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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light on his angular, carved face. He squinted; his eyes

showed a hint of alienation, making others fail to stop

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

got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back with his long-fingered

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

her pajamas and was gushing out with a sense of

go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia

fixed his gaze on Sylvia. Her face

tipped his front teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She

pants had been wet through.

more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move towards the bathroom without

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

flee from me!"

was a bit

from her delicate and

said, "Franklin! Let me go, please. My

raised his eyebrows coldly. "Don't trick

voice was

just recovered from the pain caused by

her urge to kick him off and nodded, "Let

her paler face and her acting impatiently, then he finally raised his

rushed into the bathroom, slamming

sank into

next second, he saw the obtrusive crimson on

changed it just

some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in

had no idea if he had thrown

Sylvia saw there were two bags, she sighed

by the blood. The bed must be tinged. Franklin!

her eyes

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

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

was a camera, it would be an

definitely be

was handsome to the

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

said the cold voice

will wash it," said Sylvia

Franklin made the bed.

snatched the sheet in her hands, saying, "You are not allowed

said, "I'm gonna

about to

next second, she felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked into the

he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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