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

kept closed the

find you are more adorable and attracting after our divorce..." he sounded like he had abiding lust for

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

long and thick lashes were flickering.

side. Sylvia could feel the part of the bed

him, so she kept pretending

you silent, sweetie?" He placed his fingers under her

like he was

didn't even allow her

him, adding

flickered, her eyes gradually opening. The virus in

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

to time. It made

laid down by her side and locked her in his

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

In a dim room.

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

groped for the door and then tugged the doorknob. It was locked. Fear and panic flooded through her. She shouted, "Hello? Is anybody

the door, but

of the café with Darcie, she was dragged into

a place

fear, she huddled on

was just one of the Evans. She had no money, no power, and was not favored. Why were they kidnapping her?

light was turned

the door

a pellet in

it was 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 pill." His

was covered. There was no way she could tell what

that." She screamed and rushed to

prepared. He grabbed her arm and fixed her against the wall. His

she struggled as hard as she could, trying to spit

he got a bottle of water and forced her

lot and then it was impossible to

rag. She lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes

flowed down her

you? Why are you doing this to me? What do you

cried out loud

was the one being protected.

late.” The

her holding her collar and dragged her out

was thrown into

tied by the man before she was thrown