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.

took the cup

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squinted; his eyes were as black

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stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her

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

face, beautiful and cool, came close to her. His voice was in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was

gradually dampened her pajamas and was

Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let go! I'm going to

face was a bit pale and her

his front teeth with his tongue,

pants had been wet through. She

so she struggled to move towards the bathroom without

stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her jade-like earlobe in his mouth precisely, his nose rubbing her

me!" said

was a bit

from her delicate and beautiful

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

raised his eyebrows coldly. "Don't

was low

so weak because she just recovered from

to kick

face and her acting impatiently, then

liberated and quickly rushed

sank into the

second, he saw the obtrusive crimson on

changed

got divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in an exclusive

she had no idea if

two bags, she sighed with

pajamas were tinged by the blood.

eyes for a

came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending to tidy up the new

was tall and handsome. Even though he was changing

was a camera, it would be

be the cover of any

man was handsome

was not in the mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put aside on the ground and intended

said the cold voice of the

will wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

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

gonna put it into the washing machine with

she was about to wash

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

he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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