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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face. He squinted; his eyes were

showed a hint of alienation, making others fail to

ached. A

down the cup and got out of the bed

saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient,

dampened her pajamas and was gushing out with a sense of

if she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let go! I'm

Her face was a bit pale

with his tongue, chuckling. She

was no doubt that her pants had been wet through. She shouted,

more uncomfortable, so she struggled

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

don't flee from me!" said his

was a

her delicate

"Franklin! Let me go, please. My

his eyebrows coldly. "Don't trick

was low and

weak because she just recovered from the pain caused

controlled her urge to kick him off

squinted at her paler face and her acting

got liberated and quickly rushed into the

sank into the

the next second, he saw

it. He changed it

Before they got divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were

she had no idea if he

saw there were two bags,

tinged by the blood. The bed must be tinged.

eyes

came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin

was tall and handsome. Even though he was changing

it would

freeze-frame would definitely be the

man was handsome to

She found the sheet put aside on

down," said the cold

wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

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

to his reactions but said, "I'm gonna

about

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

he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part

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