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 cup

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

hint of alienation, making others fail to

Sylvia was drinking water, her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her period started

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

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

was gushing out

bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let go!

gaze on Sylvia. Her face was a

his tongue, chuckling.

pants had been

so she struggled to move towards the

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

from me!" said

was a bit

exuded from her

and said, "Franklin! Let

his eyebrows coldly. "Don't

was low

recovered from

her urge to kick

paler face and her acting impatiently, then he

quickly rushed

sank into the

saw the obtrusive crimson

it. He changed

sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in an

had no idea if

were two bags,

tinged by the blood. The bed must

her eyes for a

out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending to

though he was changing a sheet, it was as elegant as vogue

camera, it would be

definitely be the cover of any

was handsome to the

the sheet put aside on the ground and intended to take it

it down," said the cold voice of the

wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

he walked toward her with his long and powerful legs and snatched the sheet in her

due to his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the washing machine with a piece

about to

grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked

he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard with