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.

eyelashes fluttered. She took the

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light on his angular, carved face. He squinted; his eyes were as black as ink, looking

his eyes showed a hint of alienation,

water, her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed.

cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin

gritted teeth, "What

and was gushing out with a sense of

to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and

Her face was a bit pale and

teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She had

teeth. It was no doubt that her pants had been wet through. She

more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move towards the bathroom without

of his throat move up and down. When she turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her

flee from me!" said

was a bit

from her

really unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me go,

his eyebrows coldly. "Don't

was low and

recovered from the pain caused

controlled her urge to kick

paler face and her acting

got liberated and quickly rushed into

into the soft

he saw the obtrusive crimson on

He changed it just

the locker. Before they got divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in an exclusive

if he

were two bags, she sighed with

tinged by the blood. The bed must be tinged. Franklin!

her eyes for a

the bathroom and saw that

was changing a sheet, it was as elegant as

camera, it would be an advertisement shooting

definitely be the cover

handsome

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

said the cold voice of the man behind

wash it," said Sylvia

Franklin made the bed.

and snatched the sheet

his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the

about

that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked into the washroom

he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard