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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He squinted; his eyes were as black

of alienation, making others fail to

A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her

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

was in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient, feeling that the warm

was gushing out with a sense of

she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said,

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

teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She

no doubt that her pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin! You bastard! Let me

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

her struggle made the apple of his throat move up and down. When she turned her head and stared at him,

from me!" said his dangerous

complexion was a

exuded from her delicate

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

raised his eyebrows

was low and

because she just recovered from the pain caused

controlled her urge to kick him off and

paler face and her acting impatiently, then he finally raised

liberated and quickly rushed

sank into the soft

second, he saw the obtrusive crimson on the

He changed it

opened the locker. Before they got divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in an exclusive

idea if he had thrown them

two

tinged by the blood. The bed must be

her eyes for a

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

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

was a camera, it would

definitely be the

was handsome

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

cold voice of the man behind

it," said Sylvia

Franklin made the bed.

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

his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the washing machine

was about

grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked into the

was he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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