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 her head

were kept closed

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

bathrobe on, while Sylvia was lying on the bed, covered

were flickering. She

side.

talk to him, so she

placed his fingers under her jaw to raise them

like he was doing this all

and didn't even allow

him, adding

eyes gradually opening.

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

time. It made her

her side and locked her

grew darker. Under such darkness, how many couples slept on the same bed but had

In a dim room.

and her body so sore. She stood up

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

hard on the door, but no one

she was dragged into a van, and then

a place unfamiliar to her. Was she

fear, she huddled on the

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

the light

the door

black walked in with a pellet in his hand.

the aphrodisiac she bought from the black market. She could not help stepping back, shouting, "What do you want to do?" "Make sure you take the

was no way she could tell what he looked

take that." She screamed and rushed to the

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

as she

bottle of water and forced her to drink

a lot and then it was impossible to get

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

flowed down

Why are you doing this to me? What do you

cried out loud

her life, she was the one being protected. Never had she

too late.” The man

her collar and dragged her out

was thrown

hands were firmly tied by the man before she