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.

know why. When Sylvia was carried out, she felt her head heavier

were kept

our divorce..."

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

lashes were flickering. She was so

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

him, so she

his fingers under her jaw to raise them

like he was doing this all

was so bossy and didn't even

light shed on him, adding a

her eyes gradually opening.

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

her from time to time. It made her so tired. When could she

by her side and locked her

night grew darker. Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had different thoughts on their minds? And

In a dim room.

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

doorknob. It was locked. Fear and panic flooded through her.

the door, but no one answered

she was dragged into a van, and then she

woke up, she was here, a place

of fear, she huddled on

no money, no power, and was not favored.

light

the door was

in with a pellet in his

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

was no way

don't want to take that." She screamed and rushed to the door, trying to escape

grabbed her arm and fixed her against the

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

got a bottle of water and forced

it was impossible to get it

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

down

me? What do you want? I can

cried out loud

one being protected.

too late.” The

lifted her holding her collar and dragged her out of the

thrown into

man before she was thrown