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.

in the heavy rain. The streetlight

the man touched her

She stayed still.

by rage and

for it! You never lack suitors. You can even flirt with a

being drowned in an icy

rain was still heavy. Sylvia rubbed her hands, her thick and long eyelashes fluttering. On the back of her fair hands, there were veins

was quieting down. She slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Don't touch

on his face, "One day, you will kneel down in tears in front

for her was

so disgusting that

"Never!" said Sylvia.

saw Franklin get

at

my house.” Franklin's eyes fell

that the masked man seemed familiar to

surprise flashed

The man smiled, throwing a provocative glance at

away, Sylvia

Sylvia saw Franklin come to her from the dark in the misty rain. Franklin stared at her pale face. He raised his hands to touch his temples

felt mixed

his beautiful face

poured

eyes slowly,

body in his arms. In the patter of rain, there came

"Sylvia? Sylvia!"

up to the

clean towel to Franklin. Franklin put Sylvia on the bed and wrapped her

away the towel. Jasper walked

another word. He held Sylvia who was drenched

Jasper left tactfully.

looked all right just now, got into a

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have

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