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.

fluttered. She took the cup and

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carved face. He squinted; his eyes were as

alienation, making others fail to stop themselves to be

Sylvia was drinking water, her stomach ached. A warm flow

suffered from the virus, her period was never regular. She put down the cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back with his long-fingered and powerful palms on her

saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"

dampened her pajamas and was gushing out with a sense

she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free

Franklin fixed his gaze on Sylvia. Her face was a bit pale and

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

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

felt more and more uncomfortable, so she

turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her jade-like earlobe

from me!" said his dangerous

was a

her delicate

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

eyebrows

voice was

weak because she just recovered from

urge to kick him off and nodded, "Let

her paler face and her

got liberated and quickly rushed into the bathroom, slamming the

into the

next second, he saw

He changed it just

locker. Before they got divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it.

she had no idea if

were two bags, she

by the blood. The bed must be

closed her eyes for

of the bathroom and saw

he was changing a sheet, it was

it would be

freeze-frame would definitely be the cover of

man was handsome to

in the mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put aside

cold

wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

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

"I'm gonna put it into the washing machine with a piece

she was about to wash

that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door,

was he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard with