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.

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

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

was drinking water, her stomach ached. A

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

through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was

and was gushing out with a sense of

break down if she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled

face was a bit pale

tongue, chuckling. She had fled so

that her pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin! You

more uncomfortable, so she struggled to

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

don't flee from me!" said his

complexion was

from her delicate and

"Franklin! Let me go,

his eyebrows coldly. "Don't trick

voice was

was so weak because she just recovered from the pain

controlled her urge to kick

at her paler face and her

rushed into the bathroom,

into the soft

saw the obtrusive

He changed it just

sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in an exclusive locker in her

had no idea if he had

were two

tinged by the blood. The bed must

closed her eyes for a

while later, she came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending to tidy up

changing a sheet, it was

camera, it would be an advertisement shooting set

definitely be the cover of any

man was handsome to

mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put

cold voice of the man

will wash it," said Sylvia

Franklin made the bed.

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

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

said she was about to wash it

see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked

was he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed