After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Franklin interrupted him again, "I know, but I will try."

Then Franklin hung up the phone.

He stood on the balcony, looking at Sylvia, who was sleeping tranquilly on the bed, through the glass door. His expression was deep and quiet. He gazed at her in silence. After a long while, he took an imported cigar from a humidor and pressed the button of his silver lighter.

Blue flame spurted out.

At this moment, Sylvia woke up and saw his beautiful face clearly.

It was as perfect as being created by the God, pretty but masculine. His eyes were glittering but freezing, like a devil, strong and aloof. Franklin took a snuff. The smoke shrouded him.

Sylvia looked around and found it was the bedroom where she lived four years ago.

Was she taken here by Franklin?

She gradually got her memory back.

The formidable masked man and the jealous Franklin flashed through her mind.

She felt a bit headache.

But her body was in a good condition, but a bit sore which reminded her of what happened before.

Did she have sex with Franklin again?

It was obvious.

However, why was he so sullen?

Sylvia sat up. She wanted to say something but failed because her throat was dry and uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly and found there was a cup of water on the nightstand.

She snatched it up and swallowed the water.

The flow went through her dry throat which was suddenly moistened. After drinking it up, Sylvia put down the cup. Meanwhile, Franklin stubbed out the cigar and opened the glass door, walking in and looking down on her.

There was a faint smell of tobacco around the man.

During their marriage, he never smoked in front of Sylvia.

It was the first time.

When she was a bit confused, the man spoke in an aloof voice, "Another cup?”

Sylvia bit her lower lip and said, "One more."

Then she saw him get another cup of water for her.

He bent, his tobacco-smell breathing reaching Sylvia's forehead and wafting down.

She took

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on his angular, carved face. He squinted; his

corner of his eyes showed a hint of alienation, making others fail

her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh,

never regular. She put down the cup and got out of the

in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"

her pajamas and was gushing out with

break down if she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said,

face was a bit pale and her jaw

teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She had fled so

pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin! You bastard!

she struggled to move

up and down. When she turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her jade-like earlobe in his mouth precisely, his

flee from me!" said

complexion was a bit

her delicate and

seemed really unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me

his eyebrows

voice was

so weak because she just recovered from the pain caused by the

controlled her urge to kick him off and nodded,

her acting impatiently, then he

rushed into

sank into the

saw the

He changed

divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it.

had no idea if he had thrown them

two

the blood. The bed must be tinged. Franklin!

her eyes for

of the bathroom and saw

handsome. Even though he was changing a

was a camera, it would be an advertisement

definitely be the

was handsome to

not in the mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put aside on the ground and intended to take it to the

the cold

wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

sheet in her hands, saying, "You are not allowed to touch

"I'm gonna put it into the washing machine with

said she was about to wash

felt astonished to see that he grabbed the

he going to

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed