The moment the man stretched his hand to her, she felt the pain ease a lot.

She was stunned and looked at the man.

The virus was strange. It loved rare blood and normal types of blood had no way to calm it down.

And Franklin had Rh-negative blood. That was one of the reasons why Sylvia chose to get married to him.

The virus was fond of getting close to Franklin. It liked his blood.

Did the masked man have Rh-negative blood?

Sylvia bit her lip hard, trying to refuse the sense of relief caused by his touch.

She was bound to overcome it.

She couldn't give in!

Although she had divorced Franklin, she wasn't willing to have sex with others except him.

No way!

The masked man looked at her bloodthirstily and arrogantly, his lips rising slightly, and said, "How tough you are!"

Sylvia didn't reply.

The rain was getting heavier.

She still stood there stiffly, like a sculpture.

A Bentley was out of the garage slowly.

"Master, it's Miss Andrews!" Jasper said quietly.

In the car, Franklin looked out of the window.

He closed his eyes, with his mind blank for a few seconds.

He clenched his fists and tried to repress his emotions.

and a man were looking at each other in the heavy rain. The streetlight was

the man touched

She stayed still.

overwhelmed by rage

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felt so disappointed, like being drowned

still heavy. Sylvia rubbed her hands, her thick and long

slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Don't touch

fierce!" said the man, with darkness and covetousness shown on his face, "One day, you will kneel

for

were so disgusting that Sylvia almost threw

"Never!" said Sylvia.

see.” The man saw Franklin get off from the

at

house.” Franklin's eyes fell

that the masked man seemed

of surprise flashed in

here. He cares about you!" The man smiled, throwing a provocative glance at Franklin, and

away, Sylvia was

to her from the dark in the misty rain. Franklin stared at her pale face. He raised his hands to

felt mixed strong

his beautiful face remained

poured

closed her eyes slowly,

In the patter of rain, there came

"Sylvia? Sylvia!"

to the villa.

to Franklin. Franklin put Sylvia on the

while, he felt she got warm, then he put away the towel. Jasper walked in and said, "Master, the hot bath

held Sylvia who was drenched all over

Jasper left tactfully.

figure out why his lady, who looked

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bathtub, Sylvia felt hot and cold while her

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