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

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

stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her period

She put down the cup and got out of the bed

through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient, feeling that

dampened her pajamas and was gushing

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

gaze on Sylvia. Her face

tipped his front teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She

had been wet through. She shouted,

she struggled to move towards the bathroom without

and stared at him, Franklin lowered

don't flee from me!" said his dangerous

was

from her delicate and beautiful

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

eyebrows coldly.

voice was low

so weak because she just recovered from the

to kick

her acting

and quickly rushed into the bathroom, slamming

sank into

he saw the obtrusive

He changed it

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

no idea if he

saw there were two bags, she

blood. The bed must

closed her eyes

came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending

tall and handsome. Even though he was changing a sheet, it was

a camera, it would be

freeze-frame would definitely be

was handsome to

She found the sheet put aside on the ground and intended to take

said the cold

will wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

with his long and powerful legs and snatched the sheet in her

but said, "I'm gonna put it into the washing machine with a

never said she was about to wash it by

she felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened

was he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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