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.

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

kept closed

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

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

were

caressed her face. He was sitting by her side. Sylvia could feel

talk to him, so she kept pretending

sweetie?" He placed his fingers under her jaw

made him feel like he was doing this all alone. She felt

didn't even allow

adding a

long lashes flickered, her eyes gradually

"Franklin, I'm tired.”

her from time to time. It made her so

her side

slept on the same bed but had different thoughts on their minds? And how

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

then tugged the doorknob. It was locked. Fear and panic flooded

knocked hard on the door,

she was dragged

a place unfamiliar to

of fear, she huddled on

no power, and was not favored. Why were they

light was turned

the door was

in with a

back, shouting, "What do you want to do?" "Make sure you take the pill." His voice was

was no way she could

that." She screamed and rushed to the door,

the man was prepared. He grabbed her arm and fixed her against the

as she

of

and then it was impossible to get

lay on the ground like a drowned rat. Her clothes were untidy, her hair messy and

down

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

out loud

was the one being protected. Never had she been treated like

The man

and dragged her out

was thrown into

were firmly tied by the man before she was thrown into this