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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squinted; his eyes were as

of his eyes showed a hint of alienation, making others fail

her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed.

put down the cup and got out of the bed

an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"

pajamas and was gushing out

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

on Sylvia. Her face was a bit

front teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She

her teeth. It was no doubt that her pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin!

felt more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move

head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her jade-like

me!" said his

complexion was

exuded from her delicate and beautiful

really unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me

raised his eyebrows

voice was

she just recovered from the

to kick him off and nodded,

face and her acting

liberated and quickly rushed

sank into

second, he saw the obtrusive crimson on

He changed it just

always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in an exclusive locker in

if

there were two bags, she sighed

by the blood. The bed

eyes for

out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin

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

a camera, it would be

be the cover

handsome

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

it,"

Franklin made the bed.

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

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

said she was about to wash

see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked into the

was he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part