown