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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angular, carved face. He squinted; his eyes

a hint of alienation, making others fail to

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

put down the cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back with his

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

her pajamas and was

to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let go! I'm going to the

fixed his gaze on Sylvia. Her face was

with his tongue, chuckling.

doubt that her pants had been

stomach felt more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled

turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his

from me!" said his dangerous

complexion was a

from her delicate

"Franklin! Let me

his eyebrows coldly.

voice was

because she just recovered from the pain caused by the

kick him off and nodded,

and her acting impatiently, then

and quickly rushed

into the

saw the obtrusive crimson on

He changed it

divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others

had no idea if he had thrown them

there were two

were tinged by the blood. The bed must

closed her eyes for

of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending to

though he was changing a sheet,

was a camera, it would

would definitely be the cover of any

was handsome to

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

down," said the cold voice of the

will wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

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

said, "I'm gonna put it

never said she was about to

grabbed

he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

scrubbing the dyed part hard with