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 the

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light on his angular, carved face. He squinted;

a hint of alienation,

Sylvia was drinking water, her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her period started early

the cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back with his long-fingered and powerful palms on her

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

her pajamas and was gushing out with

didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let go! I'm going to the

Her face

with his tongue, chuckling. She

It was no doubt that her pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin!

stomach felt more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move towards the

apple of his throat move up and down. When she turned her head and stared at

from me!" said his dangerous

was a bit

from her

seemed really unwell and said, "Franklin! Let

raised his eyebrows coldly. "Don't

was low and

weak because she just recovered from the pain caused

urge to kick him off and

and her acting impatiently, then

got liberated and quickly rushed into the

into

the next second, he saw the

changed

she always kept some sanitary napkins in it.

no idea if he

Sylvia saw there were two bags,

blood.

eyes

bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending to tidy up the

changing a sheet, it was as elegant as

would be

freeze-frame would definitely be the cover

was handsome to the

was not in the mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put aside on the

down," said the cold voice of the man

will wash it," said Sylvia

Franklin made the bed.

and snatched the sheet in her hands, saying, "You are not allowed to touch cold water during your

confused due to his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it

she was about to

astonished to see that he grabbed the

he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part