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; his

a hint of alienation,

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

down the cup and got out of

to her. His voice was in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted

dampened her pajamas and was gushing out with

she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let

face was

front teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She had fled so

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

uncomfortable, so she struggled to move towards the

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

me!"

was a

exuded from her delicate and

"Franklin! Let me go, please. My

raised his eyebrows coldly. "Don't trick

was low and

she just recovered from the pain caused by the

to kick him

at her paler face and her acting impatiently, then

rushed into

sank into

saw the obtrusive crimson

He changed

kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed

idea if he

there were two bags, she sighed with

the blood. The bed

eyes

came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was

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

would be

definitely be the cover of

was handsome to

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

said the cold voice

it," said Sylvia

Franklin made the bed.

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

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

she was about

that he grabbed the sheet,

was he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard with