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.

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

eyes were kept closed the whole

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

on, while Sylvia was lying on the bed, covered

lashes were flickering. She was

He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could feel the part of the

didn't want to talk to him, so she

He placed his fingers under

feel like he was doing

didn't

warm light shed on him, adding a dreamy

her eyes gradually opening. The virus

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

from time to time. It made her so tired.

her side and locked her in

same bed but had different thoughts on their minds? And how many people were unable to

In a dim room.

so dizzy and her body so sore. She stood up with a drowsy head and looked around. It was so

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

hard on the door, but

she went out of the café with Darcie, she was dragged into

here, a place unfamiliar to

fear, she huddled on the

of the Evans. She had no money, no power, and

light

door

black walked in with a

market. She could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do you want to do?" "Make sure you take the pill." His

was covered. There was no way she could tell what

don't want to take that." She screamed and rushed

against the wall. His

struggled as hard as she could, trying

somehow he got a bottle of water and forced her to drink

swallowed a lot and then it was impossible

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

down

me? What do you want? I can give

out

life, she was the one being

The man answered

her holding her collar and dragged her out of the dark

was thrown

man before she was thrown