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.

to Franklin the most, but honestly, she didn't know why.

eyes were kept

adorable and attracting after our

on the bed,

thick lashes were flickering.

face. He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could

to him, so she kept pretending to

placed his fingers under her jaw

made him feel like he was

bossy and didn't even allow her to

light shed on him, adding a dreamy glow to his gorgeous

long lashes flickered, her eyes gradually opening.

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

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

laid down by her

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

In a dim room.

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

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

door, but no one answered

Darcie, she was dragged into a van, and then she

here, a place unfamiliar to her.

of fear, she

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

light was turned

door

in black walked in with a pellet in his hand.

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 she could tell what

and rushed to the door,

grabbed her arm and fixed her against the wall. His hand cracked her mouth open

as hard as she

bottle of water and forced

it was impossible to

ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were untidy, her hair messy and the front part of her clothes, which was sticking to her, was all wet due to the

down

you? Why are you doing this to me? What do you want? I can give you

out loud

being protected.

late.” The man

he lifted her holding her collar and dragged her

thrown into

man before she was thrown