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

were kept closed the whole

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

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

long and thick lashes were flickering.

gently caressed her face. He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could feel the part of the bed sinking

really didn't want to talk to him, so she kept pretending to

placed his

he was doing this all alone. She felt

was so bossy and didn't

him, adding a dreamy glow to his gorgeous

eyes gradually opening. The

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

from time to time. It made her so tired.

laid down by her side and locked her in his

bed but had different thoughts on their minds? And

In a dim room.

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

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

knocked hard on the door, but

she was dragged into a van, and then she passed

up, she was here, a place

fear, she

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

light was turned

the door was

a pellet in his hand. It looked

it was the aphrodisiac she bought from the black market. She could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do

face was covered. There was no way

screamed and rushed

prepared. He grabbed her arm and fixed her against the wall. His hand cracked her mouth open and forced her to swallow the

she struggled as hard as she could, trying to spit it

bottle of water and forced her to drink

lot and then it

Her clothes were untidy,

flowed down

this to me? What do you want?

out loud

life, she was the one being protected. Never had

The man

and dragged her out of the dark

was thrown into

were firmly tied by the man before she was thrown into