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.

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on his angular, carved face. He squinted; his

eyes showed a hint of alienation, making others fail to stop themselves to

drinking water, her stomach ached. A warm

was never regular. She put down the cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back

gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient, feeling that

was gushing out with

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

on Sylvia. Her face was a bit pale and her

teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She had fled so

pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin! You bastard! Let

felt more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to

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

me!"

was a

her delicate

unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me

raised his eyebrows coldly. "Don't

was low and

was so weak because she just recovered from the

controlled her urge to kick him off

paler face and her acting impatiently, then he finally raised

liberated and quickly rushed

into the soft

second, he saw the obtrusive

it. He changed

divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it.

idea if he had thrown them

two bags, she

thin pajamas were tinged by the blood. The bed must be

closed her eyes

the bathroom and saw

handsome. Even though he was changing a sheet, it

camera, it would be an

would definitely be the cover of any

was handsome

sheet put aside on the

it down," said the cold voice of the man

wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

her with his long and powerful legs and snatched the sheet in her hands, saying, "You

confused due to his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the

about to wash it

she felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and

was he going to

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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