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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his angular, carved face. He squinted; his eyes were

of alienation, making others fail to

ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her period started

her period was never regular. She put down the cup and got

intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you

her pajamas and was

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

on Sylvia. Her face was a bit

teeth with his tongue,

her teeth. It was no doubt that her pants had

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

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 earlobe in his mouth precisely, his nose rubbing her

from me!" said

complexion was a

her delicate and

unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me go,

his eyebrows coldly. "Don't

was low

recovered from the pain caused

her urge to kick him

paler face and her acting impatiently,

rushed into the bathroom,

sank into the

saw the obtrusive crimson on the

it. He changed it just

some sanitary napkins in

no idea if he had

were two bags, she sighed with

blood. The bed must

eyes for

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

was changing a sheet, it was as

would be

definitely be the cover of

man was handsome

mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put aside on the ground and intended to take it to the bigger washroom

down," said the cold voice of the man

will wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

sheet in her hands, saying,

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

about to wash it by

astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the

was he going to

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard